The engine roared, the wheels rolled, and Lang Zhan looked out through a peephole with deep eyes. Pale yellow everywhere you see, with the occasional hint of green or a green line, is the most prevalent color in the countryside and suburbs of Syrea. War hurts far more than people, nature suffers even more. Of course, it will not wail and cry, and what it can do is respond to this brutality and barbarism with a passive strike for years to come.

Ding Renke's car drove very steadily, much stronger than Lang Zhan's half-bucket water level. Lang Zhan even felt that he was not sitting in an off-road vehicle, but a car. He sat among the other four "Weiyang Palace bodyguards" with Lu Tian in his arms, and after getting tired of seeing the yellow-green outside, he turned his attention to the car, and soon discovered an interesting phenomenon. Ding Renke is a five-person person, except for some very obvious appearance characteristics are very similar, such as the muscles on the face are all rooted, and all the ones left are inflated, and the biggest common denominator is that they are all very handsome. That's right, it's handsome, the kind of handsomeness full of power and texture that men can especially understand.

"Captain Lang, do you have a plan for this operation?" Opposite Lang Zhan, a peaceful voice came, Lang Zhan looked up, and looked at a pair of eyes without any emotion - Lian Chengyi, the name flashed in his mind, and he should: "Of course." As he spoke, he pulled out a tactical tablet from his body.

Ding Renke and Shi Huan all have tactical tablets on their bodies, and they can use Bluetooth to communicate with each other, and after installing the meritorious station, a unique APP for Renguo soldiers, they can also build a group and form a separate small circle. Early on, Lang Zhan had already formed a group, and now, he only needed to share the battle plan stored in the tablet to the group, unless he deliberately set it to keep it secret from anyone, others would be able to see it. "I shared that this is not the final solution," he said. After speaking, he hugged the tablet and began to open some of his e-mail addresses one by one.

Let's start with official business, such as Zhu Hao, Xia Datian, and Jingwu's office. Zhu Hao didn't have many letters, most of them were related to bulletproof splints, he reported that he had not yet officially assumed the post of chairman of Zhongshan Weapons Industry Co., Ltd., and the first thing she did when she came to power was to nominate Nina, Li Zhenxi and Huoren as vice chairmen, and instructed to expand the production of Wolf Tooth brand bulletproof splints...... Xia Datian and Jingwu's office were all forwarded official documents, and Lang Zhan knew at a glance that some of these documents, Xia Datian himself may have forwarded them in groups without looking at them carefully. After the official order, it is time for the private one. They say they are private, but they are all women. And what makes Lang Zhan's head extremely big is that among the women, it is actually Yu Chile who has the most. And her sister Wei Chiyang has only sent three letters in total, and one of them was a few months ago. decisively deleted all of Yu Chile, and then clicked on Yu Chiyang's. Wei Chiyang's most recent letter came three days ago, and she told Lang Zhan in a letter that she was in the army. went to the Central Academy for further study, for half a year, during which she will be in a state of disappearance, let Lang Zhan pay attention to protect himself...... Wei Chiyang's emails are like her people, always bringing warmth to Lang Zhan. With this warm feeling, Lang Zhan thought about it and clicked on the boundless one. Even after such a long time, the name Yetung is still not as charming and relatable as Lori for Lang Zhan. Of course, there is a tendency to return to Lori more and more, and compared with Yu Chiyang, her email also has a heart-warming effect, and there is a hint of playfulness in addition to warmth...... And then there is Kaneshiro Ai, Kaneshiro Ai's email text is not much, but there are still photos of Lang Zhan and her, because in most of the photos, Kaneshiro Ai looks at Lang Zhan with admiration or admiration, as if, it doesn't matter if there is a text or not.

There's a reason Lang Zhan chose to click on the Attorney General's email last, because he didn't know if he was really ready. A little cautiously and even frightened, the so-called worry about what is coming, when it was a big-bellied photo of the prosecutor general, Lang Zhan's head exploded with a "buzz".

When I promised the Attorney General, it was very simple, because he was not in a normal state at all, and he was bleeding into his brain. Now, when he really started to think with his brain, no matter how mature his mind was, it seemed like a daunting task to be a father in his early twenties.

“…… My worst fears came when the Ministry of the Interior of Hubei sent a team of specialists, nominally to keep me and my children safe, but as an expectant mother, I could sense that they had other purposes. What other purpose could they have? It can only be our children. Gabriel, take me out of Krémiya, as an expectant mother, I can't sit idly by and watch my children face even the slightest danger......"

Five minutes or perhaps longer, Lang Zhan was torn back to his senses by the roaring sky. He stared intently, and his eyes were a pair of blue eyes; Sensing that someone was watching him, he looked up and saw the concerned eyes of Lian Chengyi and others, and suddenly had a strange thought: "Me and Natalia's child, won't it be a monster?" If you are like Nezha, your mother will stay in her belly for three years, and when she comes out, she will see the wind - I'll take it! ”

"Captain Lang, I think the drop-off location is too far back, I suggest it be placed in East District 3, what do you think?" Lian Chengyi said.

