The overwhelming flames and thunder swept away, as if the gods were wrathed, and the rebels lost the ability to think.

The chaotic situation gradually became more chaotic.

Screams, artillery fire, and wailing, because of excessive despair, only made the rebels insane, and the laughter came and went.

The entire street was covered with all kinds of blood and corpses, and a large number of charred corpses were lying on the avenue covered with flesh and blood.

The fire and thunder came and went quickly, and after they dissipated, the whole street became unusually quiet, only a few lucky people who were hiding in the middle of nowhere survived, but these few rebels were already frightened.

This year is already the eighth year that the monkey has joined the army.

Since he was 18 years old, he handed in the application form for enlistment in a playful manner, and went to a field army in the south, from a small soldier, to a non-commissioned officer, to participate in the selection of special forces, and now to perform various extremely dangerous tasks.

Life is full of uncertainties, and being a soldier was just a whim, who knows, this stay, I never want to leave.

Dedicating his best youth to blood and sweat, the monkey has never regretted it.

I still remember my nickname, which is Monkey.

This is still when I first joined the army, and my old squad leader obtained it for me, because I am dexterous and good at climbing.

This name has been called for eight years.

I still remember that when I hesitated to transfer to non-commissioned officer service, or when I retired from the army and went home to go on a blind date to start a family, I still chose to stay when I looked at the old squad leader who took care of me very much.

Later, the two trained together, struggled together, survived Devil's Week together, and stayed in the commando together.

A week ago, his team was still conducting military exchanges in Pakistan, but suddenly received an urgent dispatch from his superiors, ordering him to quickly come to carry out the evacuation mission.

A large number of expatriates were evacuated one after another, but all the employees of a Chinese-funded industrial group suffered targeted hostile attacks and malicious kidnappings, the group's senior management was kidnapped, and the grassroots workers were rescued by the monkeys.

Putting the workers on the plane, the monkeys decided to immediately go out to rescue the high-level workers.

Because, among the expatriates who want to evacuate, no one is missing!

Countless dangerous missions, I and the old squad leader have worked hard to survive, and this time will be no exception.

But just yesterday, the old squad leader died.

In order to rescue these dozen or so Huaguo employees, his team of six people infiltrated the prisoner point to rescue.

It was a perfect plan and a smooth tactic, but it was met with the gank of his own people.

It was full of rebel allies inside and out, and a forcible attack was an absolutely impossible option, so the team decided to infiltrate and rescue the hostages from the inside before evacuating along the safety of the rear.

In order to prevent the other party from having any chance to send messages and react, no one fired a gun and carried out a silent assassination.

The plan went very smoothly, and several members of the team opened a temporary safe evacuation route, and the next step was to eliminate the rebels on duty who were guarding the hostages, and leave with everyone.

After all calculations, when he and the old squad leader sneaked into the house, they quickly broke the guard's neck, and didn't even make any sound, but unexpectedly, a female employee of Huaguo saw this scene and screamed loudly in fright.

I'm afraid this woman is not a singer.

A shrill soprano pierced the walls, alarming the rebels outside.

The secret road was bad, and it was too late to reprimand, so the monkey had to call his teammates with the old squad leader, and then guarded the door.

Although his teammates came to his aid, it was impossible to evacuate after alarming a large number of rebels.

Their team is trapped on the edge of this cliff, with nowhere to retreat.

Although he and others insisted on fighting, it was just a slow death.

In just a short period of time, so much has happened.

The rebels rushed upstairs desperately, and the bullets of themselves and others had already run out, and the enemy equipment they picked up could not last long.

Looking at the captain who was hit by a bullet and had his arm blown up, his teammates who were scarred by stray bullets, and the old squad leader who was shot in the head by an enemy sniper in order to cover himself, the monkey had tears in his eyes and his eyes were scarlet.

Is this the end of it?

I haven't kissed a girl yet, and life is a bit regretful!

Feeling the heavier and heavier tiredness coming over him, the monkey no longer had hope for himself, and all that supported him was loyalty to the country, responsibility for the task, and the frightened and hopeful gaze of the defenseless expatriates behind him.

It was as if I saw lightning and as if I saw a fire.

It seemed to be quiet outside.

Am I going to die?

The monkey propped up his completely demobilized body, and when he looked out, he saw a scene that he would never forget.

The street was quiet, completely lifeless, stumps and severed arms could be seen everywhere, and the artillery fire and thunder just now seemed to be in a dream, completely disappeared.

Obviously besieged, what about people? Where have they gone?

Could it be because it's almost afternoon, and I open the mobile game to get my stamina?

Click... Click...

In the streets, where the sound of the war suddenly disappeared, there was the sound of walking, which seemed extremely eerie.

The commandos didn't understand what was going on.

Commando Captain Wang Meng, who was on guard at another window, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"That! Who's that? ”

The team members looked at it and even felt a little ridiculous.

The man seemed to be a young man in his early twenties, dressed in casual clothes, walking leisurely through the deserted streets, holding a long sword in his right hand, and slowly walking towards himself and the others.

Li Yubin walked downstairs, looked up at the vigilant commandos, pulled the sword flower, returned the sword into the sheath, tapped the ground with his toes, jumped up, and came to the gap on the second floor.

The monkey was excited, and he couldn't think too much, so he hurriedly pointed his gun at Li Yubin, and because of thirst, his hoarse voice was even broken.

"Who are you?"

Li Yubin sighed, looking at the warrior who was holding his body so as not to fall, and the fire of life was about to drift away with the wind at any time, he slowly walked to his side and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead.

"Don't be nervous, Elder Wang asked me to rescue you."

Feeling a cool sensation on his forehead, the tiredness of his whole body swept away, and the monkey's eyes widened in complete disbelief.

Walking towards Wang Meng, the captain of the broken arm, Li Yubin held the hilt of the sword on his right, and the moment the sword light flashed, the broken part of Wang Meng's left arm was neatly cut by the scattered tissue adhered to by blood and dust.

The severe pain caused Wang Meng to snort, and the wound that he thought would be gushing blood was shrouded in a strange light, and soon the pain disappeared, and the wound with the big mouth of the bowl was completely healed.

It all happened so fast that the commandos' hearts just let go and lifted, and then put down and lifted again.