Li Xinian strides over to Ye Jian's side. "He knows you."
"Yes, I used to be in junior high school." Ye Jian looked at Fu Dong, who was in the whole team, and smiled and sighed, "it's too unexpected. I've met all my old classmates."
It turned out to be a junior high school classmate. It's easy to do. I'm afraid that I'll meet some acquaintances in the same village.
"Blue bird, your identity and the troops you serve are confidential," said Li, who has a dim eyes
"I understand." Ye Jian nods. She understands what Li Jinyan wants to tell herself. Like the snow area brigade, the identity of all the members of the storm commando team and which army they serve in are confidential. Even their families can't tell them.
But fortunately, Fu Dong didn't fully confirm himself. After all, he has graduated from junior high school for three and a half years.
"He didn't fully recognize me. He just looked familiar. When he shook hands to thank me, he would not join me, or when he passed, I would come back." Ye Jian didn't want to recognize her old classmates, let alone show off.
She is Ye Jian, a female soldier fighting for her own goal. What do they think has anything to do with her?
Fu Dong has been looking for a circle with his eyes. He doesn't find the figure that makes him feel familiar. Until all the special soldiers shake hands with them, he doesn't find it either.
Until seeing off these fearless British special forces, Fu Dong found that there were only twenty-one special forces shaking hands with him, but there were twenty-two figures when he left.
The extra figure was wearing the same woodland combat suit as the male soldier, carrying the same combat equipment, taking the same step and walking towards the deep mountain.
Her back is particularly conspicuous in the background of a group of tall and straight men. She is as thin as a willow tree. In the fine and flying rain, she walks out of the towering soldiers who are not defeated by any men.
Ye Jian, if you are indeed Ye Jian, congratulations from the old classmates here, congratulations on becoming a soldier of the highest standing!
"Monitor, what are you looking at?" A soldier asked him gently, and regretted: "that female special soldier, alas, I was killed by her. I don't know how she found me, how a female is so powerful."
If she was really Ye Jian, Fu Dong replied with a smile, "what about the female soldiers? Although she is a female soldier, she is a special soldier more powerful than our male soldiers. "
She was so powerful when she was reading. After joining the army, she was still so powerful.
This is Ye Jian, a serious old classmate of her own. Now she is a soldier in uniform, carrying a steel gun, fighting for the country!
Fu Dong didn't think about it any more and didn't ask about it deliberately. Although he didn't confirm whether it was Ye Jian, he believed that the female soldier who didn't even shake hands was an old classmate he knew.
As a soldier, he naturally wants to protect his old classmates who are also soldiers.
Ye Jian doesn't know what her former junior high school classmates think at this moment, but she knows that if Fu Dong recognizes himself, his basic sense of confidentiality as a soldier still exists.
Squad leader, can become a squad leader, obviously Fu Dong's performance in the army is also very good, so, even if he really recognize himself, don't worry about anything.
The drizzle is still flying. The fir mountain, which was burned by the fire, is several kilometers away from the storm commando. By 3:00 p.m., the two teams finished their "support shooting" respectively. Then they entered the area where the two armies worked together to complete the "300 meter time limit 100 bullet precision shooting"
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