Want to play conspiracy theory? Let's play with each other "for a tooth for a tooth"!
After all, the conspiracy theories of the Chinese have condensed the essence of thousands of years of history. If you don't want to go back, you can't help but have annihilated the predecessors in the long river of history.
"It's not easy to come out. You can't let the other person down too much, right?" J5 standing up with the gun stretched out his hand, pulled Qin Xiu next to him, and said with a smile: "Ambassador, what do you think?"
"Everything is important to your arrangements." Qin Xiu smiled, he did not hold any opinions.
His faint voice fell, everyone reduced their smiles on their faces, and their mood was relaxed for a while and they entered a fighting situation.
Qin Xiu saw the special soldiers who were protecting him behind them, their auras suddenly changed, it was very cold, full of coldness.
Ye Jian is no exception, she has the same breath as a special soldier.
Ye Jian, who was in a combat state, had deep suffocation hidden in those dark eyes, and the thin wave of eyes was the last barrier to block the suffocation under his eyes, as if he blinked slightly, the suffocation surging out without hiding it. .
"Old V, give Ye Jian a handful of the micro (punch) under your seat cushion. I will take Ye Jian up the mountain first. Old K, after you two break." J5 tightened his hands on his riding gloves and took his motorcycle. The following micro (punch) is exchanged with V8.
When he was dealing with Xueying and the neighboring police, he consumed a lot of ammunition and needed to replenish ammunition to his comrades.
V8 opened the motorcycle seat neatly, took out a handful of folded micro (punch) and threw it into Ye Jian's arms, "Take good brother, I don't care about other things, just take the ambassador and rush forward. The charge is up to you. , Ye Jian."
The charge out of the city was Ye Jian as a striker, and K7 as a striker, which is still the case.
The difference is that Ye Jian rides a motorcycle with J5, while K7 rides a motorcycle with Xueying.
"Okay, no problem." Ye Jian took Wei "Chong" and smiled calmly: "Guaranteed to complete the task."
"Okay, check the equipment in the last three minutes, and set off immediately." J5 finally ordered, and the special forces of the Snowy Brigade were completing their pre-war preparations.
Ye Jian carried the well-loaded Wei (punch) back, and smiled at several people, faintly, like water blooming flowers, seemingly tender but strong, "Okay, you three drive well, I will fight with K7. Good cooperation!"
"Come on!" After the preparations were completed before the war, several people encouraged each other with one-handed high-five, which was also a kind of pre-war tacit understanding.
The closed iron door opened, a cannonball just exploded, and there was a burst of fire in the dark sky, Qin Xiu's gaze subconsciously looked in the direction of Ye Jian.
He saw Ye Jian looking up at the fire-colored sky, and the fire fell in her eyes, turning into a bloody color, and it also showed him that a soldier was fearless and fearless of sacrifice.
Qin Xiu, whose heart was trembling lightly, slowly retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and covered the dark surge in his eyes with the curtain of his eyes.
Ye Jian, who has entered the combat state in all aspects, is more dazzling and more eye-catching than during the day.
It was like a dazzling star falling into his arms, let him gently and quietly put it in his heart, and since then, because of her existence, his world has been brightened.
"Boom boom boom..."
With the sound of the motorcycle, V8 led Ye Jian to rush out of the room and headed towards the "road" stepped on by the smuggling in the mountains.
The three motorcycles are like a bow, and there is no swift arrow to turn back. Knowing that the dangers ahead are also roaring all the way, they will not change their decision regardless of whether they sacrificed or injured.