Led by the squad leaders, 31 figures rushed into the snowy winter night.
Pigeon looked at Azure Bird's figure as she blended into the darkness with the male soldiers. He said thoughtfully, "Q King, can she really grind the edges of these proud fellows? I'm afraid they'll suppress even more resentment."
They couldn't even compare to a female soldier. They had to watch their comrades lose to a female soldier every day. How could they not feel frustrated?
"I don't know, but I have to try." Xia Jinyuan yawned and rubbed his eyes. He was a little tired, so he grabbed the snow from the ground and rubbed it hard until it turned into a snowball. He rolled it back and forth on his face.
Pigeon frowned. He seemed to have something to say, but he didn't know what to say.
