Looking at the back of Yang Luo leaving, a captain asked in a low voice: "Battle Commander, who is that guy? It's like 2,580,000. The commander, the political commissar, and the chief of staff came to greet him in person just now, and he was cold." face."
The battalion commander stared: "Don't inquire!"
The captain scratched his head: "I'm just curious!"
The battalion commander ignored him and looked at the time: "It's time, get in the car and act according to the plan."
The mountain city in the early morning was shrouded in thick fog, and military trucks galloped along the road, quickly blocking all traffic arteries.
Yang Luo was sitting in a police car, driven by a policeman. Sitting beside Yang Luo was a young man wearing a military uniform and carrying the rank of major.
"Zhiyu, we haven't seen each other for many years."
Sun Zhiyu took out a cigarette and handed it to Yang Luo, then lit it for him, and lit one himself: "Since you left as a soldier, I was also driven here by my father. It has been about seven or eight years. Last year I went back once, and you were on a mission abroad, and I didn¡¯t see you.¡± Speaking of this, I took a puff of cigarette, ¡°Then I went to Shanghai, and I didn¡¯t expect to see a lively scene, and it was still about you.¡±
Yang Luo opened the car window and let the strong wind blow into the car: "It was the charity party, Dan Enen repaired Zhang Shikai and Li Xiao."
Sun Zhiyu laughed: "Yes, that girl was too scary. Even now when I think about it, I feel chills all over my body."
Yang Luo also laughed: "I've heard about what happened that day, I guess that girl was in a bad mood that day."
Sun Zhiyu asked: "What is the origin of that girl? I don't know until now. It was only later that I heard from Hua Zi that he and that girl were picked out by the commander of the 12th Army of the Nanjing Military Region. Even Zhang Boqiao and Li Zhengnong I didn't dare to say a word, so I happily agreed not to pursue it."
The corner of Yang Luo's mouth pouted: "Let's put it this way, the importance of that girl is not comparable to that of you or anyone else. If something goes wrong with her, not only the Nanjing Military Region will go crazy, but the two above will also would be outraged."
Sun Zhiyu gasped: "No wonder that girl was so arrogant and beat Zhang Shikai to death."
"Hey!" Yang Luo laughed, "Don't talk about Zhang Shikai, even if Zhang Boqiao was beaten to death by that girl, he probably died in vain. If there is a Zhang Boqiao to die, there will be a second Zhang Boqiao. Without that girl, our country will lose But it¡¯s pretty grim.¡±
After talking for a long time, Yang Luo didn't mention what Danen did. Sun Zhiyu didn't ask any more questions, but changed the subject and said, "Now the situation in the South China Sea is becoming more and more tense, especially the little devils. Not only do they not admit that the Diaoyu Islands are disputed, they even deny the Nanjing Massacre. They revise history textbooks and beautify the war. You don't know, every time I see such news, I get so angry. Sometimes I really want to go abroad with you to perform missions and teach the little devil a lesson." After finishing speaking, he slammed his fist on the back of the chair in front of him. On, "Although I did not catch up with the shameful era for us Chinese, I did not have the opportunity to participate in the War of Resistance Against Japan. But when I saw the news about the little devils jumping around Q, I seemed to hear more than seventy people in my ears." Years ago, the cries, gunshots, gunshots, and the ferocious laughter of the little devils Human nature in that era was trampled and ravaged, and the newborn baby was a toy on the Japanese bayonet. The playthings under them, the pregnant women are their experiments of dissection, the men are the targets of their guns, all of them are tortured to death, the sulfuric acid is poured from the head, the bayonet is split from the lower part of the body, the head is clamped off with a wooden frame, and the baby They were pulled out of pregnant women, their limbs were torn apart, and the city of Nanjing was bleeding like a river. I seem to be able to clearly smell the smell of fresh blood in the air."
Yang Luo patted Sun Zhiyu on the shoulder, and said coldly: "The little devil has always wanted to kill me, but China today is not what it was more than 70 years ago. The pain and shame that the little devil brought to us, Sooner or later, they will pay a greater price and pay with their lives!" After speaking, Yang Luo took a final puff of cigarette and threw the cigarette butt out of the car window, "It's not that they didn't report, but that the time has not yet come. As long as the time comes, naturally Just report."
At this time, Gao Cheng was standing in front of the window in a luxurious villa in the southwest of the mountain city, wearing pajamas and frowning. Since the morning, her heart has never been at peace, and she always feels that something is going to happen. And this feeling became even stronger at night, especially just now, when she suddenly woke up from her sleep, feeling panicked for no reason.
"What's wrong with me? Why is my chest so congested? Is something really going to happen? But even if something happens, it's impossible that no news will come from inside Beijing." Gao Cheng muttered to himself, and suddenly , Her heart twitched violently again, as if being grabbed by Jean's hand, it hurt so much that it almost made her lose her breath.
"No, you have to leave here immediatelyHowling wind. The dense fog billowed and rolled, and the momentum was astonishing.
"boom!"
The door slammed into the Mercedes-Benz, and there was a muffled sound. I saw the Mercedes Benz shaking violently, and the door was tightly set in the middle of the car body.
"Boss, be careful!" Sun Zhiyu reminded urgently when he saw the red figure moving so fast that he was in front of Yang Luo in the blink of an eye.
Yang Luo let out a long laugh, turned his right hand holding the sniper rifle back, clenched his left hand and went straight to the red figure who was coming quickly.
The red figure was the guardian of the left. He didn't pay attention to Yang Luo at first, thinking that he could kill the reckless boy in front of him as soon as he made a move. You could see Yang Luo's fist, the gust of wind it passed through, and the vortex formed by the mist, and his face changed drastically. Knowing that he was careless, he hastily swung his right arm and slapped Yang Luo's fist.
"Snapped!"
There was no violent collision sound as imagined, but the face of the left guardian changed drastically, and there were a few terrible sounds of bones breaking in his ears, and his right arm hung down limply. The body seemed to be hit by a high-speed car, and the body flew back upside down. He knew that his right arm was useless, and all the bones seemed to be shattered.
At this moment, another red figure jumped out of the car, holding a strange scimitar in his right hand, and slashed at Yang Luo's throat from left to right. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com