The cold expression of the dimension seemed to be frozen by the cold temperature of Siberia at this time, standing there motionless, his eyes seemed to be controlled in the direction of the voice, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly: "This voice... Zhao... Yang squad leader"?! It's like the ice and snow scene two years ago reappeared in front of him, and the nightmare that plagued the dimension for two years gave him a heavy blow at this time!

Two years ago, a squadron in Tibet, the dimension was carrying out brutal training as usual, such weather and an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, even under the condition that it was difficult to breathe, a squad leader Zhao Yang led their squad of soldiers to climb over the snow mountain training, on the way back from their training, the weather changed suddenly, the strong wind counterattacked, and the unsuspecting dimension was instantly swept by the strong wind and fell to the ground, seeing that it was about to fall into the valley with the heavy snow, Zhao Yang rushed to the dimension with an arrow step, and dragged the dimension to the top of the mountain. His body slid downward and fell into the valley by inertia.

"Squad leader"!! The dimension and all the fighters of their squad hysterically shouted Zhao Yang's name towards the valley.

Later, the squadron leader ordered the search and rescue work, but all of them returned in vain, Zhao Yang's photo was also hung in the squadron's honor room, everyone thought that Zhao Yang died in the valley, and also held a memorial meeting for him, everything is only the dimension is difficult to forget, the moment of the life and death line, the squad leader saved himself with his life, has been ingrained in his mind, and often appears in the dream of the dimension.

"Zhao Yang's squad leader! You're not dead"... The dimension couldn't suppress his emotions anymore.

"Yes, I've disappointed you, such a nasty perverted squad leader, I can't wait to die a thousand times, it's really unfortunate that I'm still alive." After Zhao Yang finished speaking, he gently placed his right hand on the half of the mask.

"Your face? Squad leader, what's wrong with your face"? Ji Yuan tried to walk towards Zhao Yang, but was scolded by Zhao Yang.

"Stop! I don't have so much nonsense to talk to you, now you and I are both dancers, and we are not on the same front, there is no need to catch up with you, let's start quickly, don't you want to crush us with a dance".

"I"....Dimension's brain is a blank blank sheet of paper at the moment, let alone dancing, it is very difficult for him to put the language and logic together, he is really excited and confused now!

"Xiao Ai, go and turn on the stereo, Benge and these people have no combat power now", Muzi took the opportunity to quickly enter the Qi Dance Competition.

"Well, I understand", Xiao Ai turned on the stereo, and the track sounded, and the five people gradually came together and danced in unison.

"Pheasant, dimensional he"... Phoebe asked, looking at the pheasant.

"Qi Ran, can you still hold on"? Xuan Pheasant asked Qi Ran.

"No problem, Brother Xuan Pheasant"!

"Okay, I'll contain Qiu Jun and Zhao Yang, Ke you come to deal with Mulan, Qi Ran watched Mu Zi, Phoebe you and Xiao Ai stalemate, Ji Yuan asked him to calm down for a while, let's leave him alone, although it is a dance of five people, but this is no different from fighting dance, as long as we don't mess up the formation, there is still a chance." The pheasant arranged his team and got up to enter the battle.

The five members of the Holy Dance Troupe were headed by Muzi, and his nickname of "Phantom God" was indeed well deserved, and under his leadership, the five people seemed to be hugging each other, with no flaws in the front and back, left and right.

Qi Ran's footsteps always followed Muzi, although it was a little difficult, but he never lost the rhythm, but the three people in the back, Xuan Pheasant and Xiao Ke Phoebe, could not compete with the members of the Holy Dance team head-on.

"Damn"! Xiao Ke couldn't hold back at this time, he took a small step forward and exchanged positions with Qi Ran, and Muzi's right rear Mulan was already ready, he and Xiao Ke met head-on, and he, who was good at imitating movements, was doing the same movements as Xiao Ke at this time.

"There's no time"! Xuan Pheasant looked at the clock above, there are less than two minutes, Phoebe, Qi Ran, let's give it a go, the four of them are ready to use the last power.

"Zhao Yang squad leader"... The dimension on the side looked at the squad leader dancing in front of him, and he really didn't dare to imagine that the person who had "died" yesterday would suddenly appear in front of him today, and the picture that should have been ecstatic and hugging each other was so heart-wrenching now.

"Yi Zhiyuan, you are a coward, I don't have a soldier like you, do you see your teammates being hurt by others! Or do you want to lose someone like me at once". Zhao Yang stopped his movements and loudly reprimanded the soldiers and dimensions he had led.

"Come on, dimension, let's compare Thomas with me, see who does more, don't you want to compete with me the most when you were a soldier, and I will fulfill you today." After speaking, Zhao Yang flipped to the front of the dimension with an empty hand.

Ji Yuan looked at Xuan Pheasant, Phoebe, Qi Ran, and Xiao Ke, thinking about the trapped Che, he mustered up the courage to prop his hands on the floor, Thomas whirled, and he and Zhao Yang had a final big competition.

30 seconds... There were only 30 seconds left, and everyone was holding their breath as they watched the final battle between the two fighters in front of them.

"Zhao Yang, what are you doing"! Mu Zi frowned and shouted, obviously he was not willing to let the initiative he had previously occupied be easily thrown away.

"Let's let him play, he's been looking forward to it," Qiu Jun said. He didn't speak to the deputy commander.

"Cut, see if he can make it to the end". Mu Zi looked at Zhao Yang with pouting eyes.

10, 9, 8, 7...... It's time! The clock above the Holy Dance was fixed on the hour, and the four-hour campaign was over.

Ji Yuan and Zhao Yang looked at each other breathlessly, and this time the two of them did not distinguish the winner or loser, and completed the same action almost at the same time in the last second!

"Looks like we should sanction these two people", Muzi said and walked towards Xuan Che's side.