If the Kim family has a real "Baekdu Mountain warrior", I think, Jin Yanbai is well-deserved. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although placed in other coalition countries, it is not uncommon for the children of the leader's family to go to war (some coalition countries have a political culture that prides itself on how many people die on the battlefield). However, in North Korea, there are very few people like Kim Yanbai, who trained themselves from the lowest level of private after returning from studying at the Soviet military academy and relied on strength step by step to achieve today's achievements.

I also remember that the instructor Cherdenko mentioned this name more than once. "It would be nice if Jin Yanbai was also in the Storm Team," he said, "and his combat power is already equivalent to that of a Storm Team fighter who has just joined the regular service." If you come here for training, it is estimated that he will become an elite combat soldier before you. ”

It was seven years ago, when I had just returned from Moscow and was touted as "the youngest elite fighter in history" for a month when I saw a gale sign with a thunderbolt on the epaulettes. I knew the instructor was trying to spur me on and tell me not to be complacent (though it wasn't necessary). I'm still far from being qualified to be "complacent").

If Instructor Cherdenko is telling the story of the elder Mosvenk, or the history of blood and tears of his adoptive father's hard struggle, or how Prime Minister Lomanov hid from the Allied countries to rebuild the coalition camp, even if the instructor talks about the years when he fought in China when he was young, I can understand and admit this......

But he was referring to Jin Yanbai, a name I had never heard of. That's what impresses me. But I can only learn from the limited public information that Jin Yanbai is indeed very good.

When I asked "Jin Yanbai", an American "international soldier" shook off the cigarette at that time, and it took a long time to relight it with a trembling hand, and took a few sharp puffs before saying: "I was thinking on the night I was captured, if this is the strength of your elite fighters of the coalition army, then your elite fighters and our Delta Commando are simply god-like existences." When I found out that he wasn't even part of the Storm Panel, I made up my mind: even if I went back to America, I would dare to shout on Fifth Street: 'I'm an atheist!' 'Three times. ”

And now, this "legendary" Jin Yanbai is standing alive in front of me, and I am in a daze at the purple spider brand on his right arm.

"This is a tarantula," he put his gloves back on lightly, "Of course, Comrade General is the commander-in-chief of the storm team, and he must have heard that the former Twelve-recreated not only has a name, but also ......"

"And you're probably the second 'former twelfth Cuban re-enchanté' I know. I have a subordinate of the same kind as you," I hurriedly said, "Do you have any impression of the name Chen Tianjie?" ”

Jin Yanbai looked at me strangely and shook his head vigorously. "I'm sorry, I'm not impressed," he said, "I don't know anything about the other eleven, and the Cuban doctor comrades didn't tell me." ”

He pulled his sleeve up so I could see his number. Like Chen Tianjie, the number was decorated with the beast to which the gene belonged to which it was implanted. For example, Chen Tianjie's figures, a snake in a "1" pose, black and white stripes sticking out its tongue.

Jin Yanbai's is a spider with two legs and gray edges and black in the middle (small at the top and large at the bottom), mouth-to-mouth. It looks like a number "8". "The genes I implanted are said to be those of tarantulas," he said, "and luckily, I didn't die." According to doctors, the success rate of recreating people is only 10%, and the first 12th is only 2.5%, and it is luck that can succeed. ”

"Then congratulations." We chatted as we walked. It stands to reason that now is not the time to chat, but I don't know why, walking with this Jin Yanbai has made me feel a lot more at ease. An inexplicable feeling of "winning in hand" arises spontaneously.

According to the technician's memory, there were not many Allied soldiers guarding this road. There are about 30 people, a small number of people are scattered in different rooms, and more than half of them are concentrated in the monitoring room, the defense system adjustment room, and the broadcasting room. Probably the enemy didn't expect that we would attack the control room directly, and most of the allied troops were technicians.

Of course, the situation is not so rosy. For example, behind the ...... There are probably more than thirty Allied forces of the same number, and the equipment and combat effectiveness should not be bad, are catching up. It's best not to get in the way of getting in the way, or we'll be caught between the front and back.

"It's okay," Jin Yanbai said confidently, "and the enemies in the control room don't seem to think that the two of us can destroy them. Although the thirty-three men transferred from the enemy are not bad in combat, as long as the two of us cooperate well, I can guarantee that we can take out the people in the control room before the enemy reinforcements arrive. ”

"How do you know they have thirty-three?" I looked at Jin Yanbai in amazement. I don't know if there are thirty-three enemies, just count how many life signals are coming from behind. But how did Jin Yanbai know? Hearing? Olfaction?

It doesn't matter what it is. As we went up the stairs, the sound of hurried footsteps came down from upstairs, and a grenade rolled down at our feet, causing me to jump down in fright. When I landed, I didn't stand firmly, and I fell down the stairs to the ground, and I was stumbled.

But...... The explosion did happen, but it wasn't where I was standing, but in front of Jin Yanbai.

"Why are you jumping down in such a hurry?" Jin Yanbai looked at me playfully, and I looked ahead of him in surprise. Except for a mess of ground, only a blur of flesh and blood remained. The culprit who threw the grenade here is now blurred together with flesh and blood.

There is no doubt that the grenade was thrown back by Jin Yanbai. But how did Jin Yanbai throw it back? This is not an old-fashioned grenade with a time-delay fuse, this is a grenade that "blooms on the ground"! How did he do it?

Then I saw Jin Yanbai open his mouth and spit out a long white silk thread from his mouth. The thread opened and turned into a net and stuck to the wall!

"......I think I'm dumbfounded." Although Chen Tianjie's two tricks of thermal imaging and injecting venom with teeth have already prepared me mentally for the ability of the first 12th recreated person to be almost "". But that's conceivable and acceptable after all.

And spider silk spits out of the human mouth...... I think that perhaps only Chinese mythology, Japanese animation, American films, and the Spanish "Court of the Universe" can think of something else possible.

"Seven were killed, and twenty-six more. I don't know what level that Chen Tianjie you met is, but I know that in the next battle, you just need to follow me," Jin Yansong teased the black Liuhai and announced triumphantly, "It's funny to say: the commander-in-chief of the storm team actually needs an ordinary unit to cover him. ”

"Each other," I sneered, "and then, Comrade Kim, can you tell me after which battle you met Comrade Marx?" ”

His eyes suddenly froze, and his expression changed. I'm getting more and more curious about what kind of psychic shielding device he was wearing, because now, I want to know what he was thinking.

"I," he said with a smile, "I'm a little different." Don't worry, when the Allied devils are driven out of the bunker, I will explain this matter to you in detail. ”