The children all became the human body bulletproof of al-Qaeda elements. They waited until they boarded the plane and then pushed the children off the plane. Some children fell directly off the elevator and did not dare to cry even if the fall was painful. Speak out.
These children are all older and have a bit of judgment. They dare not cry or move. The more than two dozen children are all shrunk into a ball. The panic in his eyes... Ye Jian will never forget it for the rest of his life.
When an al-Qaeda member walked by with his head bowed, Ye Jian smelled... a faint mint breath, this is... She raised her eyes slightly, and she saw it in the faint indicator light on the ground of the runway. The corners of a mouth that looked like Junya so slightly pursed were graceful side faces.
He seemed to know that her gaze was falling, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a smile, and he took a hostage and boarded the plane with all al-Qaeda members.
When I saw G3 passing by, Ye Jian, who lowered his head, also had a faint smile in his eyes... She was all on the transport plane, and the K7 should be on it too.
After all the members boarded the plane, only Ye Jian and Petty were left. They pushed on the plane step by step. Ye Jian looked back slightly at the children who were out of control, and the scene she saw made her heart cruel. Trembles.
There is no child's innocence on those young faces, only the fear of danger in the face of adulthood. There is no bright color in their eyes, they are gray, and they seem to have no life.
"They are safe." The V8 who was holding Ye Jian boarding said softly, "Soon, it will be our battle, Ye Jian, I am looking forward to fighting with you."
There are not many special forces in the Snow Territory Brigade. They all know each other and often perform tasks together. The affairs of Ye Jian and Xia Jinyuan are well-known in the team.
Now that I have the opportunity to meet Ye Jian, V8 really doesn't want to miss it. He wants to see how amazing a girl can be recognized by G3!
Listening to his voice was full of interest in himself, Ye Jian raised his eyebrows, "I also look forward to what it feels like to join forces." On the battlefield, it seems like finding the goal of life, but returning to the classroom is less right. The passion of life.
Fighting side by side with them this time is also what she expects.
"There are a total of 30 bullets here. The source of ammunition is sufficient, but the whole fuselage cannot be screened." Having reached the last step of the elevator, V8 once again stuffed a magazine and a handful into Ye Jian's pocket. The very small Swiss army dagger was placed in Ye Jian's hand: "The rope was cut with a knife, and the plane would circle around the runway for about five minutes, and the operation would be fully launched within five minutes."
All the children stayed in the car, only Ye Jian and Petty were taken on the transport plane.
Pabel could not have imagined in her dream that five Chinese special forces had been mixed in her personnel, and five of the crew members on the transport plane who were responsible for steering the plane were five elite Pakistani government forces.
As the lift of the transport plane closed, Ye Jian saw more than two dozen Al-Qaeda members starting to scream with guns.
"Be careful with the guns in your hands. Now all you need to do is put all the guns in your hands, and don't let the bullets go off and damage our plane." Chetivozhkov laughed, and he kept a very long one. His beard and his eyes burst fiercely, sweeping across the cabin, and finally fell on the face of the Chinese girl Ye Jian who was sitting behind him, and laughed louder.