Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don’t Mess Around!

Chapter 973 marching deployment

“How, I said Ye Jian is interesting.” V8 raised his hand and grabbed it on the shoulder of the pigeon. He laughed at the white teeth in the faint sky, like the mouth of the beast, not laughing, laughing. The V8 has a fierce beast.

The line of sight again looked at Ye Jian for a while, and the pigeon smiled: “It’s really interesting.”

“The pigeons are the special forces of the literary and art soldiers. At that time, they entered the army because they had a good voice. After the song was sung, they became a literary soldier directly.” Xia Jinyuan, who was with him, was aware that Ye Jian was surprised by his voice and smiled: “Later later It took a year to turn back to my favorite position.”

In the army, the first literary and art troopers will become special forces, becoming the most incredible members of the snow-capped brigade.

It was a bit unbelievable, and Ye Jian grinned.

“That was my black history. I obviously applied to go to the frontier. I was given a shackle by my nephew. I got a notice of enlistment. My parents laughed, I cried…” The pigeons talked hard, and they were assaulters in the team. The blaster, Ye Jian did not know him, but he had heard of Ye Jian, so there was no strange feeling in chatting.

The other comrades-in-arms have seen each other, and they have fought side by side, and once again met each other. Both of them punched and punched with a simple fist, and they couldn’t say how familiar they were.

At 5:30, the small county town is still asleep. Even the street lights in the narrow streets are bright and bright, and the whole small county is quieter, as if the night has just begun.

There was a truck sound coming from a far distance, and the silence of the station was broken by the distance.

“The car is coming, cover the leaf Jane on the car!” Xia Jinyuan raised his hand slightly, and the G3 screwed up the travel bag several times, and ran with the truck that hit the three flashing lights.

They ran to the hustle and bustle, as if they were not awake, and the speed was not very fast, causing the driver in the truck to whisper.

Now the identity of several people is a smuggler who wants to make war money. This kind of person truck driver has seen more, and they have come over and counted the points. They took the money handed down by Xia Jinyuan and said that they looked like a truck. Leave six positions for you, listen, don’t move my goods, hear no!”

Chinese oysters, only listening to accents are also known as locals.

All six people cautiously pleaded with enthusiasm and whispered: “We know, we know.”

The bearded driver swept six eyes with a look that was considered to be very fierce, and the sound of the nose was softly “squeaky”.

Until the truck re-dried, the driver did not find one more person in the car, squatting in the direction of Princess Fort.

“In the storm operation, we went to eight comrades in total, K7 was captured, and J5 was injured in hospital. Now we are six plus you to go to ST.” Xia Jinyuan first told Ye Jian about the number of people who took the last action, and then put a map. Knowing what was loaded on the nylon bag, the finger battle map said: “From here, along the CMB road 60 kilometers into the Karachi ancient mountain range, there is a border guard post in the middle, here we have to avoid.”

“Out of the Karachi ancient mountain pass, the car directly passes through the iced river, 30 kilometers to the Princess Fort, and then into the Wakhan Corridor.” With the route that Xia Jinyuan will walk, the six people look dignified, Wahhan The corridor is their only access.

“The Wakhan Corridor is about 400 kilometers long. The truck driver can only send us out to the 100km Wahhan corridor belonging to the Chinese side. We need to find a solution for the remaining 300km.”

(End of this chapter)