The wind on the cliff was screaming. Ye Jian, who was crawling all over his body, didn’t hear the voices in the carriage, and moved little by little. Everyone’s only left and right sides were ascertained. The light illuminates her figure, and every crawling brings a tremor of the carriage, which makes everyone standing tighten their heartstrings.
"Climb slowly, the focus spreads, and be steady." The Tibetan soldier occasionally reminded that he was naturally afraid that the carriage would be out of balance and would drop the living people off the cliff together.
Ye Jian nodded lightly, then took a deep breath and moved to the edge of the car little by little.
The axles of the carriage made a "creaking" sound, even if the sound was extremely soft, it fell into the ears but it was very clear. Hearing such a sound, even the heartbeat would make a few beats.
"I didn't dare to look." Liu Yuan, who raised her hand half-shrouded and said with a trembling, turned her back to the car, and covered her ears for fear of hearing bad noises.
Wei Jiayue stood there for a while, seeing the woman who was stronger than them by many times, and brought the female soldier who was all concerned by the men present close to the edge of the carriage, she closed her mouth and turned silently.
"Already moved to the far side, half of her head stuck out of the carriage." She said softly, and she heard Liu Yuan gasp severely, shocked by the courage of the female soldier.
Such female soldiers who are not afraid of sacrifice are the first time they see each other.
The sky is dotted with cold stars, and the north wind whizzes along the road. It blows from the mountains that have never known how many years it has stood. It is like thousands of soldiers and horses crossing the border, and there is a tremor in the hearts of people who are blowing.
Snowy night marching on the plateau is a common thing for members of the Snowy Brigade. Every year they will have Xueyue marching training. They set off at dawn on the first day and walked to dawn on the next day. They will only take a short rest in the middle and then again. leave.
This time it was done. The patrol plane also sent them to the Kuda military station. The military station learned that they were also rescuers. He was so happy that another truck came up immediately. After waiting for three hours, they finally jumped onto the truck. Without a car guide, Xia Jinyuan personally drove directly to Mazadaban.
"At this speed, only our King Q dared to drive out, and only we dared to sit!" Han Zheng, who was bumped to the body like sitting on a spring, spoke swayingly, maintaining an inexplicable smile and comrades-in-arms throughout the process. We communicate.
G3 glanced at him a few times, every time he wanted to ask him what he needed to laugh, but every time he looked at the picture of Z7, waiting for you to ask, he patiently endured it.
The inexplicable smile on Z7's face started when King Q knew the specific names of the people in the art troupe, so the reason for his lack of laughter was this list.
Is it possible that there are female soldiers he likes in the written work troupe? So laughed all the way
There is a possibility!
In this way, G3 will not ask at all. He is the only one in the car to confirm the relationship, and the girlfriend who plans to get married next year, the rest are bachelors. King Q didn't choose a married man or a comrade-in-arms who had a target. He would never choose him. It was only because of his driving skill that he was selected.
It doesn't count as if Han Zheng was holding a smile alone, and humming a song in his mouth, the more he watched, the more he felt like going to meet his beloved girl.
G3 touched V8's shoulder, raised his chin to the opposite Han Zheng, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that there are acquaintances he knows in the art troupe. The smile on his face has never stopped."