Wu Tian didn't want to talk for a moment. It was as if he wanted to turn his grief and indignation into an appetite. He ate the crayfish crazily, sucking on the taste of the crayfish's shell as he ate.
That scene was extremely satisfying.
"Old Wang, you have to be careful this time. The modern battlefield is hard to guard against." Wu Tian instructed Wang Zhigang earnestly.
"I will remember your teachings."
"Thank you, Old Wu!"
"With our relationship, there's no need to thank me. I have to thank you for inviting me out to eat crayfish."
Wu Tian teased Wang Zhigang.
"I'm telling you, I'm a negative example of the Army in the theater of operations. I might not even be here tomorrow."
After saying that, the two of them raised their glasses and downed their drinks.
"I say, Old Wu, aren't you being too pessimistic? Do you really have to do this?"
