From the wireless headset, T6 laughed so badly. "Captain, we have something very, very interesting. I will tell you when I come back. Hahaha, I can laugh for a year! No, it's our brother who came here. You can laugh for a year."
"Sandstorm strikes, return to the team quickly!"
Xia Jinyuan didn’t smile. The high-speed dust storm covered the sky and covered the sun. They happened to be at the tightening bottleneck position. It is very likely that the sandstorm would turn into a tornado sandstorm, and the sandstorms in the Gobi and the desert could be so powerful. Fly cattle, sheep, and people.
"Yes!"
The T6 laughed so badly a second ago that he put away his laughter, and said sternly: "The five cars will return to the team immediately!"
"Return to the team! The sandstorm is coming! All of them, return to the team!"
The five cars were not far away, and soon they heard the sound of wheels running over the coarse gravel coming from the narrow brown hills. The five cars arrived and quickly drove away from the bottleneck of the Gobi.
When the fifth car returned to the team, Xia Jinyuan also asked clearly that it was not a spy, but a photographer who had obtained an access pass. His surname was Qin. It is estimated that he was a bit older, otherwise, where could he get the access pass for this military restricted area.
Xia Jinyuan was not afraid of a big background, but found it troublesome.
While driving, he tightened his brows and said: "It is not convenient for us to take her, and wait for the sandstorm to pass her back to her place." After a short pause, he said, "Find the nearest shelter from the wind."
Bringing an outsider is a big trouble for them. If it weren't for catching up with the sandstorm and letting them go on the spot, they wouldn't pay attention to where they should go.
But the dust storm came so coincidental that it was impossible for them to sit back and watch, and they could only lead the team first.
Ye Jian didn't pay much attention, these things were handled by the captain.
The T6 sitting in the co-pilot was still smiling at the moment, and his neck was red. "Captain, I told you that something really happened this time. The V8 was spotted by the photographer on the spot, in front of our brothers. There was a big scene of robbing a good man."
Xia Jinyuan came to a sudden stop on the spot. The terrain in front was not flat and the car was bumpy all the way. He suddenly came to a sudden stop, and the whole car crashed forward, and Ye Jian even planted his hands on the dangerous support. There is no knock on the dashboard baffle.
"What's the matter?" Xia Jinyuan, who turned black, increased the throttle again, and looked for a shelter nearby, "Is there no problem with identity verification?"
Don't blame Xia Jinyuan for being suspicious, why did he get entangled in V8
"Identity is confirmed and the documents are complete. As for what's going on, we didn't understand what was going on. Not to mention, it was pretty, and I somehow wrapped it in V8. E6 almost vomited blood, and now I'm still talking in my ear at that time. Why didn't he let him catch the girl, take a good chance, and give it to V8 for nothing."
T6 slapped his thighs and laughed wildly, while driving E6 looked resentful.
The back of the carriage was lively, and the seven special soldiers looked at each other, all of them lowered their heads, laughing until their stomachs cramped.
The poor V8 is dying...
"Sit farther, sit farther! Men and women... There is a difference between men and women, you are like this... I can't hold a gun. Grandma, I beg you, sit upright."
"You're still squeezing, you almost squeezed me out of the car!"
"Auntie, what do you want to do so that someone who faints can move like you? Stop pretending, I beg you."
"Brother, can I change positions with you? I have no place to sit."
"Don't hold my arm, you you you... let go! My gun, my gun!"