Chapter 995

The pigeon listened to his brother grinding his teeth behind his back and said with a low smile: "brother, you did walk in the dog's luck and meet st and the government, which made you rest for a few days. But... "

Several figures passed by, the pigeon shuddered, and the hand pressed down to indicate that K7 was hidden.

The running st army was wearing military boots. In the dim sky, pigeons narrowed their eyes, lowered their heads and raised their mouths. "When the government army came in, it looks like they will carry it back with St. Brother, there's no chance for you to think about sacrifice. "

"When did I say I wanted to die?" K7 pressed down the itch of the throat and eyes, and then pushed his fist to the top of the Adam's apple to completely compress the itch that he wanted to cough out. "With this life, I have a lot of things to do."

The consciousness of sacrifice doesn't mean that we must sacrifice. The country's cultivation of you doesn't make you think about sacrifice all the time. Even if there is a trace of life for the captured, we need to do our best to survive.

K7 never gave up on itself, but never wanted to let his comrades come back.

So, when you hear the familiar signal sound, the whole brain thinking has so three seconds of fragments It's all in St! Why send false information? Because I know that I have entered ST's base!

I didn't expect that the information was sent, and people took it!

"That's what it's called! I'm dying. We'll run for nothing. " The pigeon gestured K7 to stare at the window, and he went to the door to deal with it.

Someone's coming to them, and they're fucking lighting up.

The footsteps stepped on the door. The pigeon behind the door breathed softly. It was dangerous The place they hide is not a good place. There are several corpses in it.

The window is the best watching position. The pigeon who has been relieved of the alarm returns to K7. Just after taking a breath, K7's cold voice rubbed his ear and said, "how many brothers have come?"

"Plus the leaflets, not many, not many, but seven. J5 has a little back, hurt the buttock and below, and 14 stitches have been sewn on the ligament of thigh. He's going to die, he's going to come, and he's left to take care of his brother. He's going to be knocked out with a backhand. " The pigeon who answered in the dark kept staring at the outside. In the dark room, his eyes seemed to burst out with cold light. "Don't leave, don't give up, brother. We swore to the war flag, but there was no blood alliance."

K7 smiled. In the dark, he finally smiled. It was not the indifference of a little hook on the corner of his mouth, but the smile from the bottom of his heart, "never leave, never give up, thank you brother."

The road is rugged, the mountain is high, the road is dangerous, the deep foot is shallow, and the trek comes with the determination like the top of the snow mountain. I'm not afraid that I'll die in another country, just for the oath I once made under the banner of war.

Thank you! A lifelong comrade in arms, thank you! A lifetime brother!

The pigeon turned to smile at K7, and its low voice fell into a low and affectionate tone, "thank you, we call life and death together, do you understand! Thank you very much. Thank you very much after you go out. This little girl... " Pigeon paused, as if thinking about how to describe Ye Jian. After thinking for a while, he came up with a sentence, "this little girl is not simple."

In what language? Even if the sentence is gorgeous, it can't be described! No matter how many words you say, you can't express your appreciation for her. You can only express your thoughts in three simple words.

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