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- Playing with the small ID card and passport in his hand, Rigui showed a contemptuous smile: "What is this? Give me a beating and give you a sweet date?"
"It would be nice if you can give me sweet dates. People should be content." Young Master Jiang Song said the same.
Looking at Jiang Song, Rigui always felt that he had seen his expression somewhere before. After a while, he finally remembered that Jiang Song's appearance was somewhat similar to his own. He couldn't help but chuckle. That kid Jiang Song is learning from Yang Zongbao. My grandfather had a coldness to his bones, how could this kid imitate it? Even though the appearance is well imitated, it gives people a very unfamiliar and clumsy feeling. The Japanese ghost is not a religious man, so he doesn't think Jiang Song is cute. Instead, he is a little bored and thinks that the child may be a hindrance.
"Japanese ghost" Yang Zongbao suddenly spoke up: "Calm down your eyes."
"Oh." Rigui looked at Songjiang in fascination, and his eyes unknowingly turned cold and fierce, making people shudder.
With Ye Jiantao's wealth, they were able to leave on a military plane with other soldiers.
Yang Zongbao and Rigui arrived at Shuanghang Airport early and waited.
But after waiting for a long time, no one came to say hello, so the three of them are sitting in the waiting hall doing nothing.
¡°Sir, have you forgotten us?¡± Rigui had some uncertain hope.
"How is that possible? Be patient." Yang Zongbao also felt strange. The people coming and going here seemed to be ordinary people, and there was no plane to Kenting shown on the notice.
The three of them were not in a hurry. Rigui went to buy three cups of coffee, and the three of them drank them in silence.
"You are here?"
Yang Zongbao looked up when he heard the sound, and saw a heavily armed giant wearing a steel helmet and camouflage uniform appearing above his head.
"Are you looking for us?" Yang Zongbao looked at the other party's military rank - company commander.
"Who am I looking for if I'm not looking for you? Why are you here?" The company commander was a little unhappy when he saw Yang Zongbao and the others and saw that he was not polite.
"No one told us where to get on the plane, so we were told to go to Shuanghang Airport." Rigui didn't want his boss to be wronged, so he stood up and said.
The company commander looked at the Japanese ghost's face and frowned: "You must abide by the discipline of the army."
"We are not soldiers." Jiang Song's childish voice was particularly convincing.
The company commander¡¯s eyes twitched and he asked Jiang Song: ¡°How old are you?¡±
"It's up to you." Jiang Songte was proud.
"Humph, I don't know what the higher-ups are thinking. If you send such a young child to the battlefield, isn't that just going to die?"
When Yang Zongbao heard what the company commander said, he knew that he was also an outspoken person, so he stood up and stretched out his hand: "Yang Zongbao."
"Song Heren." The company commander was not a fussy person. Although he was not satisfied, he still reported his name.
"Company Commander Song, should we leave now?" Yang Zongbao reminded.
"That's right, let's go."
Song Heren took Yang Zongbao and others into the airport through a special passage.
There is a company of soldiers waiting there.
Song Heren led Yang Zongbao and others over.
Under the curious gazes of the entire company, Song Heren introduced: "This is the doctor assigned by the higher authorities, who is accompanying us."
After the introduction, Yang Zongbao and the others were about to board the plane.
Halfway up the boarding stairs, Yang Zongbao suddenly stopped.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Song, who was following Yang Zongbao, saw him suddenly stop and asked.
"Don't ask." Rigui pulled Jiang Song onto the plane first.
Yang Zongbao watched for a while and then resolutely stepped onto the plane.
"Master, are you leaving like this?" Rigui was a little worried: "We may never come back this time."
"" Yang Zongbao said nothing. He looked out from the window and saw a flash of red.
After all the troops registered, the plane took off.
After Song Heren got on the plane, he found Yang Zongbao and the others and felt that he needed to explain clearly.
"I don't care why you participated in this mission, but I want to remind you of one thing. The situation in Kenting is very tense, and if you don't do it well, you may be killed, so you must obey the order."
"I know thank you." Yang Zongbao knew that the other party was reminding him in good faith. Although the tone is a bit unkind.
"Forget it, you can take care of yourself. Although I don't know why I didn't send a military doctor but sent you instead." Song Heren fulfilled his duty of persuasion and walked away.
"Sir, the situation may be worse than we imagined." The Japanese ghost began to feel that the matter was serious.
"We'll settle for what we have come, we have no other choice."
The plane has flown above the clouds, and the buildings on the ground can no longer be seen.
Jiang Song imitated Yang Zongbao and remained silent.
Because it was a special plane carrying fully armed soldiers, it was very quiet.
Lunch is a unified box lunch.
"What would you like to drink?" a long-legged stewardess asked Yang Zongbao.
"Soda water, thank you." Yang Zongbao smiled.
For some reason, the stewardess blushed and handed Yang Zongbao a bottle of soda.
The little episode did not leave any memory in Yang Zongbao¡¯s mind.
