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AA12 said happily.
"Commander, please give me some wine. I have stopped drinking for two days. I have deeply reflected on my problems."
A91 rushed over and hugged Moyin's thighs tightly, crying and begging.
"No, I want you to remember this lesson well!"
"Then you better kill me, or I will keep holding your legs, and I will never let go unless you give me wine."
A91 said firmly.
"I was wondering why your tactical doll is such a rogue..."
Moyin said with a headache.
"I don't care, Commander, if you cut off my drinking, you're killing me..."
"Tsk, tsk, then you can have a sip. Just one sip."
Moyin finally took out a bottle of Erguotou and handed it to A91 reluctantly.
"Okay, okay, I'll just drink one."
A91 couldn't wait to snatch the Erguotou from Moyin's hand, quickly unscrewed the bottle cap, then tilted his head back and drank it up.
Finally, when A91 put down the bottle, there was not a drop of wine left in the glass bottle.
"You call this a mouthful!?"
Moyin reached out and pinched A91's cheek.
"Hahahaha, I didn't take a breath in between. It's obviously just one breath, Commander."
A91 said this with specious reasoning.
"You... just leave it at that for today. You won't vomit after drinking this little bit of wine."
"Well, since the commander is so kind, I'll let you touch something good. I'm quite confident about my breasts, and men often glance up at them."
A91 said as he grabbed Moyin's hand and pressed it on his two cantaloupes.
"Oh, this feeling of containment... Although I want to resist the urge to rub it, it's really too soft."
"Hehe, come anytime you want to be healed. Just consider it as an apology for last time."
A91 said in a flattering manner.
"Come on, that's enough, don't mention that anymore... I'm almost having a psychological trauma."
At this moment, Moyin recalled the pain of being dominated by A91.
"Okay, okay, I won't mention it anymore. Commander, how about I make you something good and you give me another bottle of wine?"
A91 said with drooling eyes.
"No way, this is a punishment. If I give in so easily, then it's not even a punishment."
Moyin withdrew his hand.
"Hey, don't leave. You can just touch me for a while longer if you don't want to drink."
A91 grabbed Moyin's hand.
"This request is too weird... And even if I continue to touch you, I won't give you any more wine today."
"It's okay, it's okay. When you are touched, you will feel a little tipsy. I think this is pretty good. Since there is no wine, let's use this as a substitute."
. . . . . . . .
Moyin hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help himself and reached out to the two soft cantaloupes.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it turns out that being straightforward is better for the commander. 94, do you want to go build some relationship with our commander?"
AK12, who was hiding behind a big tree, asked while observing Moyin and A91.
"That's not necessary. The commander doesn't seem to be a very strict person. He will agree to our actions as long as they don't endanger his own safety."
AN94 replied with a slightly blushing face.
"Hey, you have this expression too. What a surprise. I'm lucky."
AK12 said happily.
"Don't you think it's a waste to use your computing power to observe my expression?"
AN94 said in a low voice.
"How could that be, 94? I like you very much, so this is a division to satisfy my own desires. This can improve my mood. Don't worry."
AK12 still squinted his eyes and said.
The other side.
The three UMP sisters hid in a big tree.
"Sister 45, the commander is indeed an Oppai... He seems to like you very much, so it's no wonder he didn't attack you for so long..."
"Hmm? ⑨, do you want to say something?"
45's eyes became sharp.
"No, nothing. I didn't want to say anything."
Ump9 immediately stopped the topic.
"Don't worry. When I had an argument with 416 before, the commander clearly stated that he is a fraternal party when it comes to breasts. Everything has its own charm. Compared to these tactical dolls, I am a rare resource."
"As expected of Sister 45!"
Ump9 said in admiration.
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"I say, the commander's time is already fully occupied. If we add more of this into the mix, will it make him too tired?"
UMP40 asked worriedly.
"Even if we don't split up, he won't have time to rest."
UMP45 fell into deep thought.
"Shouldn't we take the initiative? I think the commander is a bit of a sultry guy. He won't come to us unless we pin him down."
UMP9 asked excitedly.
"Let's wait and see for a while. We are just taking a short break here. The mission is not yet completed. Let's consider it after we are settled down."
UMP45 pulled back the eager UMP9 and shook her head calmly.
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"Ah, Commander, I seem to be a light bulb here. I'll be leaving now."
AA12 glanced at A91 who was pestering Moyin, said hello to Moyin, and turned away.
At this moment, the satellite phone in Moyin's waist bag rang.
After reaching out for the satellite phone and answering it, Type 95's voice came through.
"Sir, we have escorted Dean Song back to Silver Rain City safely. Please give me the next order."
"Oh, I hope you had a safe trip. You can rest in the city for a few days and then report back."
"By the way, how is the construction of the city going now? There shouldn't be any problems, right?"
Moyin asked with concern.
"Well, there is no problem. The school you mentioned before has been completed, and the children are now sent there to receive compulsory education."
"The courses currently offered include Chinese, mathematics, moral education, combat, zombie vitals analysis, and firearms use."
"Lingyu plans to set up a high school department for biology and chemistry courses, so that interested children can directly specialize in one subject."
Type 95 reported quickly.
“Well, that’s a very good approach.”
Moyin nodded. After all, a person's energy is limited. The more courses are offered, the more likely it is that most people will know a little bit of everything but be proficient in nothing.
He himself is a severe example of this. Eighty percent of what he learned after graduating from college was useless.
Bai Lingyu's approach can better cultivate targeted talents.
"Children who have no interest in learning will be sent to Meng Shang to receive training from the Death Squad."
"This will help cultivate their loyalty, but the training of this team is very cruel, and the mortality rate may be high..."
Jiuwushi didn't continue talking, but Moyin was already aware of the hint of reluctance hidden in her words.
"Leave it all to Lingyu. We alone cannot feed the people in a city. They have to rely on their own efforts to earn food for themselves."
Moyin said indifferently.
He rescued ordinary civilians only to build up his own power.
"I understand. That's the end of my report. Jiuqi and the others also want to talk to you. I'll give them the phone."
After Type 95 finished speaking, a slight noise came from the satellite phone.
"Ah, sir, did you miss your lovely little Jiuqi~"
Soon, Type 97's lively voice was heard from the satellite phone.
"Yes, yes. I often miss you, my naughty little boy."
"That's too much! I should say cute here, not naughty!"
Jiu Qi protested coquettishly.
"Listen to your sister Jiuwu over there and don't cause trouble. It will give others a headache."
"Really? You're talking as if I'm the kind of person who doesn't know the seriousness of the matter. The only person I want to tease is you, the commander."
Type 97 laughed happily.
"I really don't know whether to be happy or sad."