The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

This feeling is honed by him through countless life and death experiences. Some people call it intuition, and some call it the sixth sense.

Ye Qiu prefers to call it the instinct of fear of death, the most primitive perception of danger.

During World War II, there was once a veteran who, after countless battles, honed an intuition to accurately avoid shell attacks. This instinct allowed him to live on the battlefield for a long time.

This point cannot be experienced by people who have not been on the battlefield.

Li Donghe didn't understand that although there were many members of the criminal police team, they were also retired from the army, but in modern times, ordinary soldiers don't need to participate in cruel wars.

Only the strongest and most dangerous soldiers, those real war machines, will be sent to the battlefield, as the sharp blade of the country, maintaining that trace of blood.

And in this process, legends with great reputations have been forged, blood wolves, phoenixes, seals, sky eagles... Their prestige guards the Chinese world, preventing hostile forces from invading, and maintaining decades of history. Peace.

There are such heroes in every era. They may be unknown in the world, but in another world, they are kings and exist like gods!

And the legend of this era is the Dragon King!

by feeling.

Li Donghe obviously couldn't be persuaded by this reason, he frowned and said: "Comrade Ye Qiu, although you are a veteran, the risk of rushing out is too great, let's wait for the brothers from the special police team to come over, they have the ability to deal with this danger .”

"Didn't you notice?" Ye Qiu said, "There have been gunshots for a long time before, and no one has come over until now. It can be seen that the people of the SWAT team have been entangled by them."

The expressions of Li Donghe and the criminal police next to him changed slightly.

What Ye Qiu said was true. Almost an hour had passed since the special police arrived at the scene.

Ye Qiu said, "Give me a gun."

Li Donghe hesitated for a moment. You must know that giving guns to ordinary people is definitely a serious violation of discipline. If it is serious, he may have to go to court.

Seeing Li Donghe's hesitation, Ye Qiu shook his head and said, "People from the special police team can't deal with those criminals. These criminals are quite cunning and have received professional training. It's like the butcher, and the SWAT team is the fish on the chopping block."

Li Donghe's expression was a little loose, this group of criminals is indeed not simple, even there are snipers...

He looked at Ye Qiu, gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a reason to believe in you."

Ye Qiu looked at the criminal policeman who had been shot on the other side. The destructive wound could not be healed even with true energy without surgical tools.

He shook his head and said, "Your brother is about to miss the best time for treatment, and you have no choice."

Li Donghe's face changed for a while, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said, "Well, I trust you once, but after the matter is over, you must return the gun."

"rest assured."

Ye Qiu nodded.

Li Donghe shouted: "Aren, throw Zhong Jie's gun over."

"Okay!" Ah Ren replied, and threw Zhong Jie's gun over.

Li Donghe caught the pistol, then took out his own pistol, handed it to Ye Qiu, and said, "You use mine."

Ye Qiu glanced at Li Donghe, and his heart skipped a beat.

The pistols of the Huaxia police are all numbered, and they need to be put in storage before leaving get off work every day. If the gun is lost, the situation will be very serious.

Li Donghe obviously thought of this, so he gave Ye Qiu his pistol. Even if he lost it at that time, it was only his business.

"This is much better than the earthen gun over there..."

Ye Qiu stretched out his hand to grab the May 4th pistol, his hand sank, and suddenly a subtle emotion surged into his heart, how long had it been since he touched the May 4th pistol, and he couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic.

When he first joined the army, he used the May 4th pistol the most. Later, when he was on mission, the May 4th pistol saved his life many times, which made him have a very delicate feeling for this kind of pistol.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Ye Qiu said, "I'll walk in the southeast direction, and cover you to leave first."

"I'll go with you." Li Donghe said nervously while holding the May Fourth in his hand.

Ye Qiu's expression turned serious: "Aren't you afraid of danger?"

"I won't be a criminal policeman because I'm afraid of danger. It would be great to be a civil servant. I just stay in the office drinking tea and sorting out documents all day long." Li Donghe said with a wry smile, "But I'm not that kind of person!"

"You are the same as me." Ye Qiu smiled, "If you are not afraid of death, follow along!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Qiu put his hands on the cover, flipped over like a big bird, and quickly jumped out.

"Captain Li, I'll go with you." The criminal police next to him called.

Li Donghe scolded: "You followed Ah Ren and sent Zhong Jie outside, now Zhong Jie needs to receive treatment!"

What else did the detective want to say.

Li Donghe scolded: "This is an order, hurry up!"

"good."

The detective ran back, followed Ah Ren to carry Zhong Jie on his back, and then carefully left from another direction. Fortunately, the sniper seemed to have really left, and they left the steel factory without any danger.

On the other side, following Ye Qiu's example, Li Donghe got out of the bunker and ran out following Ye Qiu's figure.

"Follow me."

Ye Qiu said, and glanced at Li Donghe who was following up.

Li Donghe nodded, the keys of the five fingers holding the pistol turned white.

The two walked along an abandoned railway. This place was originally a high platform for loading goods, but now it has become a good shelter.

Not long after walking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps coming from the front.

Li Donghe's expression tightened, and he was about to speak.

Ye Qiu made a silent gesture to Li Donghe, and Li Donghe had no choice but to swallow the words in his stomach.

Ye Qiu took out his phone, switched it to the video recording mode, and carefully exposed the camera a little bit to the high platform. When the footsteps approached, he retracted his hand and looked at the video.

There are two people on the high platform walking towards this side. Judging from their appearance and skin color, they don't seem to be Chinese, but from Southeast Asia. They are holding MP5s in their hands.

Li Donghe stretched out his head to have a look, and immediately retracted his head, cursing in his heart, hell, these two people are actually holding micro-chong!

With the small pistols of the two of them, can they beat each other?

At this moment, there was a conversation coming from above. Li Donghe didn't understand after listening for a while, it wasn't Chinese. He looked at Ye Qiu, but found a strange smile on his face.

Just when Li Donghe was about to ask, there was a sound of footsteps from above, and then he saw a Southeast Asian man walking to the edge of the high platform, facing the bottom, and making some kind of indecent gesture.