There was a glimmer of light in the room, and everyone's faces were cloudy, like a summer splashed with sulfuric acid and turned into strangely shaped dumplings. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Still, everyone couldn't hide the excitement on their faces.

These embryos, one by one, acted as if they were going to mourn, but they were actually going to the funeral.

I sat in the middle of these people, pinched my knuckles with feigned ease, clicked, and waited for the commander to give the order. The dreary air made us a little impatient.

From entering the combat command center to wait for orders, to now feeling like a congested highway, each of us is holding back a fire in our bellies.

"Special Service Squadron Group B, ready to go!"

Hearing the order, we stood up with a bang. Finally, it was our turn to set off in Group B, and Xiao Chen next to him made a joke, "Group A hung up so quickly, it's our turn to be Group B." ”

I took over, "If Group B hangs up, is it Group C's turn?" ”

Everyone instantly turned their heads to look at me, and they couldn't figure it out, "Just kidding." ”

Everyone said in unison, "Mouthy!" ”

Climb aboard the assault vehicle and head to your destination. The air became tense at this moment, and everyone did not speak. I saw that their feet were trembling slightly, and I thought, isn't it just a drill, so nervous? Joint operations exercises are not like women's periods, which come once a month.

However, the difference this time is that all the members of each district are disrupted and regrouped. Unfortunately, I'm in Group B, and even more unfortunately, I don't know anyone here.

They looked like they had a playing card on their faces, and I suspected I had face blindness.

I've been very unlucky lately, playing mahjong and losing, whether it's a strip, a tube or a million sons, someone will touch it when it goes out, is it a partnership to bully me, three wins and a cry, and loses four pockets as empty.

Playing mahjong every day, I didn't accompany my girlfriend, my girlfriend broke up with me, saying that a man like me who doesn't understand the amorous style might as well sleep with mahjong every day.

The girlfriend broke up, was depressed, and mistakenly brewed saffron as black tea for the leader to drink, causing the leader and his wife to have nosebleeds when they saw a woman when they were shopping, and the two of them wanted to divorce.

After the leader investigated clearly, he gave me the penultimate place in the assessment and kicked me to the special service squadron for training. One training is half a year, and I heard that after the training, I will be assigned to the special police department, so is this the end of my excellent office work?

People are unlucky to get up and drink water and stuff their teeth. When I brushed my teeth in the morning, I didn't know which tendon was wrong, and my throat moved, and my mouth full of foam was swallowed into my stomach. I don't know if it's the chemical effect of toothpaste and stomach acid, my stomach hurts violently.

"Brother, stop!" Holding my stomach, I asked the driver to stop for a while, ready to be convenient in this barren mountain and wilderness.

When the driver asked me what was going on, I smiled and said good things to solve the contradictions among the people. Everyone looked at me, and I stood up and said sorry to them. As I stood up, my tumbling stomach could not hold back, and I heard a beautiful sound that released a puff of gas from behind me.

The assault car braked suddenly, and the members of Group B scattered as birds and beasts, and all jumped out of the car to breathe fresh air. I couldn't stand the smoke too, so I ran quickly into the woods, to the hidden bushes, to untie my clothes, and relax.

Today's task is destined to be held back by me, in this case, how can I be worthy of a tumbling stomach all morning without squatting for an hour.

I hummed a song, thinking about the bloody faces of the brothers in Group B, and I felt very sorry. No way, that's my life creed - only three points of professional efforts, and seven points should be left in amateur.

Next to the bushes, there was a sudden rustle. It's either a snake or a hare or something, just right, a meal in the evening. I reached out and ripped open the bushes, revealing a bearded face.

I was so startled that I almost sat back, and the thing was scared back into my large intestine by me.

When the man saw me, he cursed. Standing up, a black object pointed at my head, a cold Beretta pistol.

I shuddered, the drill won't officially begin.

"Hey, brother, the instructor told me to listen for the siren. The alarm hasn't sounded yet, why are you in a hurry? ”

"Who's with your brother, you."

