In the last days, I became the young former commander

"????? We have at least twenty cabinets of wine storage?"

Mo Yin opened his eyes wide.

"Yes, I found the matching number of empty wine bottles."

"A91!!!!"

Mo Yin slapped the table heavily.

"Huh? Looking for me...for what? Commander..."

A-91 staggered to Moyin's desk while holding on to the desk.

"You! You actually, actually drank the three-month supply of drinks at once??"

"Hey hey, what? It's just so much wine.. Will it last three months? Ugh!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, A-91 suddenly covered his mouth, and his body crookedly fell on Mo Yin's body, and then a large amount of warm liquid sprayed on Mo Yin's body.

The sound made by A-91 attracted the attention of all tactical dolls in the restaurant area.

"It's...too miserable."

G11 spit out a few words blankly.

"You...you bastard..."

Moyin, who was spat all over, turned his head to look at A-91 with twitching corners of his mouth.

"Well, I'm sorry, I drank a little too much...I, I'm really sorry, how about I give you...a shot right as an apology?"

A-91 asked drunkenly.

"...Don't even think about drinking a drop of wine this week."

Throwing down a word coldly, Mo Yin, whose hair was full of black lines, walked towards the bathroom.

"Ah?? Wait, Commander, we...we have something to talk about...don't go, don't break my drink!"

Just as A-91 was rushing towards Moyin's leaving figure, a pair of boots suddenly struck at a high speed, A-91's pupils shrank, and his hands were crossed in front of him.

A loud bang sounded.

Then A-91 was kicked five meters, knocking over a dining table.

"If you do such a disrespectful behavior to the master again, I will break your limbs."

After leaving a word coldly, the agent quickly caught up with Mo Yin.

"Wow, this tactical doll is really poisonous... This is too much."

Sten looked at A-91 who was struggling to get up speechlessly. He discussed in a low voice.

"Yeah, fortunately, the commander has a better temper. If it were my former commander, he would have immediately issued an order to dismantle the fire control core and expel it."

"How did I get mixed up with this kind of guy?"

Shiliuge hugged her head and crawled under the table. She also heard a hint of anger from Moyin's cold voice just now, after all, no one would feel well if they were sprayed with vomit.

This time, I'm afraid I and A-91's punishment did not run away.

As soon as A-91 got up from the table, Huang lifted it up with his hands.

"A drunkard like you should go sober."

Huang dragged A-91 out of the car, and was directly pushed into the cold snow by A-91.

A-91's limbs struggled frantically in the snow, and was pulled out of the snow by Huang holding his head again when he was about to suffocate.

"Give me a good reflection and go to apologize to the commander, or I swear I will tear you apart from head to toe!"

Huang stared at A-91's face like an angry beast.

Even though he was still a little drunk, A-91 nodded obediently under Huang's terrifying coercion.

After half an hour.

After washing himself, Moyin changed into clean clothes and walked out of the bathroom area.

The filth vomited up by A-91 has been cleaned up.

Sixteen Gege still had a bunch of cleaning tools at hand, and when she saw Mo Yin, she immediately lowered her head pitifully like a child who made a mistake.

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And A-91 was also standing in the corner, looking at Moyin a little at a loss.

This look immediately made Mo Yin feel a surge of resentment, after all, he was vomited by some kind of disgusting torrent just now.

Even A91 is a beauty, but the contents of the stomach are the same.

"Okay, let's go get ready and leave in 10 minutes."

Mo Yin suppressed the anger in his heart, clapped his hands and gave the order.

He was afraid that if he looked at A-91 a few more times, he would want to go over and smash her head off.

"Commander... I... am very sorry, if you are really angry, just beat me up."

A-91 gritted his teeth, walked up to Moyin, and said.

"I've already ordered the punishment. You can't drink alcohol for a week. Remember what you did."

Moyin left a sentence and walked out of the caravan. He needed some fresh cold air.

"You, are you still angry?"

"Isn't that nonsense. Even if I have a good temper, I can't just pretend that nothing happened just after being vomited all over me. Don't talk to me today, let me be quiet."

