Put down the whip, pick up the gun

"General, the whip, the military whip is coming!"
At this time, a soldier ran over nervously and handed the military whip to Marion Ovlia with both hands. There was a sharp iron wire on the whip. One whip would definitely tear a person's skin and flesh.
"Captain Zheng, are you ready?"
Marion Ovlia took the military whip and looked at Zheng Song coldly.
"No, no, no, why are you whipping me? Kuanglong, we don't interfere with each other. You don't have to force me. I'm just following...