The two men walked listlessly back to the messy wooden house.

The house was burned to only a pedestal, and there were many corpses lying around it.

Stumps and severed arms were knocked down everywhere by machine guns, and two helicopters in the distance turned into two pieces of black scrap metal.

Nighthawk and Lao Zhou clenched their teeth, endured the tears that were about to shoot at any time, and piled up the corpses of their comrades who were still alive just now.

They had no tools and could only cover their bodies with leaves. Just enough to accommodate their mutilated bodies, the two of them stood silently in front of this "dirt bag" piled up by people.

Unable to suppress the grief and indignation in his heart any longer, Lao Zhou knelt down with self-reproach and buried his head deep in the ground.

His nails slowly dug into the dirt, as if he were going to pull the souls of the dead out of hell if he could. Nighthawk could hear the low choking sound coming from the man.

After a long while, Lao Zhou gradually calmed down.

Look at the current situation, the wooden house is still crackling and burning, and the breeze blows, bringing a desolation.

Lao Zhou picked up the satellite phone and reported the situation to the other end of the phone.

Then, the two of them continued to clean up this heartbreaking place.

They pulled out the charred butterflies and Mr. Wang's corpse from the rubble, and now they couldn't tell who was who.

Thinking of the lovely butterfly, the demonic posture and the great youth that were lost in this foreign land, Nighthawk's heart suddenly rose with boundless anger, and his hatred for this murderer increased a little.

The indistinguishable black charcoal burned in front of her could not be connected to her A few hours later, two helicopters circled over.

A man in a suit with a gloomy face got off the plane, followed by several big men.

Lao Zhou greeted him, whispered something to him, and then beckoned Nighthawk and turned to one of the planes.

The plane did not stop, and directly took the two of them away from this purgatory-like place.

Nighthawk looked down, and the newcomer was carrying the dead man's body onto the plane. He looked at the ruined wall that was already the Shura Field, and saluted solemnly.

Three hours later, the plane stopped at a military airfield in the south of our country.

Bidding farewell to a foreign country and returning to the land of his homeland, Nighthawk felt refreshed, like a child who had been away from his parents for a long time, stepping on the land of his motherland, and had a special urge to go home to see, but he had no home.

A jeep took the two to a barracks, got out of the car, and on the stone table in front of the barracks, monkeys, military thorns and mines were intently fighting the landlord.

Seeing them coming, he just raised his head and said hello, and the attentive Cheng Dù was not much worse than fighting.

Seeing such a scene, Nighthawk felt that he had finally returned to the world from that hell, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily grinned to both sides.

Lao Zhou said to him, "Go and wash it well, you have become a native grandson." Get a good night's sleep, start tomorrow, and take your big vacation. ”

Nighthawk nodded lightly, turned and walked towards the empty room, quickly forgetting about the purgatory.

In a five-star hotel, the presidential suite is located on the top floor of the hotel, two tall black men, dressed in black suits, standing guard at the door with their hands crossed, like two silent iron towers.

The elevator doors opened, and out came three guys in suits and leather shoes.

They went straight to the door, where one of them, a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses and a black suitcase, said to the guard at the door, "Mr. Babu asked me to meet him."

The guard looked at them, and one said something over the radio, as if he had been affirmed, and nodded to his companion.

His companion walked over and said "I'm sorry, sir", and the gold-rimmed glasses raised his hands in agreement, and the black guards searched his body.

Of course, no dangerous objects were found, and the black guard turned to him and said, "All right, sir, Mr. Barb is waiting for you inside." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and walked in alone.

Entering the door is a large living room, with a long mahogany table in the middle of the living room, and a few mahogany chairs neatly placed around the perimeter.

In front of the dining table, a circle of leather sofas sits by a large floor-to-ceiling window.

A handsome man with deep eye sockets and big eyes was sitting on it, holding a cocktail in his hand, quietly looking at the newspaper in his hand.

Behind him stood two tall black bodyguards, so strong that they were about to tear their clothes.

The golden eyes walked quickly to the sofa and said respectfully, "Mr. Babu, I'm here." ”

Babu put down the newspaper in his hand and glanced at the golden silk eyes: "Oh! Mr. Kim, do you have any good news for me? Mr. Jin said, "Yes, the guy who was locked up by the drug king was rescued by the Chinese, we followed the guy according to the plan, and found their joint location by the way, leading to his line, I really didn't expect that the undercover agent was the beautiful female secretary in your company." "Oh?" Babu sat up in surprise, "It's actually her, fortunately she found it in time, and didn't let her know more." After a pause, he asked again, has it been solved?