"Oh, I see, I see."

A-91 nodded repeatedly.

After stepping out of the RV, a refreshing cold wind blew across the pavement, and Mo Yin felt a little better.

Soon, with the assistance of the tactical dolls, the sled team ran on the snow field again.

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Two days later.

Moyin, who finally left the snowfield area, came to a remote city.

"My God, I finally got out of that frozen hell."

M99 threw off the down jacket on his body, and bathed in the warm sunshine with a face full of enjoyment.

"Huh, I didn't expect my old bones to come out of that kind of scene alive. I'm almost suffering from arthritis."

Revolver Nagant also said in an old-fashioned way.

"Can tactical dolls get this disease..."

Moyin asked curiously.

"Of course, I've been in ketosis, and arthritis and stuff are normal, normal."

AA12 with a lollipop in his mouth walked up to Moyin and answered professionally.

"Also, is there enough lollipops? Do you want to add some?"

Mo Yin asked.

"Although there are still two days left, if you can give me a little more, I will be very happy."

AA12 touched his pocket, and then gave a reply.

"Then I'll give you some more, and I can replenish a lot of candy in the city."

MoBank took out a handful of lollipops and handed them to AA12.

"En! Thank you, Commander. If you stay up late, you can call me to accompany you... Well, although I feel that you have no chance to stay up late alone."

AA12 said happily.

"Yeah, Commander... Please give me a sip of wine, I have quit drinking for two days, and I have deeply reflected on my own problems..."

A91 rushed over and hugged Moyin's thigh tightly, begging bitterly.

"No, I want you to remember this lesson well!"

"Then you kill me, or I'll hold your leg all the time, and I won't let go until you give me a drink."

A91 said firmly.

"I said, why is your tactical doll a rogue..."

Moyin said with some headaches.

"I don't care, Commander, if you stop my drink, you will kill me..."

"Tsk tsk, then I'll give you a sip. Only one sip is allowed."

In the end, Moyin reluctantly took out a bottle of Erguotou and handed it to A91.

"Okay, I'll just take a sip."

A91 couldn't wait to snatch the Erguotou from Mo Yin's hand, quickly unscrewed the bottle cap, then raised his head and drank it.

Finally, when A91 put down the wine bottle, there was no drop of wine left in the glass bottle.

"What's your name!?"

Moyin stretched out his hand and pinched A91's cheek.

"Hahahaha, I didn't take a breath in the middle, this is obviously a mouthful, Commander."

A91 spoke forcefully.

"You, you... Let's do it like this today, you won't be able to vomit after drinking this little wine."

"Well, for the sake of being so kind, the commander, I'll find something good for you. I'm quite confident in my Oupai. Men often look up secretly."

As A91 said, he grabbed Moyin's hand and pressed it on his two cantaloupe.

"Oh, the feeling of containment...although I want to resist the urge to rub it, but it's so soft."

"Hey, come at any time when you want to be cured, just treat it as an apology from last time."

Speaking of flattering A91.

"Quick, that's enough, don't mention that matter... I'm almost in a psychological shadow."

At this moment, Moyin recalled the pain of being dominated by A91.

"Okay, okay, I won't mention it, Commander, why don't I make you something better, and you can bring me a bottle of the wine just now."

A91 said while drooling.

"Don't talk about it, this is punishment. If I let go so easily, what kind of punishment is it?"

Mo Yin withdrew his hand.

"Hey, don't go, it's fine if you don't touch the wine too much."

A91 grabbed Mo Yin's hand.

"This request is too strange...and even if I continue touching it, I won't give you any more wine today."

"It's okay, it's okay, I feel a little drunk when I'm touched, I think it's pretty good, since there's no wine, let's replace it like this."

. . . . . . . .

Moyin hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to the two soft cantaloupe.

"Tsk tsk tsk, is it true that a straight ball is better for the commander? 94, are you going to get in touch with our commander?"

AK12, who was hiding behind a big tree, asked while observing Moyin and A91.

"It'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 red face.

"Hey, you also have such an expression, what a surprise, I earned it."

AK12 said happily.