"How about it, I said Ye Jian is interesting." V8 raised his hand, put it on the pigeon's shoulder, and smiled until the white teeth looked like animal teeth in the pale sky. It's okay not to smile, but to laugh The V8 has a beastly ferocity to it.

Looking at Ye Jian again for a while, the pigeon smiled and said, "It's really interesting."

"The pigeon is a literary soldier who turned into a special soldier. At that time, he joined the army because he had a good voice. After singing a song, he became a literary soldier." Xia Jinyuan, who was by his side, noticed that Ye Jian was surprised by his voice. It took a year to return to the position I wanted.”

In the army, he first became an art soldier and then a special soldier, and became the most incredible member of the Xueyu brigade across arms.

That was really unbelievable, Ye Jian pursed her lips and laughed.

"That's my dark history. I applied to go to the frontier, but my own voice made a fool of me. When I received the notice of enlistment, my parents laughed and I cried..." Pigeon is talkative, and he is an assaulter, Demoman, Ye Jian didn't know him, but he had heard of Ye Jian, so there was no strangeness in the conversation.

The rest of the comrades-in-arms had seen each other before, and even fought side by side. When they met again, they punched and punched Ye Jian.

At 5:30, the small county town was still sleeping, and even the street lights in the narrow streets were on one by one, making the whole small county town even more silent, as if the night had just begun.

The sound of trucks came from far away, breaking the silence of the station from far away.

"The car is coming, cover Ye Jian to get in the car!" Xia Jinyuan slightly raised his hand, G3 unscrewed the travel bag at a few speeds, and ran over with the truck that flashed its signal light three times.

They ran staggeringly, as if they were not awake, and the speed was not very fast, which caused the driver in the truck to curse.

Now the identities of the few people are smugglers who are daring and want to make money in the war. I have seen many truck drivers of this kind of people. When I saw them, I came over to count the points. After taking the money from Xia Jinyuan, I pointed to the truck and said arrogantly: "In the middle There is a place for you six, listen, don't move my goods, do you hear me!"

Chinese is jerky, and you can tell you are a local just by listening to your accent.

All six of them whispered cautiously, "We know, we know."

The bearded driver glanced at the six with what he thought were fierce eyes, and made a soft "hum" in his nose.

Until the truck started driving again, the driver didn't notice that there was an extra person on board, and headed towards Princess Castle while it was still dark.

"We went to Operation Storm with a total of eight comrades in arms. K7 was captured, J5 was injured and hospitalized, and now the six of us and you are going to ST." Xia Jinyuan first told Ye Jian the number of people in the last operation, and then laid out a map. On the nylon bag that knew what it contained, he pointed to the combat map and said: "From here, follow the China-Pakistan Highway 60 kilometers into the ancient Karachi Mountains. There is a border post in the middle. We need to avoid here."

"After exiting the mountain pass of the ancient Karachi mountains, the car directly crossed the icy river, arrived at Princess Fort 30 kilometers, and then entered the Wakhan Corridor." As Xia Jinyuan pointed out the route one by one, the six people looked dignified, and Wakhan The corridor is their only access.

"The Wakhan Corridor is about 400 kilometers long. The truck driver can only send us out of the 100-kilometer Wakhan Corridor that belongs to China. We need to find our own way for the remaining 300 kilometers."

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