The young soldier's face was covered with camouflage paint, yet it couldn't hide the astonishment and worry on his face. "We've come all the way to these remote mountains for special training, so how could we still run into nearby villagers? Is this lucky or unlucky?"
Lin Deng had already lost his ability to form words due to sheer shock. He kept rubbing his eyes and blinking, looking at the woman joking with the children over there. Turning to his comrades, he said, "Could you hit me twice? See if I'm blind."
"Captain, are you crazy?" The young soldier was startled, but seeing his captain was serious, he really raised his fist and punched him.
"Ouch." Lin Deng stood up abruptly, "Not dreaming, and not blind either!"