The man's pistol was staring at my temple, his finger pulling the trigger. A gunshot rang out, and I flashed my head quickly, my eardrums buzzed with the sound of the gunshot, and I couldn't hear anything.

The bullet hit the ground, and I lifted my pants and jumped forward, quickly dodging.

The members of Group B heard the gunshots and formed a small group to quickly move closer to me, all asking what was going on.

My ears were ringing, and I couldn't hear what they were asking, so I quickly pulled up my pants, hid behind a big tree, and cursed in my heart that I shot Lao Tzu with a gun before I cleaned up the scene.

The team members hugged towards the jungle. When the bearded man saw so many policemen, he shouted loudly, and shouted, nonsense! I saw the sound of commotion in the jungle one after another, as if there was an ambush.

The people in ambush began to shoot at the team members, and when they realized that this was not a drill, but a real battlefield, they cheered wildly.

Excuse me, are you partying?

The gunfire gradually intensified, and the members of Group B, in a triangular attack state, headed towards the active place in the jungle. Bullets slashed through the air like meteors, hitting the bodies of those hiding in the jungle, blood like bursting roses.

I hid behind the tree, remembering that the man was very familiar, where had I seen it? Try to recall it, and wake up, isn't he the gangster Hu Jiannan who robbed the cash trucks of four banks?

I suddenly became excited, Group B is going to be **** luck today. Isn't it my bubble of, will it pull out Hu Jiannan? I must not lag behind them, you must know that Hu Jiannan was discovered by me first, and if he was caught by them, wouldn't it be a failure? Do you want to go back to your original unit to live a seven-point spare time?

So, I loaded the gun and gently stroked the butt, whether you can get the first-class merit depends on you, brother gun. An arrow rushed out from behind the tree.

As soon as I turned around, I didn't think that there was someone hiding next to the tree, and I turned around and came out and hit him with the muzzle of the gun on my forehead. That person was Hu Jiannan. He grinned and looked at me.

"Wait! Something to say・・・・・・"

There was a bang, and I felt as if I had been pecked on my forehead by an eagle's beak, and I had no strength in my body. I saw that the sky was spinning, the blue sky was white jade, and the branches and leaves were falling, all of which were dimmed.

What the hell is this, why don't you shoot if you don't listen to me, don't the bad guys in TV series all want to talk at length? In the afterglow, Hu Jiannan was beaten into a sieve by the brothers in Group B who quickly caught up and fell to my side.

Does it have to conform to the logic of an action movie, after everything is over, the police come to clean up the mess. I felt light and fluttering, and when it was dark in front of my eyes, I didn't know anything.

When I opened my eyes again, the hazy dizziness gradually became clear. There were a lot of people gathered around me, and the onlookers were all indignant, hey, don't you give money to the onlookers? I'm not a rare animal.

I was about to struggle, but I saw that my body was tied up and down, like freshly baked zongzi. What does it mean to tie me up?

I heard one person shouting loudly, "Noon has come, execution!" ”

Execute? A hand reached over and pressed my head, and my head was pressed hard against the cutting board. it, what's the situation. I saw the crowd of onlookers lively, some covered their eyes, some clapped their hands, and some were eager to try with steamed buns. Excuse me, man, what are you doing with steamed buns? Human blood steamed buns are not delicious.

Is it a dream?

A big man beside him wiped the machete with wine, "There are many sins in this life, and you will do it yourself in the next life." "Hold up the knife and look at my head.

Wait, ****** Lao Tzu didn't do anything, and he was going to cut off my head as soon as he opened his eyes, what kind of play is this?

The silver dangling knife was held up in the air, reflecting the sun's rays, and I couldn't open my eyes. Could it be that I've crossed this thing, it sounds a bit mysterious.

Dreams, dreams, must be dreams!

I cursed, closed my eyes, and prepared to go back to sleep while his hand fell.