Special Forces: Class Reunion, I Parachute In A Tank

Ling Feng sullenly pretended not to hear, but later saw that Luo Tong even planned to take out the cigarettes he had treasured for a long time.

He hurriedly held down Instructor Luo's hands that were pulling out cigarettes, "Are you trying to ruin my image? This place is full of students, take out this thing for me."

"The chief instructor scolded me..."

Luo Tong didn't really want to take it out, he was not a fool.

On the contrary, it was his little trick to force Ling Feng to speak. Seeing Ling Feng speak, even if it was to teach him a lesson, it didn't matter.

It's easy to open your mouth, but it's like a ticking time bomb that makes people nervous.

Besides, it's better to scold people, and if you vent your anger, won't your goal be achieved?

Ling Feng really had no choice but to deal with this old fritter. When he saw Luo Tong who was still laughing after being scolded, he immediately understood his intentions.

"Okay, you guys go and teach them how to make up. This time it's urban lurking makeup, so be careful, otherwise the camouflage effect will not be achieved, and it will be difficult not to be noticed if the abrupt effect is achieved!"

"yes!"

Huang Yongchun immediately responded loudly from the side.

He made the matter up, and in the end, Lao Luo had a way, so he had to smile and sigh: "This teammate is really reliable!"

All have……………

When the female soldiers gathered, they didn't see Ling Feng anymore. Everyone wanted to ask but felt a little embarrassed to ask, otherwise it would look like a child looking for a parent.

"Don't tell me, although Instructor Ling is strict, he really wholeheartedly teaches us."

"It goes without saying that when he is around, he is afraid of being scolded by him, and when he is not around, he wants him to be there, even if he is standing aside.

"Yes, yes, I feel the same way, why do you think so?"

The instructor above was talking about the instructor, and the female soldiers in the back row were whispering about the female soldiers.

Yang Jia heard this group of people chattering nearby, and couldn't help interjecting: "Why is this happening? The girl is pregnant.

Liu Kejia couldn't hold back and laughed softly. In fact, she also felt this way, but she would never admit it.

"The back row, what are you doing in the department! Do you still have a little discipline?"

It turned out that other people had already started to gather around. Instructor Huang found out that the few people behind were still chatting, and roared angrily.

A few people in the back row quickly followed the team and heard Instructor Luo explaining the names of these cosmetics and how to use them.

Suddenly there was a roar, "Stop, stop, why don't you pick it up and wipe it off one by one! Have I started to demonstrate?" Huang Yongchun's voice was still so impatient.

Several female soldiers who were trembling from Huang Yongchun's yelling hurriedly dropped the tools in their hands.

Luo Tong glanced at the girls whose lipstick was only half applied, they were indeed a little pitiful.

He then kindly explained: "Girls, it seems that you really don't have any experience in makeup. This time we are wearing urban beauty makeup. This needs to be washed beforehand, otherwise it will get powdery. Let me finish the introduction first." I'll let you wash the tools again."

Those female soldiers who were scolded suddenly, felt a little bit aggrieved after hearing Luo Tong's words, their hearts warmed up, and their expressions eased a lot.

Liu Kejia stepped forward to hold the hand of one of them and comforted him: "Xiaoying, don't take it to heart, Instructor Huang is a straight man, just like Instructor Ling Feng."

A few people laughed a little.

"That's different, Instructor Ling has more money than his teacher!"

"That's right, there are straight men in the military camp, and it's normal for straight women, but it's true that there are two different situations.

In fact, the two elders taught makeup, which was against harmony, but there were also a group of female soldiers who had never been exposed to makeup in the barracks, so they didn't think there was anything wrong.

After one hour, everyone managed to get out of it, but the white was white, and the light was light.

Li Xiaolan smacked her mouth in satisfaction, and when she looked up, she saw Liu Kejia's nondescript and disobedient expression, and said with a smile, "Kejia, why are your left and right eyebrows raised up and down?"

Liu Kejia took a look in the mirror, and it seemed to be true, "Pfft... Even she couldn't help laughing.

Yang Jia was even more frightening. She had done a good job of makeup, but she wanted to challenge herself with a smoky makeup.

"Instructor, how do I unload this..."

Huang Yongchun passed by Yang Jia's side and was pulled over by Yang Jia. He fixed his eyes and was almost shocked.

"Oh my god! I was scared to death by you. Who taught you to turn this face into a dead person? Those who didn't know thought it was haunted in broad daylight."

Everyone was immersed in the small world in their own mirrors, but they were attracted by the instructor's loud response.

The exaggeration is that a gust of wind happened to blow, and a layer of powder was blown off Yang Jia's face...

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha.

"Yang Jia, did you just come back from fighting a forest fire?"

Yang Jia herself saw this embarrassing scene in the mirror, and heard everyone laughing at her, and retorted.

"What are you laughing at, don't all of you urban beauties turn into village girls!"

I saw her sitting down, throwing down the mirror and saying in a deep voice: "Fuck, I knew I wouldn't challenge some smoky makeup!".