Chapter 565

Pakistan, capital, Fort * *.

The broad asphalt roads and modern FRP tall buildings are mixed with numerous religious buildings, which are different from people's imagination that the city is in a state of chaos. In this distortion, the ancient religion and modernization are blended together in a strange harmony.

However, on most roads, men and women of all skin colors can be seen. Most of them are wearing camouflage clothes. Even at a glance, they can see some bulges at the waist. Both men and women are very strong, perhaps not as good as the bodybuilding champion, but they are like the most agile panther, often at a glance, they can make passers-by feel cold.

That's murderous.

He's got a real murderous hand.

No one would be stupid to fight here, because the civil strife in the Middle East came from Pakistan and Israel. The whole Arab countries started a bloody war for hundreds of years for the holy city of Jerusalem.

Here, foreigners, perhaps at will to provoke, encounter the king of a country, no one is worse than who, so, * fort in the smoke of gunfire, actually highlights a kind of relative peace.

"Shit In a high-end hotel near the center of the city, a woman with short hair gently scolded and withdrew her finger from the shutter: "it's Engel's man. They're here, too. "

Authentic Chinese.

"The German Engel army?" Behind her, sat six men, plus her, a total of seven people, all Asian, all wearing camouflage clothes.

A thin man lying on the bed showed his black vest in the open camouflage. He took off a gun like a toy and quickly put it on. He said faintly: "tough opponent, they should be number one in the forest fight?"

This is not an ordinary camouflage, but a specially made one. Ordinary infrared scanning can't scan them. This dress alone is valuable.

But he didn't look very well.

"First? J8! Have you ever asked me! "

"Bang!" A chair was kicked over, and a man with a full face and beard, who looked twenty-nine and had a rough face, spoke fluent Chinese with some northeast flavor and said: "Xiao Lingzi, you are still in the mood to see others! Do you know how long we've been waiting? "

"Five days! Damn it! Who the hell has such a big shelf! A recruit! Just graduated from southwest special forces training department, who the hell is backstage? How dare you put our bayonet on it? "

"Which one of us is not top-notch in related majors? A rookie who has never heard of such a thing will put a bayonet in it! 艹! Why! Who is he He lit a cigarette fiercely: "last day! I'll wait for the last day! Who cares, I won't buy it! "

"Go out and smoke." Sitting on the sofa, is a gentle man wearing glasses, camouflage clothes on him, there is a trace of discord. A silver knife flies in his hand. It looks like a slender finger, but it can't hurt him at all: "don't lose your cool. This special soldier named Xu Feng has a blank background. Maybe..."

"No, maybe." In the middle of the sofa sat a tall man. Looking young, but very calm, he also lit a cigarette, but the man with glasses only looked at it, but did not speak.

"Without a sense of time, bayonets never need such people." The man is about 1.9 meters, handsome, with a rough, biting cigarette butts: "I stay for him, just let him know that the bayonet will never let him in, give an account to the people behind him."

The Northeast man, who spoke before, just snorted. He put his hands on the sofa and gasped for breath, but his eyes wandered on the cigarette on the man's mouth. After a few seconds, he took the cigarette from the other side like lightning, took a deep puff, and looked as if he had come to life.

The glasses man frowned and pushed his glasses, saying nothing.

"Chuge is right. We can't be burdensome. " The short haired women sit back. If they observe carefully, they will find that all of them are far away from the windows and doors, with solid walls behind them, which has almost become their instinct: "the bayonet is directly under the general staff, one of the five strongest special forces in China, who is not the king of the soldiers? But in this way, we have to go through special training when we come in. Why doesn't he need it? "

"I don't agree!" The man took a hard puff and puffed out a cigarette ring, and said, "Mom, how dare you put people in the bayonet now? When I go back, I'll write my resignation and put a bird in it! "

"That's also about going back." Glasses man is still insipid: "no matter how we refuse him, we always have to say it to the people behind him. We can't find out the background. Xu Feng has a big background. We have to give him some face. "

"Go back?" The man pressed out the cigarette end: "when he comes, I'll let him know that not everyone can get in here, and dare to be five days late? Well"Dong Dong..." at this moment, the knock on the door rang out, and everyone seemed to have a soul in their heart. All the rooms were silent.

The handsome man on the sofa nodded to the man with glasses. The other side immediately turned on the computer knowingly and moved his fingers like flying. However, there was no sound and the computer didn't have any light. Countless numbers were reflected in his glasses.

