Wen Tao listened silently, this army is very mysterious and magical. After almost a year of training in the sword, he was about to graduate and leave, and Wen Tao knew a lot of the secrets of the sword just from the chat between the chief and the dragon team. It's also said, storage bags, storage rings, aren't these objects that appear in the fantasy world? Make sure they're not talking about something out of the novel. However, Wen Tao also heard and witnessed a little bit through his contact with the sword warriors. That is, the warriors of several teams of swords can do magic, they are like jingle cats have a treasure chest, they can take out all kinds of supplies, weapons and ammunition. Take the past few days as an example, it is not a simple problem for the group of thousands of refugees below to solve their problem of eating, drinking, and Lazar, if it is an ordinary army, even if they contribute all the food in their backpacks, it is not enough for thousands of mouths to eat and drink. And that's not counting the toilet paper to pull. But this problem was easily solved by Captain Long. I got rice and noodles, drinking water, beef and mutton, and even vegetables, and I carried a cooking class and a warehouse with me.

As outsiders who come to Sword for special training, many of the secrets of Sword are unknown to them. Although we usually train together and eat together, we still have a certain distance. There is still a lot of difference from them, that is, every night, the sword instructors in charge of their training will meditate and practice. They go to the big bathhouse every week to take a medicinal bath. Pick up some special items from the logistics department every week. When I asked the instructor in private, he said that these were for practice.

As soon as I came in, I signed a non-disclosure agreement. Everything Wen Tao saw and heard about the sword was rotten in his stomach. Never say it to the outside. The sword is the tip of the iceberg, and it can make people in the outside world crazy.

I don't know how many countries are paying attention to the mysterious force of Sword, and I don't know how many spies outside the Sword base are trying their best to find out about Sword. In just this year, the soldiers in Wen Tao's training class caught several groups of suspicious people when they were on duty.

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"Uncle Long, what are you anxious about, isn't it dawn yet? They can't run, even if they run to Pakistan, don't we continue to clean them up. It's still more than two hours before dawn. This time, I brought all the troops from the base to participate in the Jingzhou flood fight, and this time we will show the banner and do a big job. "With the current strength of the Dragon Kingdom, it should not be obscure for a long time, and it should show its fangs when the time is right. If you can't learn from the Han Empire, you can't learn from it, and you can't learn from the United States, which dominates the world, and a country's strength is not just a matter of protest. A local tyrant, it is better to have a Chinese pastoral dog to guard the door, or to raise a lion to guard the door. Xiaoxiao saw a dirt dog guarding the door, and in the face of the temptation in the house, her mind came out. If there is a lion at the door, and this lion often goes out for a walk, bullying the next erha, biting down the Tibetan mastiff, and knocking down a few pedestrians. When the thieves entered the courtyard, they closed the door and let the lions go. Then the notoriety of this lion is far and wide. That person dares to hit the attention of this local tyrant's house, you have to weigh the majesty of the lion, although this local tyrant is an underworld boss, there are machine guns and cannons in the house, and there are a few gold medal red sticks, but the people outside these walls can't see it. I don't know the details of this local tyrant. Showing the muscles properly and showing the lower fangs, that's good.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, I just killed the two of them and ran away, I was afraid of startling the snake, so they ran away overnight. ”

"If they can't run, it's strange that they are willing to do it, and it is not unreasonable that the Alashan base can exist for more than 20 years. The former Soviet Union, the U.S. military, and the Afghan government forces can't take it, and it's really a strong fortress. I use the view of how they fail, there is no need to check those information, we follow our style of play, don't they like to blast, let's also blast, and blow up when we see potholes. Anyway, we are Xiaoqiang who can't be blown up, who is afraid of whom. This time I will lead the team, each of you squadron leader will lead a team, if there is not enough explosives, I have here, hehe, I will go and rob first, don't bury all the good things. ”

"Hehe, the chief will go out and top all of us, the chief will discuss, show mercy to his subordinates, don't kill them all, leave some soup for us to drink. Let the brothers practice their hands more, hehe, we have to give our bonus to your boss, if your boss finishes all the work, we will cry. "Captain Long has no consciousness as a subordinate in front of Xiang Ming at all, he still dares to joke when he should be joking, and he must be upright when he should be serious. Xiang Ming was raised by him. He treated Xiang Ming as if he were his own son. Xiang Ming used to be raised in Captain Long's house for a period of time when he was young. Captain Long also has a son who is slightly 2 years older than Xiang Ming. At that time, Xiang Ming was just over a year old when he first opened the Xuantian Temple, and the Taoist priests and subordinates in the temple had no experience in taking care of children, so this important task was left to Chen Mei, the wife of Captain Long, to help the head nurse. Xiang Ming lived in Captain Long's house for 2 years, and when he was three years old, he was brought back to the temple by the stinky Taoist priest. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for Xiang Ming's good luck, it was held at the age of 8, and the Zhenguan Treasure Try-on Activity, the Qiankun Ring happened to be worn by Xiang Ming, and he became the owner of the Qiankun Ring, the master of the Xuantian Temple, and the 108th generation of the Lord. The 108 heads of Xuantianmen. Xiang Mingke is an ordinary little Taoist, a lowest-level Taoist who cultivates until his death.

Without the Qiankun Ring, there would be nothing Xiang Ming has now. A transcendent position, a right to control the former head. The existence of Xuantianguan is to guard the Qiankun Ring and wait for the arrival of the new master. This is the ultimate task of Xuantianguan for thousands of years.

Xiang Ming's status does not require him to show majesty, he deliberately establishes his prestige, and usually makes it with a straight face, and he is born with the authority of a superior. This was given to him by the Qiankun Ring, so Xiang Ming was very easy-going, easy to talk to, and easy to get along with, but no one could deny the status and domineering of this big boy.

"Uncle Long, I'm sure I won't kill anyone, it's a big deal that I'll stop all the holes in the south of them so that they can't escape. You slowly consume them, hahaha. ”

"The chief is wise, do it like this, I like it, come on, the chief, let's go to the rest meeting, and don't delay the chief's work." Captain Long had something to say. Originally, Xiang Ming wanted to rob again at dawn, anyway, it was dark in the cave, there was no difference between day and night, and now Captain Long obviously asked Xiang Ming to make a move as soon as possible, but he was afraid that those KD elements would run away.