The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Ye Jian had always chosen to agree with Xia Jinyuan's deployment, even G3 and they all agreed, so what objection did she have? His arrangement is indeed very good, protecting Lao Guan's wife is also what she thinks in her heart.

With the intimacy of the day, Ye Jian, who slowly let go of the shackles in her heart, shook his slender and strong hand, and smiled lightly, "Don't be afraid, we have guns, we have people, this is our country, I'm not afraid."

With you by my side, I don't have to be afraid.

"The number of people I know is about six, and there are about five more after one is cleared in the hospital. The odds of winning two against five are great." Xia Jinyuan talked about the situation he found out and what G3 learned, " The five of them don’t have heavy weapons in their hands, they mainly use pistols like us. We are used to fighting at night, and they are also used to fighting at night, and the real battle of the little foxes begins.”

Ye Jian's eyebrows were raised. After a fight, her bloody character had already been aroused. There was a soldier's coldness between her raised eyebrows, and even the words she uttered were tinged with gunpowder smoke. "I'm looking forward to it, and I want to solve them even more."

If the citizens of our country are harmed and the lost lives are irretrievable, then use their blood to pay homage to the lost lives!

The mountains in the night are extraordinarily quiet, even if a night bird flaps its wings, it is still a kind of tranquility to tell.

The car didn't drive into the mountains, but stopped at the place Xia Jinyuan had chosen to hide the car. As the car turned off, the phone vibrated a bit loudly. Xia Jinyuan took a look at the call and immediately picked it up, "Brother Zi."

"The people dealt with it, and the cremation was turned into ashes and sprinkled directly in the river to feed the fish." Hou Zi was in the villa in Dalang Mountain, playing with a lighter in his hand, "Lao Liu, brother Zi really left with you this time, you You have to come back here.”

Xia Jinyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said indifferently: "Xia Yiwei is waiting for Brother Zi to pass by, you should be able to go and snatch the kiss back now, the place is at the old place where you dated by the river. However, Brother Zi, if you are still in Dalang Shan, I wonder if the time can catch up?"

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There was only a beeping sound on the phone. When Xia Jinyuan and Ye Jian fled into the night, a huge explosion sounded from the kitchen of Houzi's personal villa in Dalang Mountain. Not only did the kitchen blow up, but a huge explosion exploded under the kitchen. Deep pit, half of the villa was blown up.

The huge shock shocked the ground, and all the birds in Dalang Mountain flew together, and the whole Dalang Mountain seemed to wake up in the middle of the night.

Birds returning home will flutter their wings and fly away with just a little wind and grass, and pheasants in the bushes also only need a little movement to be disturbed, and they will immediately make a "cuckoo" sound.

Ye Jian, who didn't walk along the mountain road, followed Xia Jinyuan one by one and quickly rushed towards the abandoned houses in the mountain. They climbed the mountain for two hours and were only two kilometers away from the goal.

The light was dim, and there were crows and birds screaming "Wow", Ye Jian stopped in the dim night, and she smelled the breath of a third person in the night.

It rained a few days ago, and it was autumn again. The dense forest was filled with the smell of decaying vegetation. Ye Jian smelled this smell all the way, and was very sensitive to the sudden intrusion of strange smells.

He gently pulled Xia Jinyuan's clothes, gestured to him who immediately turned his head, and pointed in the direction of four o'clock.

Tell him that there are people in the direction of the two of them at four o'clock.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the two exchanged gestures and passed through the bushes without a sound. Stepping on the leaves was like stepping on a sponge without making a sound, and the leaves and branches didn't even touch each other. The figure was like a shadow Swept in the direction of four o'clock.