Chapter 1711

The next day, at five in the morning.

It was dark.

A line of four people appeared in a grove somewhere in the hill behind the village.

"The legs are broken."

As soon as he arrived at his destination, Ding Jing sat on the ground and beat his aching leg with his fist.

I didn't buy the shoes well. It's not as well designed as the military boots. After walking for such a long time, there were many blisters on my feet.

Su Bei sat down beside Ding Jing and said, "it's time to discuss how to find someone."

"I'll tell you what I learned."

Bu Yirong said, but the next moment, he was pulled by Subei and sat aside.

The long leg of Northern Jiangsu is lifted, and it is directly placed on the leg of Bu Yirong.

Helplessly looked at Subei, step to allow to pour also did not say what, took the initiative to help her pinch the calf.

"Lying trough, can you two go away?" Ding Jing moved away two meters in disgust, and then waved to Mo shangyun, who was watching the situation with night vision goggles, "little ink, come and give me a massage."

Mo shangyun put down the telescope and walked towards this side.

After looking at them, he sat down in the place where Ding Jing got out of the way, and handed his arm directly to Ding Jing, "knead."

“…… Shit

Ding Jing scolded and rubbed Mo shangyun two times.

Mo Shang Yun did not really feel that she would massage, pick eyebrows and then step to the capacity of the way: "say it."

Bu Yirong said that the situation is very complicated.

There should be something hidden from them.

"According to Ruan Yan's statement, it can be preliminarily determined that it was Yan team, and that Yan team was not seriously injured."

Bu Yirong pauses for a moment and raises his eyes to Mo shangyun.

Did not think, Mo Shang Yun has not had time to speak, Ding Jing preemptively said: "what situation?"

"I don't know exactly." Bu Yirong said, "someone saw him wandering around the village. Although he had wound dressing marks on his body, he had the ability to move freely."

"But he stayed in the village and didn't find a way to contact the base?" Northern Jiangsu could not help but throw out doubts in his heart.

He took a look at her and nodded, "well."

"Any more?" Mo Shang Yun twisted his eyebrows and asked.

"He lives in a woman's house," Bu Yirong said with almost difficulty. "The woman lives alone and looks beautiful."

Ding Jing suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, I'll go. I won't lose my memory, and then I'll be taken in by a flower in the village. Did you make up a story?"

Mo shangyun slapped her on the back of the head.

"Why don't I try to make you lose your memory first?" Mo shangyun looks at her menacingly, and her tone is full of cool breath.

Ding Jing raised his hand and touched the back of his head, sighing that this woman was really cruel.

Bu Yirong coughed slightly and said, "although we can't rule out the possibility of such dog blood, it is really quite dog blood, so the possibility is extremely low."

"It can't be ruled out anyway." A small mirror.

"He closed his mouth

Ding Jing:.... " Good.

Mo shangyun asked, "is there any reason to exclude dog blood?"

Step to allow some regret, "temporarily did not think out."

Ding Jing, Mo shangyun and Northern Jiangsu Province In particular, there was an ominous premonition.

Bu Yirong is helpless.

According to his understanding of Yan Tianxing, once he regains consciousness, he will contact the base at the first time even if he has no ability to act.

However, he is conscious and capable of action.

Strangely, he did not take the initiative to find a way to contact the base, and he was still wandering in the village, without any intention of leaving.

This abnormal behavior, even Ruan Yan, in a serious analysis, probably fell into a fool when he jumped into the river. It is estimated that there is still a little help when he brings it back.

However, in his opinion, "fool" is more serious than "amnesia", so she allows them to analyze "amnesia" and does not say the possibility of "fool".

Thinking of this, he suddenly heard Mo shangyun light and said: "it may be silly."

"No?" Ding Jing blinked.

With a sigh, Subei said, "I'll know when I see you at dawn."

"So why didn't the team wait until dawn?" Ding Jing was puzzled and asked.

Bu Yirong said: Why is it still his pot?

Mo Shang Yun was still calm. After a while, he suddenly stepped forward and asked, "is there any new news?"

Bu Yirong said, "at six in the morning."

"Well."

Mo Shang Yun nodded.

We didn't take the equipment that we contacted with the base.

But they're in direct contact with dark.

Step to allow Ruan Yan with words, contact once a day, with satellite phone contact. The satellite phone didn't arrive until yesterday afternoon. There was no contact between them. The time was set at 6:00 a.m. after arrival.On this day, dark should be able to gather some new information.

Unfortunately, the waiting time is much longer than walking.

They should have been able to breathe a sigh of relief after they arrived here, but bu Yirong suddenly let Mo shangyun and others conjecture that they could not calm down for a while.

What if I lost my memory?

What if I'm really stupid?

It's not that they really want to think that, but There is no other reason to explain it.

After all, if Yan Tianxing really has a little sense and memory, how can he not contact the base at the first time?!

Mo shangyun picked up the night vision mirror hanging from his neck and looked at the village outside through the cracks in the leaves.

Before the harvest season, the rice is golden and the crops are bumper. The houses are built along the winding road in groups of three or two without planning. Hidden in the mountains and forests, the village is as quiet as a paradise.

Mo shangyun was upset.

A flower in the village?

Can she look good?

"In fact, even if you lose your memory, it doesn't matter," Ding Jing tactfully comforts Mo shangyun. "It's good to be alive? What's more, with your appearance and mouth, you can't beat a flower? When the time comes, you will make up a beautiful and moving love story for Yan team, coax him home, and let him die for you. Hey, maybe he's turned into a little milk dog, and he'll take care of you. I think about it. He often attacks you. It's fun to be a baby dog... "

"Shut up." Mo shangyun did not speak, but Subei was the first one to help himself. "You can't stop talking. Even if Yan team doesn't lose memory, I'll think about it in a crooked way --"

Yan Tianxing?

Little milk dog?

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