The plane has been flying in the air for 24 hours and is finally reaching its destination.
"Get ready, get off the plane." Song Heren, who was leading the team, was also very nervous, not knowing whether this was a blessing or a curse. Although they made it clear to Yang Zongbao and others that they didn't need to take care of them, one of them was a weak young man, one was under adulthood, and the other was disfigured and had some fighting ability, but they didn't look like good people. It was obviously very difficult for the three of them to save their lives in Kenting, so he would not have to worry about it, so it was always good to tell them to be obedient first.
"knew."
Yang Zongbao followed the local customs when he came to his hometown.
After following the team off the plane, an American plane happened to land next to it, and a group of American soldiers got off the plane.
The leading soldier originally looked down on the Chinese army, but he glanced at the Chinese army with a slight disdain. This glance made the expression on his face change drastically, and he walked over in a few steps.
Song Heren couldn't stand the American soldiers. There were many conflicts between the two sides on the battlefield, so it was normal for the American soldiers to show disdain at first. But suddenly the American soldier in the lead came towards him with a smile and couldn't accept it for a while. Just when he was about to brace himself to deal with it, he didn't expect an American soldier to walk past him and walk up to the frail young man.
"Doctor John is here too?" William seemed very happy to see Yang Zongbao: "Now that you are here, I feel relieved. The medical skills of the military doctors accompanying us this time are limited."
"You are exaggerating." Yang Zongbao smiled slightly.
"This is it?" Song Heren squeezed in at this time.
"I think we can cooperate very well this time." William's attitude towards Song Heren also improved a lot.
"Ohok" Song Heren agreed passively.
Seeing William return to his team, Song Heren asked Yang Zongbao: "Do you know him?"
"Well, I've seen him a few times." Yang Zongbao answered vaguely.
Song Heren was not a fool and realized that there might be something good about this thin young man.
Because they are all maintenance troops, the camps are the same. The two teams were not lagging behind. Although they were still within walking distance, everyone could feel that they were competing for first place.
The Chinese team¡¯s steps were consistent, and even the swings of their hands were consistent. On the other hand, American soldiers walked more casually. They walked as they pleased and no one forced them to do so.
At this moment, the Japanese ghost suddenly shouted: "Lie down."
The obedience of soldiers is reflected here.
All the soldiers in the company fell to the ground. At the same time, a wave of air carrying glass fragments exploded above their heads.
"What's going on?" Song Heren reacted immediately.
The quality of the Chinese team was very high, so after the explosion, measures were taken immediately to disperse and search forward.
Because Japanese ghosts have a keen sense of danger, they were able to give early warning just now. But the American soldiers were not so good, and many people were injured.
Seeing that nothing happened on his side, Yang Zongbao ran over.
"Is it serious?" Yang Zongbao asked William.
¡°I don¡¯t know, a few of them have injured their eyes. John, help me look at the wounded while I go take a look.¡± After saying that, William raised a hand and waved forward. The uninjured American soldiers slowly moved forward to narrow the area.
Jiang Song followed Yang Zongbao without saying a word. He would go wherever Yang Zongbao went. Yang Zongbao glanced at him and found that although his face was pale, he could barely keep up with him, and finally nodded in praise.
Encouraged by Yang Zongbao, Jiang Song felt spiritually satisfied although his calves were still trembling.
Yang Zongbao checked some of the wounded and found that except for one whose ear was blown open, the others had flesh wounds.
After checking the wound, Yang Zongbao asked Jiang Song to follow him and touch it.
The low wall near the airport, Yang ZongOnly then did I realize that Kenting is indeed relatively poor. Even the airport is a temporary building.
Seeing Yang Zongbao, Song Heren waved to him. Yang Zongbao ducked over.
"It was hijacked by terrorist elements inside." Song Heren was a little embarrassed.
"What should I do?" Yang Zongbao blinked his big innocent eyes and asked.
¡°We don¡¯t have snipers in our company.¡± Song Heren said regretfully, ¡°Otherwise, I would have just shot the head.¡±
"Oh." Yang Zongbao nodded. The airport terminal is indeed relatively simple and has a clear view, so if the sniper is in a good position, he can indeed grasp the overall situation.
boom¡¡
Gunfire rang out again in the waiting hall.
Everyone was shocked and didn¡¯t know what was happening inside.
"That man was shot because he couldn't speak the local language." At this time, Jiang Song suddenly spoke.
"Really? Do you know Kenting?" To Song Heren's surprise, this underage boy has his own uniqueness.
"I know a little bit, and I can also lip read. I like small languages." Jiang Song said with a pale face and a strong voice.
"What's the reason? Can you see it?" Song Heren did not doubt Jiang Song. Because Jiang Song is in the same team, since they are in the same team, there is no deception.
"Issues of race, nationalism and belief. They are a small armed force. They came to the airport this time for national purification" Jiang Song's lips trembled because of nervousness. - 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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