"Brother, why are you crying? Why do you cry when you talk to Bing'er, like your mother? ”

Song Bing'er wiped the moist corners of Luo Hao's eyes with her little hand and said, "Brother, play with Bing'er and Qiuqiu, play with us, and you won't cry." Except for the fact that he sometimes steals my candy, Qiuqiu is still very obedient and obedient. ”

"Qiuqiu, come here!"

Song Bing'er greeted Qiuqiu, who was playing frisbee on the side. Qiuqiu immediately threw away the frisbee, stuck out his tongue and ran towards Song Bing'er quickly, wagging his tail, and Song Bing'er came and went back and forth.

"You gluttonous dog!"

Song Bing'er angrily hit Qiuqiu's body, took out two candies from his pocket, peeled off the wrapping paper of one of them, and threw them into Qiuqiu's mouth.

As soon as the thumb-sized candy reached his mouth, he was crushed and swallowed by Qiuqiu. After eating the candy in his mouth, Qiuqiu tilted his head and stared at the remaining candy in Song Bing'er's hand.

Song Bing'er hit Qiuqiu twice more, and said angrily: "That's not for you to eat!" ”

Song Bing'er peeled off the candy wrapper, stuffed the candy into Luo Hao's mouth, and said, "You can be happy if you eat sugar, Bing'er eats candy every time she is unhappy, so I asked my aunt to secretly buy me a lot of candy." I wanted my mom to eat candy when she was upset, but she only wanted to drink coffee. Speaking of this, Song Bing'er couldn't help but pout.

"If you have a lot of sugar, why is it that only he has it, and we don't?" Situ Kong and the other four people in Tactical Group B came out of the villa, squatted down and said to the outstretched hand.

"You play with me, and I'll give you candy to eat!" Song Bing'er stretched out her little thumb to Situ Kong and said.

Situ Kong hooked his fingers with Song Bing'er, and said with a smile: "A word is a certainty!" ”

Song Bing'er happily ran to the villa with Qiuqiu and gave Situ Kong and the others to get candy.

Looking at Song Bing'er's jumping back, Luo Hao suddenly felt that the candy in his mouth was sweet, with a hint of bitterness.

Song Bing'er really didn't understand why Song Xuan couldn't help but shed tears when she was talking to her? Luo Hao felt that it was not necessary, she was more inclined to this was the little girl's deliberate pretend. She's really much, much more mature than the average child!

"Although Bing'er's living conditions are better than those of ordinary children, she is really not as happy as ordinary children." Luo Hao sighed softly.

"yes." Situ Kong sighed slowly and said approvingly: "When I was young, although I was forced to practice martial arts by the old man in the family, I also didn't have much time to play, but I was not as lonely as her. Such a small child, but only a dog that can't talk to play with her. ”

"This time, we will play with this little girl for a day, just as a relaxation before the war." Luo Hao glanced at the few brothers beside him and suggested.

"Agreed!"

"Yes!"

"No problem!"

“……”

This day is Song Bing'er's happiest day in the past few years, the little girl's laughter is very happy, very cheerful, and very heartfelt.

And when Tactical Group B was enjoying the rare calm before the battle in the villa and playing with Song Bing'er, the intelligence network of the Longyin Army's special service team in the Neon Country was still working non-stop, and the latest news about Zhou's navy would be transmitted to the safe house every two hours.

After returning from the Chita Medical Research Institute, Zhou Haijun was like a turtle with its head and feet shrunk into a turtle shell, nesting in the business building where the headquarters of the "undead" special service team was located, and there was no movement at all.

According to Zhou Haijun's inability to shrink into the situation, perhaps as Luo Hao said, if they lose the opportunity to act tonight, and they don't want the biological vaccine and blood samples to be traded into the hands of the "Dark Moon", they will only have to storm the headquarters building of the "Undead" special service team.

Maybe it was because she was tired after a day of playing, Song Bing'er had dinner and took a shower, and then took Qiuqiu back to her room to sleep.

At 6:30 p.m., Zhao Tianyu and Tactical Group B loaded the equipment needed for the operation into the Chrysler station wagon, and set off from the safe house to Qiye County, where the theater was located.

Zhao Tianyu and the three Land Rovers of Tactical Group B had just driven out of the courtyard of the villa, and Song Bing'er walked down the stairs with a giant panda doll in her hand and Qiuqiu.

Song Bing'er stood beside Song Xuan, looked at the Chrysler station wagon in the distance, and asked Song Xuan, "Mom, those brothers and dad will definitely be able to come back safely, right?" ”

"Yes, they'll all come back safely."

Song Xuan stroked Song Bing'er's soft hair, and suddenly asked, "Bing'er, do you want to follow those brothers and father back to China?" ”

During the day, Song Xuan was on the balcony and watched Song Bing'er and Luo Hao playing in the yard. When Luo Hao and the others sighed for Song Bing'er's lonely childhood, why wasn't Song Xuan sad? So if Song Bing'er is willing to follow Zhao Tianyu and them back to China, Song Xuan will definitely not stop them.

"Will Mom go back with her?" Song Bing'er turned her head to look at Song Xuan and asked rhetorically.

Song Xuan looked at Song Bing'er with a serious face and was silent, because she didn't know how to tell her daughter more tactfully that she was unwilling to return to China.

Song Bing'er saw the silent Song Xuan, the giant panda doll in her hand, held Song Xuan's hand with one hand, and caressed the ball squatting beside her with the other hand, sticking out her tongue, and said, "If Mom doesn't go back, Bing'er won't go back either." We're here with Qiuqiu. ”

Song Xuan squatted down with red eyes, resting her chin on Song Bing'er's forehead, tears raining down.

……

At 7:30 p.m., the black Chrysler station wagon drove into Sakiba Prefecture. At 7:45 a.m., Li Yifeng, wearing a black combat uniform, carrying a tennis bag and a travel bag in his hand, appeared on the roof of an office building a block away from the theater.

Li Yifeng reassembled the disassembled Tac-50 anti-materiel sniper rifle and MSR sniper rifle in a tennis bag, then equipped himself with the P226 pistol, Alaska whaling fork survival knife, M57 anti-personnel grenade, and M84 flash shock grenade in the travel bag, and finally folded the MP5K-PDW submachine gun to the size of a pistol and stuffed it into the under-rib holster.

Li Yifeng lay on the rooftop, pushed the travel bag and tennis bag in front of him, then picked up the Remington MSR sniper rifle with the muzzle screwed on the silencer, put on the air headset, and said: "'Sanitation Center', the fox is in place, over!" ”

"'Sanitation Center' received, done!"

In the Chrysler station wagon, Luo Hao released the air headset stuffed in his ear, pulled the sleeve of the USP combat pistol several times in a row, and then loaded it into the magazine filled with all-metal armor empty pointed bullets, stuffed the gun into the quick-draw holster and put it into the tactical backpack, raised his hand to look at the time of the watch on his wrist, and ordered: "Match the watch!" It's 7:50 p.m., and in 10 minutes, the 'Big Cleaning' operation begins! ”