"Girl, if you can speak Tibetan, you go, it's really appropriate, but you won't." Principal Chen took the medicine and smiled: "I have been discharged from the army for so many years, and I don't have the spirit of your young soldiers. Girl Jane first cooperated with the Xia team to get rid of the outsiders. Everything is under the command of the Xia team."
No matter what kind of battle it is, when the battle plan is finished, the commander is the soul of the battle, and he must obey, and he must not make claims.
Xia Jinyuan could see that Ye Jian was very worried about going in alone. Facing the fierce Principal Chen, he whispered: "Don't worry, we have a way to get the people inside. Uncle Chen going in is equivalent to protecting the hostages inside."
He said that, Ye Jian's heart was a little settled,... It seemed that they had a plan.
This is a secret battle without any trouble. Principal Chen brought Uncle Cizha to his waist and began to notify the Tibetans who had already fallen asleep.
There are only six tents recently. After the awakened Tibetans heard what was going on, they picked up a fork gun, one of the three treasures of Tibetan soldiers, to fight a decisive battle with the mercenaries who dared to hurt the herdsmen in the village.
The herdsmen are bloody, if it wasn't for Uncle Cizha who was a Tibetan soldier, there would be no way to stop him.
Principal Chen put on Tibetan clothes and a hat. He looked no different from Tibetans. In addition, he was able to speak fluent Tibetan. In the breath of G3 and their slightly held breath, the pace was calm and world-class. The sniper approached the tent.
Principal Chen, who was standing outside the tent, raised his voice, without a trace of timidity.
K7 became an interpreter, translating Principal Chen's words in a low voice, "Is Dema? You asked me to bring back the medicine. I came back so late and I ran into the snow wolf at night and almost lost my life. Fortunately, the fork gun on my body made me come back alive."
After the translation, K7 said in a low voice: "Is this a master, is the frontline Tibetan soldier retired? I have already entered, really amazing!"
There are two meanings in one sentence. First, I came here to deliver the medicine because I was late. Second, the fork gun in my hand can still fight Snow Wolf.
Therefore, K7 is said to be a master talker.
After Xia Jinyuan heard this, he smiled softly at Ye Jian: "Uncle Chen goes out and all the brothers admire it. Little Fox, we don't have much time. Within five minutes, we will get rid of the first two. How?"
The shorter they were outside to solve the problem, the better the safety of Principal Chen could be guaranteed. Naturally, Ye Jian hoped to solve it as soon as possible.
The snow and wind in the no-man’s land are blowing against the snow-capped mountains. At night, the wind sounds like monsters roaring, sending out power that makes people tremble.
That is to say, this kind of wind not only hides the sound of walking footsteps, but also brings the bloody blood to him.
It was the blood of the Tibetan Mastiff. They didn't know what method they used to kill the Tibetan Mastiff. Ye Jian couldn't help but clenched his lower lip when he heard the sound of the stone falling.
In the night vision goggles, Xia Jinyuan, who had been observed, quietly attached to Ye Jian’s ears, a faint mint breath filled with the smell of a man, covering her, "I am on the right, you are on the left, let's shoot together."
He stretched his fisted hand between the two of them, Ye Jian's mouth curled up, and his fist stretched out..., the big fist and the small fist touched lightly, the two were divided into the left and right sides, and one of them had a military multifunctional hand. The bayonet outflanked it.
What the two of them had to do was silently settle the two mercenaries who were about to return.