Early the next morning, Wang Jialiang also woke up from his drunken state. Ding Xiaoyi chatted with him. Wang Jialiang wanted to go back to the military camp, but Mr. Li objected to his return to the military camp. He took out a transfer order from his sleeve and handed it to him.

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"Special Combat Camp???"

Looking at the transfer order in his hand, Wang Jialiang looked at Mr. Li with a confused expression, wondering why the old man still carried his transfer order.

What's even more strange is that I have never heard of any special combat camp.

Why did you rush over to be the deputy battalion commander?

"This matter has been decided a long time ago. You can go directly to this place to report. Besides...the battalion commander is your cousin Wang Zhao."

"Who?? Wang Zhao?"

The expression on Wang Jialiang's face was uglier than eating two bitter melons.

No wonder he looked so ugly, after all, he was his cousin. Whenever he thought about the scene of him performing cross-dressing in front of Wang Zhao, goosebumps stood up all over his body.
Chapter completed!