Mr. Kim nodded, "Yes, there are no live mouths, all killed." ”

Babu breathed a long sigh of relief, "This matter is very well done, tell Sù Hongbatai, our meeting continues, and also, as far as you can, send the money to Matsumoto's account, and the operation will begin." ”

Mr. Jin's eyes lit up, and he nodded excitedly, "Long live the holy war, I'll do it as soon as I go back." ”

Babu waved at him, "Go, be careful in everything,"

Mr. Kim bowed to Babu and turned and walked out.

When the door closed, Babu suddenly stood up, walked to the map by the wall, and looked at the location of Beijing, a gloomy sneer on the corner of his mouth.

In a big city in the south, the nighthawk, the monkey, and the three of them were wandering on the main road.

Lao Zhou gave them half a month's vacation and let them go wherever they wanted.

This operation, everyone received a large amount of bonuses, the black bear has a family and a job, as soon as he heard about the holiday, he immediately ran to the airport to buy a ticket home, don't look at him usually has been honest, always smirk, but when it comes to home, don't mention how greasy the expression is, as if he hasn't hugged his wife for a long time.

Yaksha said that he wanted to go home and see his brother, who was going to go to university, and always used his brother as an example.

So he's going to cheer him on at the final sprint.

The rest of the people are all singles, doing nothing all day, and the mines are stuffy, either nesting in the room to watch TV, or playing cards with a few of them, and nothing else is interesting.

The three of them were left to drive the jeep into the city when they were fine, and the thorns and monkeys clamored all day long to see the pretty girl on the road.

Nighthawk himself is fine anyway, and he is idle when he is idle, so he simply goes around with them.

A few people have almost run through several nearby cities in the past few days.

Jun Thorn said that he was not used to eating things here, and there was a strange smell, and the other two said that he was squeamish.

The thorn shook his head and said it was taste.

Today is the day when the black bear and the yaksha come back, and they have made an appointment to meet everyone at the airport.

So a few people arrived in the city early, first walked around the crowded shopping streets, and watched blindly, so that many girls ran past them screaming.

The military thorn walked to a clothing store, looked at the female clerk beautifully, and talked nonsense to others by asking about clothes.

The people who provoked him rolled their eyes at him, and the military thorn was so thick-skinned, he pretended not to see it, and said that it was to flatter him.

After shopping, the time was almost up, and they discussed and went to buy a bunch of food, after all, the two brothers had just come back, and they had a good gathering in the evening.

After the things were bought, the military thorn started the jeep and rushed out with a snort, causing a wave of shaking and strange eyes from passers-by.

When they arrived at the airport, they parked their cars directly at the exit gate, and the security guards saw that it was a troop car and didn't bother with them.

The black bear was the first to come out, carrying a bag in his hand, which contained the specialties of his hometown, and said with a smile that his sister-in-law brought you to taste.

After a while, the Yaksha also came out, and several people slapped each other, laughed and walked towards the jeep, and disappeared at the airport gate with a hula in the eyes of everyone.

Back in the barracks, the mines cleaned up their rooms early, took a few cases of beer from the commissary, and the soldiers of the cooking squad prepared a table of dishes, and quietly retreated when they saw a few people coming in.

They have long been ordered to treat the people who live here, and to serve them well as long as they can provide them.

The monkey spread all the things he had bought on the table, and with the food he had prepared a long time ago, he spread a large table.

Landmine gave everyone a few bottles of beer, and everyone sat around and talked about what had happened these days, and everyone laughed.

After experiencing life and death, they see the current one-qiē as hard-won.

The black bear happily talked about how cute his daughter is now, sensible and obedient, and can tell him not to be homesick, she will take care of her mother. As he spoke, tears fell, and everyone laughed at him.

Both for his happiness and happiness, and for his tears to laugh at his flesh.

In the cooking class from afar, I heard the sound of "dry" from the cafeteria from time to time.

Tonight everyone was very excited, even the mines that had always been silent were drunk, and they gnawed there with military thorns, and finally they all fell to the ground on the table and fell asleep, and the holiday was coming to an end, and they knew that a new mission was coming soon.