In Lang Zhan's battle plan, he took Tiemu Fort as the center, and divided the surrounding radiation areas into East 1, West 1, South 13, North 13 and other areas according to the direction and distance from Tiemu Fort. Like rescuing the Gruu of Hubei, it was impossible for Lang Zhan to drive into enemy-occupied territory, and where to get off and from which position to sneak in became the key to the success of this operation.

Lang Zhan: "East 3 District is only sixty kilometers away from Tiemu Fort, which is too close. ”

"It doesn't matter, we can disguise ourselves as rebels or ISIS militants and sneak in."

"You're in charge of makeup?"

"Yes."

"Give me a try, I just bought a piece of information for a lot of money, and you made it for me according to this person," Lang Zhan said, opening the tablet, finding a photo from it, and sending it to Lian Chengyi. Lian Chengyi turned on his tablet and looked at it for a while, then looked up at Lang Zhan and said, "Okay." ”

"Do you want to stop?"

"No, I don't."

Lang Zhan himself is a master of makeup, and he can even change the position of the bones and muscles on his face, supplemented by the most advanced bionic mask, to achieve the effect of being realistic. Makeup is a delicate job, so Lang Zhan asked if he wanted to stop. Lian Chengyi and others also had suitcases, Lang Zhan watched him open the suitcase, turned out a storage bag from it, and then took out a box similar to an oil painting tool sleeve from the storage bag, and secretly wondered in his heart: "There is no high-level bionic mask?" What should be done to achieve the effect of being fake? ”

Lian Chengyi sat down beside Lang Zhan with tools and said to him, "Captain Lang, please be sure to relax." I know that people like you, who walk on the line of life and death every day, can be particularly sensitive—"

Lang Zhan didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and interrupted directly, saying, "You help me put on makeup, and you don't harm me—don't worry, I know it in my heart." ”

"Okay, then I'll start—" Lian Chengyi finished and moved his hand. Lian Chengyi's makeup technique is very peculiar, Lang Zhan saw that he was smearing his face with a bunch of paints and a bunch of things similar to plasticine, and then used a pen and a knife to draw two strokes on the left and two knives on the right, he didn't say anything, but he was thinking in his heart: "It's a pity that I didn't get a few bionic noodles to use, otherwise I wouldn't be so troublesome." ”

Lang Zhan thought it would be very troublesome, but unexpectedly, it was only about forty minutes before and after, Lian Chengyi asked him to close his eyes, sprayed a mouthful of water in his face, and said to him: "Captain Lang, it's okay." ”

"Okay?" Lang Zhan asked, picked up his tablet and held it up in front of him, clicked on the photo, and then adjusted it to a selfie. The next moment, when he saw a completely unfamiliar self on the screen, his eyes couldn't help but widen. "Can I laugh?" He asked.

The sharpness of bionic masks on the international black market lies in the fact that users can use expressions normally without worrying about using too much force to expose their flaws. Lian Cheng Yi showed a smile on his face when he heard this-Lang Zhan had met him no less than a thousand times, and this was the first time he had seen him smile, so he couldn't help but look at it twice. Lian Chengyi smiled and said lightly: "You can even wash your face, of course, you can't pick it with your fingers." ”

"Oh?" Lang Zhan said, and began to grin. After making a few vigorous expressions, he turned off the tablet and said, "Since you have such a makeup technique, let's find a place to get off in the East 3rd District." Now, help other people to be more tolerant, ask for something like the Middle Easterners. ”

"Yes."

"How long will it last?"

"Forty-eight hours at least. After forty-eight hours, if you don't touch the water, you should be able to keep it for a few more hours. ”

"Awesome!" Lang Zhan gave a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time secretly decided in his heart that before coming back, he would resolutely not wash his face, and if he had to wash his face, he would have to find a way to pick some materials from his face first.

Four hours later, when Lang Zhan ordered the troops to rest and everyone replenished their energy, everyone got out of the car and regrouped together.

Sergei learned what was going on and praised it sincerely: "It's almost chaotic, no, I can't see a flaw at all!" ”

Lang Zhan, Ding Renke, Shi Huan and others, where is there still a little shadow of Renguo people on their bodies at this time, according to Sergei, as long as they don't speak, then they are standing in front of them, and they can't recognize it.

"Sergey, are you telling the truth? Really unrecognizable? Lang Zhan asked, speaking in authentic Arabic.

Sergei subconsciously turned around when he heard this, and the next moment he blinked his eyes and asked, "Little sir, are you talking?" ”

"Who else but me?"

"O Allah! Your accent is just—"

After Lang Zhan, Ding Renke asked Lian Chengyi: "You used a voice changer for him?" ”

"No," Lian Chengyi shook his head.

"Is it his own voice? Interesting," Ding Renke said, looking at Lang Zhan's back and his eyes flickering, he didn't know what he was thinking.