The daytime life in the mountains and forests is also quite an interesting day.

At least as far as Yan Xue is concerned, sitting in the mountains and forests eating roast rat meat, and using a rifle with a scope to look at the ghost soldiers in the distance in the mountains. I thought to myself that as long as I hooked my fingers, maybe a life would disappear. It's a very different feeling, at least not the feeling of a pretty department flower in a city university.

But feeling the giant beside him, trembling with him in the cold wind, on the windward side, he used his body as a mountain rock, so that he felt warm when he was hiding behind her. So although the things in front of her are not easy for a girl in the city to appreciate, Yan Xue's heart is also warm.

"I don't understand, why don't you stay in the cement factory, at least you won't be cold like this."

Although it is sunny in Gangnam, the cold wind from the damp surface of the river and the state of hiding in the shade of the trees make people feel cold. Perhaps everyone thinks that Jin Tao, as a giant and warrior, should not be afraid of the cold.

However, he has been living in Fujian, and he still has to shake his body in the face of the cold wind on his face. Yan Xue leaned on Jin Tao's side, almost in his arms. Although he was still shivering with cold, he also felt Jin Tao's body trembling. Even listening to his voice, there is a bit of a trill.

The winter in Jiangnan is cold, because of the humidity and constant mountain wind, even a cold-tolerant northerner can't stand it. But he didn't care about Zhou Zhonghua, although he was as thick as Jin Tao, but reducing the breathing rate to relax the whole body, when the qi and blood were transported, the resistance to the cold would be strengthened.

Perhaps Chinese Qigong will not be as cured by some "magic sticks" as advertised, but it cannot be denied that a higher level of breathing control than "abdominal breathing" can indeed adjust the body and improve the body's ability to cope with the harsh external environment.

Zhou Zhonghua moved his body, took out the pit he was lying in, and then took out a silver wine jug. Of course, it's not Chinese, it's a treasure from the wealth confiscated from the gendarmerie of the 6th Division of the Imperial Japanese Army. Jin Tao took out the pocket watch or other mechanical watches inside as a military use, and the shiny polished silver wine jug was of course issued as a reward.

"Oh, I said sir, if you can't drink a glass of wine, maybe you will ......"

Zhou Zhonghua took out the wine jug from his arms, it was not his, it was something he took care of for the veterans. The sunlight shining through the branches of the tree sprinkled on Zhou Zhonghua's body, and he who had just been washed was a young and beautiful young man.

As mentioned earlier, if you want to apply some grease powder, you can ensure that no one can see it when you go on stage as a little flower.

However, there was no one else who told the joke except Jin Tao. Because there are rules in the Chiyou army, if you are not satisfied, you can use a fight to see the high. And regardless of the military rank in the fighting ring, it is not allowed to hold grudges, and it is not allowed to wear small shoes. The latter method, especially if the officer uses it against the soldier because of something in the fighting ring, is to turn around according to the Code of the Dead.

Zhou Zhonghua was satisfied with this rule, because after fighting with Zhao Deyi on it, he finally got rid of the nickname "Little Huadan". But only one person has been removed, and he only hates one person.

"Drinking, Xiaohuadan, you kid don't know, drinking alcohol will make people react more slowly! No wonder you're so bad at kung fu! ”

Zhou Zhonghua listened to Jin Tao call his nickname in a big way, and hated it in his heart. It's a pity that I can't beat this dog. day. I really didn't expect that bear-like body would be like that.

And his Zhou family's kung fu is poor, I didn't see that there was a second person in the Chiyou army who could beat him. But what can be done, the mouth of this Golden Yama King in front of him is so poisonous, and he can't beat him, what else can he do.

Jin Tao played "Intercepting Fist", which used to be Mr. Bruce Lee's boxing method to beat the world. Coupled with this guy's natural capital, of course, he wins every battle in the fighting arena. Although Zhou Zhonghua practiced kung fu from it, it still can't be compared with him, a future guy.

"I said, sir, you can do it, how uncomfortable it is for others to call me like that!"

Zhou Zhonghua leaned on Jin Tao and flattered him. This is also Jin Tao, if it were anyone else, he would have been invited to the fighting ring a long time ago and taught him a good lesson.

"It's uncomfortable, teach you two tricks, either practice hard to get back face, or else, you can suffer from it!"

Beishou, this word turned over a few times in Zhou Zhonghua's heart before he understood, what else could he say.

