"Be aware of the surroundings... Throw the gun away, we don't need this anymore, we just need to pretend for now. ”

Lin Yinqing smiled, threw the gun aside, gently unloaded the magazine, touched it and stopped paying attention. Liu Mengyuan yawned and squatted in the shade of a tree. She rested for a while, felt that her throat was very dry, and she kept swallowing.

"The command said that this building is an enemy-occupied area, and we need to meet the enemy's convoy before dark, so as not to arouse most of the suspicions." After Lin Yinqing finished speaking, he pointed to the crowd on the road. Then he whispered

"Ordinary soldiers will walk around when they see our dress, but we must be high and ...... casually," said the two men, and then they got up, first surveying their surroundings and then stepping out of the trees on the side and into the street.

Lin Yinqing raised his head and walked forward as long as he could, his hands motioning to the soldiers around him from time to time to give way.

The iron-blooded soldier first looked at it, then quickly bowed his head, and walked away in a gray manner, the magnificent Lin Yinqing seemed to have no flaws, as long as he didn't speak, everything would not be exposed.

Liu Mengyuan was painting cats and tigers behind him, and he also greeted the soldiers, but he was extremely stiff and gentle, which did not coincide with the conditions.

The surrounding crowd must have consciously avoided it, but the soldier's eyes were always focused on Liu Mengyuan's face over and over again, a slight red color temporarily filled the entire face, and the fierce eyes showed a pretended murderous and arrogant aura, but the footsteps were very light, as if they were very restrained.

The soldier passed by Liu Mengyuan's side, smelled the body fragrance, but had a strange feeling, he couldn't help but look back several times before letting go of his apprehension, holding the gun and walking beside him.

The soldiers were a little less visible, and some of the crowd began to emerge from view. With the noisy sounds around him, Lin Yinqing calmed Liu Mengyuan's heart with an almost whispered voice, but his hand was on the holster, although it was through the skirt, but if something unexpected happened, he could still take out the gun and shoot, but it would be much more troublesome.

Trucks full of military personnel drove forward at almost flying speeds, and in front of them was the checkpoint.

"Miss, there is a checkpoint ahead...... Lin Yinqing suddenly stood on Liu Mengyuan's side, first knelt down on one knee, and gently put his right hand on his right shoulder, which made people feel a little wonderful, people first closed their eyes, opened them gently, and looked at Liu Mengyuan with a smile.

She was not stunned, but the corners of her mouth rose and she lightly lifted her long skirt, only to see several guards around her hurriedly hugging each other around Liu Mengyuan.

Liu Mengyuan waved his hand forward, and made a gesture of "please get up" with his other hand, and just after the gesture, Lin Yinqing stood up, but there was a subtle detail.

She gently patted the position where the holster was located, and made a small "fork" action, the action was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, and this action was quickly recorded in Liu Mengyuan's mind.

Lin Yinqing stood in the protective circle and followed behind Liu Mengyuan, and the soldiers on the side didn't dare to do too much, so they could only guard beside him.

Lin Yinqing kicked away a stone, and then whistled, only to see a few soldiers hurriedly blocking the alley, and sure enough, pieces of refugees would soon pour out of the alley, throwing rotten vegetable leaves on his and Liu Mengyuan's faces.

In order to ensure the integrity of the mission, she had to do so. She was very resistant to the fact that these people, who had once walked side by side, had now become a threat to interfere with her mission, and she had to do the same.

You can't speak, to speak is to be exposed, and silent battles are more psychologically considered than spoken battles. The iron-blooded soldier was beating a child in the middle of the road, and the miserable howl continued.

Almost all of the people who ran out of the surrounding area fell under the gun, and the frenzied parents timidly hid behind the garbage cans. Liu Mengyuan waved his hand and motioned for the group of soldiers who were fighting to leave, which was in line with the original character, and this servant could not shed blood.

After making a look, the girl slowly stood up under the stick, light and purple, and the brother lying on the ground around him had lost his breath, and even his face was blurred by the beating.

In an instant, the vegetable leaves and potatoes were about to fly to Liu Mengyuan's face, Lin Yinqing hurriedly blocked these things, and the angry people did not flee until a gunshot rang out in the sky.

"......" Lin Yinqing tidied up Liu Mengyuan's clothes and asked the child to run quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the girl spread her legs and ran away.

The circle of protection is not very tightly protected, because the servants have to serve not themselves, but the commander, no matter how beautiful they are, they are not their own, so except for those personal bodyguards, they do not care, but are very sloppy to defend.

As soon as you sweep the afterglow, you can see a group of refugees kneeling on the street begging grandpa to tell grandma.

They were put up signs, evicted from their homes after near-merciless abuse, and those houses were ridiculously used for iron-blooded housing.

There was a word on their door that said "Get out", but they were resisting.

Whether it's hand-to-hand combat or team fighting, but in the end, they all lie under the iron-blooded gun.

Lin Yinqing shook her head, looked at the sky on both sides, the sky was clear, the sky was cloudless, she didn't care about kicking the rubble, and then quickly blinked, pretending not to see the scenery around her.

The child who was kicked out rolled in the mud, but was then carried in by his mother under a quilt.

The street lamp in front of them suddenly stopped working, but soon it was back on, but it was dim, and a woman walked by, dressed in white, with long hair and a slender figure. She walked over, but she was hit by a ** in the back.

She fell to her knees at once, but she was quickly dragged into the house.

Liu Mengyuan swallowed his saliva, but pretended that he didn't need anything, continued to walk on the road, and soon entered the checkpoint, first being checked, but it was a great honor that the pistol was not checked, they treated these senior servants very respectfully, naturally they didn't dare to be too strict, and the ten-minute inspection was over in three minutes.

A couple of spies came to take over our security, but it was clear that they were all our people, as their behavior was constantly suggesting that they were their own.

Did it go well? No, after this journey, everything seems to be very prosperous, high-end cars drive over the road, and people in all kinds of clothes appear on the streets, looking very peaceful and serene.

"A false farce," Lin Yinqing muttered softly, patting the shoulder of the person in front of him......