Five seconds later, the computer connected, showing the door, a tall man about 1.85 meters, dressed in the same camouflage, is leaning against the wall, leisurely knocking on the door.

Damn it! As soon as he raised his eyebrows, he was ready to scold,

"Who." Finally, the man sitting on the sofa opened his mouth, their eyes he qiminrui, a glance to see that Fang Zheng is a blank in the information of Xu Feng.

“D-3187。” Xu Yangyi smiles bitterly and shakes his head. Unexpectedly, he can relate to mortals. But Jerusalem, without that, he can't get in.

In the eyes of all the people in the room, this bitter smile made them angry.

You're right?

Bayonet is the face of Chinese special forces, how many people want to enter. Now you have to parachute, we don't say anything, do you mean you don't want to come?

It's a few days late, and all the arrangements are disrupted by you alone. Is that the attitude?

But nobody said anything.

The man with glasses winked at the handsome man. Then the man rushed out and opened the door. PI xiaorou let the other party in without a smile.

Xu Yangyi is with a thousand illusions, just entered the room, his eyes swept a circle, but immediately stopped in the middle of the face.

He never expected to see each other here.

But... No!

What about each other's aura?

The other side's qualification is not low. Where is his aura?

It's absolutely impossible that he can't feel it. His realm in China is all top-notch characters. How can he not feel the aura of the other party?

There is only one possibility

He clenched his fists at the thought of this possibility.

"You're angry." Declarative sentences. The man with glasses stood up. In everyone's eyes, there was no friendliness to see brothers at all, but a kind of undisguised pickiness, exclusion, and a touch of hidden anger.

"No Xu Yangyi looked, seven people, the room is full, no one got up to let him sit.

Forget it, just mortals.

Among these people, only he can make himself valued.

"You know team Chu." Glasses man pushed glasses, continue to say affirmatively: "have Festival?"

Xu Yangyi was silent for a few seconds: "acquaintance."

Acquaintances?

Everyone looked at the handsome man, Chu team also Leng Leng, he is sure not to know this man.

But... His eyes fell on each other's buttons in an instant.

Observation is the most basic essence of special forces. On the other side's collar, there is a button, and... This feeling, he is very familiar with!

At that time... It was he who handed this thing to a man himself

A man who... Everyone thinks is dead!

"Why?" Xu Yangyi saw each other's eyes, immediately understood that the other party also had some guesses, said with a smile: "do not welcome me?"

"Chu Zhaonan?"

"Brush!" Chu Zhaonan stood up, and everyone was surprised to find that the Chu team, who had never been in a good mood, was shaking slightly now. He didn't know whether he was excited or excited, and his fists were all clasping.

"It's... You?"

Chu Zhaonan can't believe it!

Is that him?

Is it really him?

The one who left countless memories and convinced himself?

No... it's impossible. Didn't the other party disappear? How is it possible to be here?

"Whoever you are!" Chu Zhaonan has not finished, the big man has stood over, he felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable. Who doesn't believe in Chu? As a result, the other side should be friendly to an outsider?

Or an outsider who is so late!

"Recruits! Do you know how late you are He looked at Xu Yangyi fiercely, his muscles gently stirred one by one, and his body slightly twisted for convenience: "what's the matter? Why don't you give your brother a story? "Xu Yangyi frowned and took a serious look at the others.

Everyone who looks at the ceiling and drinks tea is indifferent to this scene.

"I apologize." He said sincerely, "it's urgent. I didn't expect the delay to be so long."

"Apology?" After a few seconds, he suddenly looked down at Xu Yangyi and said, "excuse me? Just apologize? "

"We set it to every second! Do you know the danger that one more day will expose us! Do you think this mission is easy?! This is a super-a mission, or do you think you can see us? "

In the army, new people must be polished. This is the practice.

Xu Yangyi thought, "I sincerely apologize."

It's so reasonable that people in the room don't know what to say. The men who play with guns all raise their heads in surprise, with a few words clearly written in their eyes: is this man insane?

The name of the bayonet can not be unknown to the other party. It is a military practice for a recruit to bow his head when he comes to the bayonet. This guy... Is he here to be a prick?

The big man was stunned. Then he laughed angrily, lit a cigarette, and vomited to Xu Yangyi's head: "cow, really J8 cow."

"I haven't seen such a powerful recruit for years."