"Of course he should be great, he's from the future! Look at how good the method he thinks of, and look at the Chinese kung fu in the future, it is really the first in the world, otherwise even Xiao Zhou is not his opponent! ”

Yan Xue and Jin Tao were huddled together in a pit, covered with green military raincoats, padded with soft dead leaves and hot stones underneath the leaves. Listening to Jin Tao's conversation with Zhou Zhonghua in the low field, Yan Xue's heart was sweet when she thought about it.

He relied on a giant, a warrior, and a careful person who would take care of others. It's not like the heroes in the story, who always need others to look up to him. Jin Tao didn't need others to respect him, but in this Nanjing city, all the people around him understood that he represented safety.

According to Jin Tao's orders, the soldiers of the Chiyou Army on the mountain quietly infiltrated the Jiangnan cement factory, while the sniper team on the hillside was responsible for observation and coordination. Although the goal is to take a bath, everyone understands that this is nothing more than a diving exercise.

In general, this is also a standard combat operation of special forces. The sniper team is responsible for observing and sniping all threat targets, while the attack team is responsible for silent infiltration. In front of the Jiangnan Cement Factory, there is an enterprise with a workers' self-defense force. There were also a large number of refugees and liaison groups of technicians and soldiers sent by the Japanese.

"Stop!"

Jin Tao, who was chatting in a low voice, suddenly gave an order out of his mouth, and Yan Xue and Zhou Zhonghua both froze because of his voice.

Using binoculars and guns to look into the Jiangnan cement factory complex, Zhao Deyi, who had just sneaked in, and they were huddled in a ditch with water, and lush grass grew on both sides of the ditch. Although it was enough to block the sight of others, Zhao Deyi and the others were bent over the edge of the ditch at the moment, holding a revolver with a muffler in his hand.

A devil soldier who insisted on 38 big covers paced on the edge of the ditch, looking around boredly.

Yan Xue felt her heart beating violently, and Zhou Zhonghua also felt a sense of anxiety. It's really nerve-wracking to look at his teammates and "stick" to the devil soldiers so tightly.

But on the contrary, Jin Tao, who had already entered the state, did not tremble at this time. Probably the cold, or some other pendulum, made him completely forget the cold.

This change was not only felt by Yan Xue, but even by Zhou Zhonghua. Listening to Jin Tao's slight and long breathing, Zhou Zhonghua sighed in his heart.

"The internal strength of this Golden Yama King is hard to obtain, and it is not easy to adjust one breath like this!"

Yan Xue could also feel it, but at this time, although there was heat emitted by the stones in the dry branches and leaves on her body, her body was shaking more and more.

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Holding a revolver with a muffler in his hand, Zhao Deyi in the ditch scolded in his heart. I don't know if I can wash it in this hot shower, but the lower half of my body soaked in this dive feels like a cold hole in it.

Zhao Deyi quietly moved his arm, his hand slowly came out of the water, and the target was the "Chiyou Saber" on his left chest. He jumped to his feet with certainty, then stabbed the devil sentry who was circling around here to death, then took his equipment in the ditch and walked away quietly.

If nothing else, just don't open your eyes to this guy, and if you hang around you, you should kill him.

"No, this is a secret infiltration, if you can avoid conflict!"

Jin Tao's voice came from the earphones, stopping Zi Zhao Deyi's "stupidity". So he had to continue to crouch in this yellow stinky ditch and remain motionless, enduring the flowers that often floated past him.

"Well, just kill all these little devils, and look at the sin that made grandpa and me!"

The helpless Zhao De took his subordinates and waited in the ditch. If the curse could kill, then the ghost soldier who carried the inspection would have died many times. Here he smoked a few cigarettes and soaked his urine before he could go elsewhere with his gun.

And Zhao Deyi and his men, who had been hiding in the ditch, were able to leave here and sneak into Carl. Go to the underground mansion of Dr. Günther's family.

It was only then that Zhou Zhonghua breathed a sigh of relief, and it was only then that he realized that his hands and feet were cold when he was already nervous.

Pour Jin Tao, at this time there is no cold feeling at all, he is lying there like a stubborn stone, he is still motionless at this time.

Yan Xue, who felt the breath of war, was also relieved, but then her heart rose again.

"Brother Jin will cross the river in a few days, but the weather is so cold, will something happen to him!"

As if to confirm her fears, a devil's gunboat on the Yangtze River sounded its whistle. Listening to the distant voice, Yan Xue's beautiful face turned white all of a sudden.