Han Jiaojiao watched as Zhan Rong left the courtyard, got in his car, and drove away. She stood at the doorway, muttering to herself, "I wonder if the old general thinks we're being ungrateful..."
"Who cares about him," Yan Xiao said, slurping down a couple more bites of noodles, completely indifferent.
"Let's find an opportunity to leave the base tomorrow and switch cars," Han Yi suddenly said.
They had arrived at the base in a station wagon, which was definitely not convenient for future missions; it would be best to switch it back for that HUMVEE.
"How about I go to the labor center this afternoon to see if there are any suitable tasks? This way, we have an excuse to leave the base," Xiao Jian suggested.
Lu Changyuan nodded in agreement, "I'll go with you; their task point system is quite interesting; I'd like to study it."