"Goshawk, goshawk, I'm a white wolf, please answer when you hear it."

"Goshawk received, white wolf, please speak." The captain touched his nose with the index finger of his left hand, covered his mouth with his palm, looked around casually, and said.

"Goshawk, there is a report from the coast guard that more than ten suspicious people have been found on the return island about ten kilometers from here, all of whom are carrying firearms."

"Return Island? Map! The captain frowned and waved his hand.

The woman on the opposite side hurriedly took out the tablet from her satchel, called up the map, and pushed it in front of the captain.

"Captain, Return Island is surrounded by the sea, terrorists choose to trade there, how to get out after being discovered? I suspect there's fraud in it. The woman pointed to the location of Return Island on the map and asked her own questions.

"Yes, your analysis makes sense. In this way, Butterfly, in order to prevent us from falling for the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, I will take the white wolf and an armed speedboat to check it out, and you stay here, and I will hand over the command of this place to you. Remember, while ensuring the safety of the public, bring terrorists to justice and shoot them on the spot if they resist. Captain Goshawk said.

"Captain, armed speedboats can only carry ten people, and terrorists have more than a dozen, take two speedboats! I'm worried about ......" The woman named Butterfly stopped talking.

"No, there are too many tourists here, and sufficient police forces must be reserved here, otherwise there will be an emergency and we will not be able to deal with it." Goshawk replied resolutely.

"But ......" butterfly is still not at ease.

"It's an order!" The goshawk glared at the butterfly.

"Yes!" Butterfly said decisively, glanced at the goshawk again, and said, "Captain, I have something to say to you, but it's actually ......."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a wave of the goshawk's hand, "If you have anything to say, I'll wait for me to come back." ”

After saying that, he got up and walked outside the restaurant.

"Be careful!" The butterfly said as she looked at the back of the goshawk.

When the goshawk heard the butterfly's words, he stopped, nodded slightly, said nothing, and left quickly.

The butterfly stared at the goshawk in the distance, her eyes gloomy.

The conversation between the two was clearly heard by Jiang Nan, who knew that there were terrorists operating around here, and he didn't care about the sudden sensitivity of his hearing, so he ate something casually and hurriedly ran towards the beach.

It's noon, the scorching sun shines on the sea and the beach, the calm sea is rippling, and the beach is a little hot, but this can't stop the enthusiasm of tourists.

In the distance, someone ran shirtless, holding a surfboard, desperately running into the sea; There are also people who can't swim wearing lifebuoys and playing in the water on the beach; There are also sports enthusiasts, who team up to play beach soccer and volleyball.

Nearby, people were playing with each other, children were building castles with sand, and people who were tired of playing hid in parasols, lying comfortably on beach chairs, drinking beer and drinks. The busiest are the convenience stores, with long queues in front of them.

When he came to the beach and took off his shoes and socks, Jiangnan felt a lot more down-to-earth, and many people could be courageous.

However, for him from the north, he was really not used to such a hot day, and when he saw that there was no one under the parasol not far away, he hurriedly ran over.

Lying on the beach chair and watching the people playing, Gangnam was also infected by this hilarious atmosphere and left the terrorists behind.

Looking at the people playing on the beach, Jiang Nan felt a little kind in his heart, as if a voice shouted, "Go to the sea and swim for a while", Jiang Nan was taken aback by this thought.

Born in the mountains, he has never been in the water, let alone swimming.

But as soon as this thought appeared, he couldn't hold it back anymore, Jiang Nan subconsciously took off his T-shirt and walked slowly to the beach.

The waves surged onto the beach in waves, washing Jiangnan's feet, and the familiar touch made him unable to help but want to shout loudly.

The sea was slightly cooler than the beach, which was very comfortable, and Jiang Nan walked into the sea step by step, until the sea water flooded his hip bone.

If the water is a little deeper, there will be no sense of security.

However, there seemed to be two voices arguing in my head, and the focus of the question was whether I could swim.

In the end, Gangnam decided to give it a try in this location.

After all, in his dream, he experienced Li Zhong's life, and swimming didn't seem to be a difficult thing.

Even if you can't swim, the water here is not deep, so you don't have to worry about drowning.

Bending down into the sea, Jiangnan is like a fish in the water, swimming around flexibly, surprised and very excited at the same time, happily swimming towards the deep water.

The variety of swimming styles is changed repeatedly, and it is very familiar, comparable to that of professional athletes.

I swam back and forth for a long time, and I didn't see the slightest tiredness.

The words are divided into two ends.

Butterfly sat in the dining room, unable to calm down since the goshawk left.

After going to sea, the walkie-talkie lost its effect, and she didn't know the situation over there, let alone contact the goshawk, for fear of affecting him, so she could only stay here restlessly and complete the task given to her by the goshawk.

Over and over again, I contacted the police officers who stayed here through the intercom to understand the real situation.

The messages from the headset that said "no abnormality found" made her a little confused.

Could it be that Kuaidao would really choose to trade on Return Island? This judgment was quickly rejected by her.

Since waiting here didn't help, the butterfly decided to go to the beach to make a round.

She believed that no amount of disguise could escape her eyes.

In the evening, the setting sun stains the sky red, and the beach exudes residual heat, telling of the hardships of the day.

At the junction of sea and sky, a black dot, from far to near, gradually becoming larger, is an armed speedboat.

A figure clenched a submachine gun in both hands, standing on the bow of the boat, it was a white wolf.

His eyes were red and bloodshot, and the chest of his khaki combat uniform was covered with large blood stains.

The butterfly saw the speedboat from a distance and quickly ran towards it.

There was no goshawk in sight, and the butterfly had a sense of foreboding.

"White wolf, where's the captain?"

The white wolf and eight police officers jumped out of the speedboat, and the goshawk lay calmly in the speedboat, his face black, his eyes closed, and the top of his combat uniform was torn and dotted with dark red.

Several men worked together to carry him out and place him on the beach.

"Captain, wake up, Captain, wake up, don't scare me 1" The butterfly hugged the arm of the goshawk and called loudly, tears falling like pearls with broken threads.

The goshawk let it sway, but did not respond.

"Why? Why? How so? The butterfly turned to the white wolf and shouted.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The white wolf couldn't hold back any longer, and fell to his knees on the beach, his mouth kept talking, and tears fell from his eyes.

When the rest of the people heard this, they also lowered their heads gloomily, and their shoulders shook suddenly.

Seeing this, the butterfly put down the goshawk, grabbed the white wolf's collar with both hands, pulled back and forth, and screamed.

"You say, you say!"

"The information is wrong, and Quickknife has no intention of trading on Return Island. We were ambushed, and the goshawk helped me block a grenade, and he ...... "The white wolf spoke of this intermittently, howling and crying.

"Bastard!" The butterfly punched the white wolf in the face and stepped forward and kicked her a few more times, and the rest of the people hurriedly pulled her back.

"Let go of her, let her fight, it should be me who dies!" The white wolf cried and roared.

The rest of the people let go of the butterfly.

She stared at the white wolf for a long time, did not say anything, walked to the goshawk with a dark face, knelt down, straightened the collar of the goshawk, smoothed the folds of his clothes, and took out a tissue, gently wiping the stains on his face.

"I don't know what to say,

I won't see you for a day,

It's like there's something missing around you,

Do you know I love you,

Why ignore me.

Please tell me softly,

Don't call me suspicious,

You know I love you

It's just that I love you in my heart. ”