The day finally dawned.

A round of rising sun, from the position where the sea and the sky meet in the distance, rises in the blue waves, pouring the golden color into the whole world. Warrior Song sat at the top of the castle, squinting at the morning sun, enjoying his first morning in Flogascia.

A gust of sea breeze with a slight damp breath blew, with a comfortable coolness, poured onto the face of Zhan Xia Ge. If there is no smell of iron and blood in this breeze, which is impossible to dissolve in a short time, if you look far away, in this city that combines the customs of the Middle Ages, the most innocent and primitive atmosphere, there is no light smoke still rising, and there are no corpses and the wreckage of cars lying on the street, what a beautiful world would it be?

"Welcome to Floracia and spend the evening in Ayadap, the most beautiful capital of Floria, in an exotic 4-star hotel, with your loved ones. Wear loose pajamas, sit on the balcony of your hotel room, sip fresh coconut water and black tea, and wait for your loved one in silence with a calm attitude. When I waited for the morning sun to rise and tear through the dark sky, the beautiful shock, the hope that bloomed in the face of a new life......"

The Song of War can still clearly remember this advertising slogan distributed by the travel agency on the website, but who would have thought that he would actually enjoy the rising sun of Florida in this situation?

Zhan Xia Ge took out a mouthful of a portable silver wine jug made in Russia from his pocket, and when he twisted the lid of the wine jug, about to pour the liquor inside into his throat, Zhan Xia Ge's face suddenly changed, he suddenly threw himself forward, and before his body touched the ground, he shrank into a round ball, and quickly rolled to the safest position in the corner of the wall without sound. Almost at the same time, a soldier who was more than two hundred centimeters tall and weighed a hundred kilograms, but his movements were as nimble as a cat, with a fighting saber in his mouth, lightly jumped onto the rooftop of the castle that had been blown up by the warrior song with directional blasting.

The pupils of Zhan Xia Ge's eyes shrank into the most dangerous pins and needles in an instant, and he could only say that this unknown enemy was the most terrifying professional soldier he had ever seen in his life! He was able to climb the castle more than 20 meters high with his own hands and a fighting saber without using any professional climbing aids! With his weight, plus the body armor on his body, a full set of special operations equipment and at least three hundred rounds of ammunition, he had to use at least his own fingers to find a support point of at least one hundred and fifty kilograms of strength from the cracks in the wall. From this point alone, it can be seen how amazing the explosiveness and staying power of this professional soldier who rushed to the castle first, and how amazing his confidence in his military technology is!

The professional soldier who relied on the strength of his own hands to climb the castle of more than 20 meters was even like a warrior song who quickly climbed behind a wall, and he also discovered the warrior song!

Before the two of them had even fought each other, they smelled the same kind of smell from each other, and they both secretly screamed in their hearts: "Unlucky! ”

Separated by two stone walls that had been erected here since the Middle Ages, two of the world's most elite soldiers, raised their automatic rifles in each other's hands, and almost at the same time, they turned off their own high-powered walkie-talkies for which they were captains. The pupils of his eyes dilated and then narrowed rapidly when the intruder, who had climbed up to the castle with only his hands and a fighting saber, as his eyes fell on the TNT barrel that Warrior Song had prepared to burn at the last moment. If he couldn't see that it was a directed-blasting bomb activated by a remote control, he didn't deserve to live until this time! He couldn't help but secretly cry out in his heart: "Damn, I'm another group of idiots who have been brainwashed by religion and are ready to commit suicide at any time!" ”

As the intruder's gaze swept to a corner of the directional blasting device, a small flask caught his attention. It was a silver flask handmade by one of Russia's most famous silversmiths. Probably because the lid of the flask had been twisted open, its owner, when he sensed that an enemy was approaching, did not take it with him, but left it there, with the sweet smell of spirits. On the flask, the silversmith carved a tiger with two wings, and if you look closely, next to the tiger, there is a coat of arms in the classical style of European, which is proof of the royal noble lineage. Just such a silver flask, which is delicate in its roughness, and the silversmith's own stamp on the flask, is already worth a lot.

The intruder's eyes widened, and after a long while, he whispered uncertainly, "Fang...... Tooth?! ”

Seeing that the enemy on the opposite side did not answer at all, the intruder took out his scabbard, threw it diagonally against the ground, and landed not far from the flask. Zhan Xia Ge is really too familiar with the special cowhide scabbard of this tiger tooth fighting saber, but what really attracts the attention of Zhan Xia Ge is that on this scabbard, there are four dragons flying and phoenix dances, revealing absolutely flamboyant and confident words: Defend the family and defend the country!

That's the words written on the battlefield with the blood of the enemy!

Zhan Xia Ge's eyes widened suddenly, and he whispered in disbelief: "South African Flying Tiger?!" ”

"Yes, Oransley!" South African Tiger Oransley reconfirmed: "Fangs? ”

"Yes, Warrior Song!"

Speaking of this, the warrior song and the South African flying tiger Oransley closed their mouths together, and the two soldiers, who knew too well the danger and deceit on the battlefield, fell silent. After about a minute, the two men raised their automatic rifles and sent the barrels to the other to a safe corner, where they could still be clearly seen.

"Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell ......"

The crisp and melodious sound of metal striking like wind chimes dancing in the wind rang out from both sides at the same time, and on the barrel of the automatic rifle that the two of them reached out, a string of bullet casings tied together with silk threads hung out.

The identity is reconfirmed.

Warrior Song and Orlansley, two combat partners who had shared life and death on the battlefield in Russia, stood up together and rushed towards each other in great strides. Oransley reached out and punched the warrior song a few times in the chest, until the warrior song grinned, and he opened his arms again, copied the whole warrior song into his arms, and gave a warm hug.

(To be continued)