Dawn Redemption

He is 21 years old.

It never occurred to Fern that someone would still miss his birthday.But today he clearly received a gift, a black forest cake.The rich aroma of chocolate is still lingering in his lips and teeth.

When he was eating, there were some chocolate crumbs on the corner of his mouth, so Noah naturally came over to help him lick it off. Of course, he "licked" for 10 to [-] minutes, and finally Noah finally Symbolically rubbing the corner of his mouth with a finger.

When Finn asked him where this thing came from, Noah said: "It's a little bit of abuse of power."

As a result, his mood was extremely happy. Who would have thought that he would still be immersed in the bottom of sadness in his life a month ago.His usual steady pace couldn't help but become brisk, and he pushed open the door of the bedroom.Those guys were eagerly discussing something, and as soon as they saw Finn, they quickly pulled him in to participate in the discussion.

After listening to them chattering for a while, Fein realized that there would be another shooting competition in the battalion in a few days.This cup, which has the weird name of "Warsaw Goose Cup" but has no trophy, has no fixed cycle. Maybe two soldiers will decide to hold one session when they are constipated and squatting for a while.Sign up for the competition on an individual basis, but at the same time compete among teams.The prizes for the winners are also jointly raised by everyone. In addition to general supplies, sometimes there are watches or leather shoes.Better yet, people place bets at the opening weeks before the game and write the odds big on the bulletin board.

"You didn't come back, so we decided to help you sign up." Rudy said.

"Okay." Fein nodded, he does not reject such entertainment activities, and will participate in every previous session.Although he has never won a championship, his ranking is always in the top few.

"With this guy here, why don't you worry about winning the prize?" Marcus put his arms around Jonas' neck and rubbed his straw-blond hair fiercely. He didn't swallow the rum and almost died suddenly on the spot.

"Okay, but everyone still has to work hard." Finn showed his captain's demeanor and stretched out a hand, and the other five clapped his hands with crisp sounds.

"For the team's honor and alcohol and tobacco, fuck it!"