Nighthawk.

This is the name of Shijie after an Erna special forces competition many years ago, and it resounded all over the world.

No one knows what his name is, no one knows who he is, only that he is the most powerful special forces on the shijie, and his single combat ability can reach a company! (There is some exaggeration here, the plot of the novel, please do not take it seriously.) )

The squad leader who is leading this group of people at this moment happens to be a special forces fan!

If he had heard that they had met Nighthawk, he would have knelt at Nighthawk's feet without hesitation and bowed.

But at this moment, in the face of national righteousness, these are all nonsense.

What does the Chinese soldier symbolize when he comes to country A?

The consequences are unimaginable!

The team leader looked at Long Qingtian's eyes with respect and awe, hesitated for a while and waved his hand, everyone's fingers immediately put on the trigger, as long as the trigger was pulled, Long Qingtian would be shot into a hedgehog even if he had great ability!

Mo Jiu hugged Long Qingtian tightly and looked at the people around him vigilantly.

She clenched her fists.

"Captain!"

Lei Hong was startled, his face turned pale, he didn't expect that the already good form would suddenly change!

He hurriedly stepped forward and stood behind Long Qingtian.

"Captain!"

"Captain!"

All the special forces moved closer to Long Qingtian from the bottom of their hearts, surrounding him and Mo Jiu.

Long Qingtian is their chief, it is their heaven!

They won't allow anyone to hurt their generals before they fall!!

The Ku Klux Klan's spies were suddenly exposed to this group of people, and his trembling appearance of kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy was in stark contrast to the fearless appearance of the special forces.

The soldiers of country A all looked at Long Qingtian's group of people with admiration.

The squad leader extended his thumb to Long Qingtian to show his approval, but his hand was still raised, and when that hand fell, these were several special forces, and they would be buried on the spot!

Moment of truth!

A familiar and nice voice came in, "Oh, I almost missed such a good show, it was so exciting!" ”

……

Mo Jiu felt that she was simply having auditory hallucinations.

In a noisy situation, this voice was so pleasant, that Mo Jiu even looked around suspiciously for the first time, making sure that he was not dreaming.

The crowd followed the voice and looked out.

A man with epaulettes indicating that he was a lieutenant colonel of country A, accompanied by a slender, but slightly thin, serious man in a suit, walked in elegantly.

With Azrael's polite and mature demeanor, the lieutenant colonel from country A looked extremely rude.

Azrael wore a crisp suit and a white shirt that reflected the face more sophisticatedly.

He walked in slowly, his gaze first swept around Mo Jiu, and then looked at the squad leader who ordered everyone to point their guns at Long Qingtian's group.

The squad leader was stunned, saluted the lieutenant colonel, looked at Azrael, and asked in A Chinese: "May I ask who you are?" ”

“Azrael。” Azrael didn't stretch out his slender fingers, but instead glanced at the black mud hidden in the nails on the squad leader's fingers in disgust, and twisted his eyebrows slightly, "How long have you not washed your hands?" ”

The team leader was stunned, "Five days." ”

Azrael said earnestly, "Oh, that's great. I think you should have hundreds of millions of bacteria on your hands at least now in your stomach. ”