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Xia Yang yawned and sat next to Song Yumo.
"Tuanzu, aren't you going to rest?" Song Yumo asked.
Xia Yang smiled and said: "You forgot, I told you before, develop a hobby for yourself."
Song Yumo immediately remembered that he had promised Xia Yang before that he would give Xia Yang a set of long punches every day.
Her originally indifferent eyes gradually changed, revealing a calm smile.
"Okay! I'm going to give you a set of long punches now." Song Yumo put down the sniper rifle in his arms, stood up from the ground, and hugged Xia Yang.
Xia Yang smiled and said: "Yumo, remember, you are not doing Changquan for me, you are doing Changquan for yourself. Even if I am no longer by your side, don't forget this habit. People. Ah, I don¡¯t have any hobbies, I just think about how to kill people every day, how can I do that?¡±
Song Yumo nodded to Xia Yang as if he didn't understand, and then started to punch.
That is a boxing technique passed down from her family. She has practiced it countless times since she was a child. So she used this set of long fists as smoothly as flowing clouds and flowing water.
Xia Yang watched from the side, and he also had a pleasant feeling. I thought that Song Yumo had a good figure. If he sang on the stage, he would definitely be a role player.
By then, she was singing on the stage. It's not bad to just drink tea in the audience and applaud her at the same time.
It¡¯s just that when the war comes, what they think about most every day is how to kill their enemies. Or how not to get killed by enemies.
By the time Song Yumo finished a set of long punches, there were already some fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
But there was a smile on her face. It was obvious that revisiting the familiar set of long fists made her feel a little happier.
The string that was tense in her heart almost all the time relaxed a little at this time.
Xia Yang applauded her, for the set of long punches she performed, and for the joy radiating from her face.
¡°Remember, even if you are not by my side in the future, you must still find time to do a set of long punches.¡± Xia Yang said to Song Yumo.
Song Yumo nodded to her, the smile on his face getting thicker.
The soldiers beside him were very strange. They couldn't understand why Song Yumo, who had never smiled, became as docile as a kitten in front of Xia Yang.
They were used to it. Song Yumo used the sniper rifle in his hand to blow off the heads of Japanese soldiers one after another with an expressionless expression.
That was supposed to be a battlefield killing god, a reaper of enemy heads.
But they are already used to it, in their eyes. Xia Yang is like the Tathagata Buddha who uniformed the Monkey King, and Song Yumo is the omnipotent Monkey King.
While the soldiers were sleeping, Xia Yang, Hu San, Wei Zhilong, and Lu Zihao, who participated in the mission, gathered together to study the map of Qinglong Village they had drawn, and continued to refine the battle plan.
However, the so-called combat plan will inevitably undergo many changes when it comes to actual combat. This is the time to test the ability of these commanders to command on the battlefield.
It wasn¡¯t until noon that Xia Yang yawned and fell asleep.
When night falls, the rustling sound wakes Xia Yang from his sleep.
He opened his eyes and found that under the sparse moonlight, among the shadows of the trees, the soldiers participating in this operation had begun to assemble.
"Everyone, it's getting dark, it's almost time for us to set off." Wei Zhilong came over and whispered to Xia Yang.
Xia Yang looked at the watch on his wrist. It was already eight o'clock in the evening.
"Ten minutes to eat! Try not to make any noise." Xia Yang's deep voice echoed in the team.
Then, he used the telescope to look at the top of Qinglong Mountain in the distance.
"Yumo, have you seen that hilltop in the south? It overlooks the entire Qinglong Village. You can go there to ambush and provide us with support at any time, you know?" Xia Yang pointed to the mountain peak next to Qinglong Village.
Under the dark night, Song Yumo could only see the huge figure of the mountain peak. But with the night vision goggles and the route map Xia Yang provided her before, she should be able to reach the mountain peak.
She nodded to Xia Yang, then held her Barrett sniper rifle and marched towards the lonely peak without saying a word.?
Xia Yang also simply ate some dry food to ensure the physical strength his body needed.
"Brothers! Let's go!" Xia Yang roared, and then led the people out of the hidden mountain col, and set off towards Qinglong Village along the deep and rugged mountain road.
Because Xia Yang equipped everyone in the team with night vision goggles. Therefore, when marching at night, they do not need to worry about road conditions. As long as they can walk during the day, they can also walk at this time.
Their team turned into a long queue.
No one said a word, only the dull sound of footsteps and the rushing sound of bodies walking through the dense bushes could be heard. If you don't know, you might think that the wolves in the mountains come out at night to catch prey.
They chose to march at night because they were afraid that the bandits from Qinglong Village would discover their whereabouts. It was dark at this time, and they were wrapped in camouflage uniforms. If they were careful, they could approach Qinglong Village quickly without being discovered by the bandits.
Xia Yang was walking at the front of the team. After more than an hour of marching in the dense forest, Xia Yang and the others finally arrived at the outskirts of Qinglong Village.
When they raised their heads from the dense forest shrouded in darkness, they could clearly see the Qinglong Village gate with burning torches at the end of the stone steps not far away.
On both sides of the village gate, on the walls made of stones, several bandits were standing on them chatting and spanking. One of them was still eating melon seeds and then threw the melon seed peels under the wall.
"The seven targets are stationed at the top of the wall and on both sides of the village gate. The two at the gate use knives, and the ones on the wall use crossbows." Xia Yang said. Then he took a few people and approached the entrance of the village.
These bandits in Qinglong Village have not been attacked for many years. Any vigilance has disappeared. Standing guard at the door at this time is actually just another place to chat, smoke, and drink.
The two bandits standing at the door were discussing when to go down the mountain and go to Lingqiu County to have a taste of the kiln sisters. When talking about getting excited, the two couldn't help laughing wildly.
"Old Wu, I think you two are just old sows, you are just talking about it!" A bandit standing on the wall mocked them mercilessly from above. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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