"Do you smoke?"

Rambo walked up to Conrad's side and handed him a Marlboro.

"No need, I told her to get it!"

The Duke waved his hand, for smokers, cigarettes are of course very good, but when it comes to forcing the style, it is naturally cigars that are superior.

So since the time crossing, he just gave up cigarettes and switched to cigar smoking!

Although Cuba has been fighting a Cold War blockade with the United States, so that all Cuban cigars on the market have been out of stock, such a small problem is not a problem for Conrad at all.

The Wettin Group has a cruise ship that specializes in smuggling business in Cuba, sending Castro all kinds of metals, electronic chips, food and other prohibited products, and correspondingly, the cruise ship also brings back a large number of cigars, coffee, tortoiseshell and beautiful Cuban beauties from Cuba every year.

Although CBP knew that the cruise ship numbered PPPD-720 was smuggling all kinds of prohibited items every year, the backstage was too big for anyone to see.

Tanya held scissors in one hand and cigar in the other, and began to fight like a deep hatred.

You told her to kill people and set fire to explosions, this girl is definitely a good hand, but you told her to serve people?

It's also thanks to the duke's strong physique, otherwise he would have been tossed to death by her.

"What the hell, can't you smoke properly?" Tanya was sweating profusely before lighting a cigar and throwing it indignantly into Conrad's hand.

"You can tell if you take a puff, this thing is so much better than cigarettes!" Taking a hard breath, the Duke took out the cigar from his mouth and handed it to Tanya's hand.

"Trick up!" Tanya first said with contempt, and then reluctantly took the cigar from the other party's hand and put it directly in her mouth.

"En......" took a sip, and Tanya's eyes suddenly widened.

"Whew......" she exhaled two white smoke from her nostrils, and then she scolded unfinished.

"The old lady knows that those bastards in the logistics department are not good things, what are the things they give us!"

"Rambo, taste it!"

After saying that, she took two hard puffs, and then threw the cigar that had been half smoked to Rambo.

It is said that if a normal person smokes a cigar like her, he will definitely get drunk directly, but for Tanya, who is addicted to alcohol and smoke, this kind of drunken feeling is the first time she has felt it.

It's really, so comfortable!

"Come on, let's study what to do next!" After Rambo had eaten the cigar in his horrific fashion, Conrad clapped his hands and motioned for Tanya to take out the map, and the summoners began to plan.

John directly became a trickster, and no one paid attention to him at all.

There's no way, Lord Duke is a very radical racist, if he hadn't seen him from his own camp, maybe he would have just slipped his hand last night and blew him up in battle.

Ducky stood next to him with a bitter face, he was a purebred white man, and his family had been in the military for generations, although it was not comparable to the Thaddeus family, but it could be regarded as a small warlord family.

But unlike those three heartless guys, Ducky knew that no matter how much credit his team had made, if any Duke Wettin had any accidents, it would be a great credit, but it would be useless.

Even if a military tribunal acquits himself and others, it is useless, and now there are at least tens of thousands of people in the entire United States who are eating under the banner of Conrad, and if their jobs are ruined, God knows what those people can do.

"We've already eliminated the Soviets' forward base in the morning, so they should move their positions immediately, right?" Looking at the blackened strategic defense map laid in the middle, Tanya asked directly.

Although she is still a little resentful of someone looking down on women, her attitude is much better.

Any noble identity on the battlefield is fake, and strength is real.

Conrad led them in the morning to wipe out the Soviets' forward bases in one fell swoop, which was much better than any other messy buy-off.

"The transfer will definitely be transferred, but first, they must think that this thing is absolutely destroyed, and second, even if they want to transfer, so many troops can not be transferred in a moment."

Laid on the ground is a map of the Soviets' front line, which is an invaluable thing, and on the battlefield, having this thing is equivalent to opening an all-round mini-map.

In the morning, they came straight out of the grass, and Tanya shot them one by one, killing all four of them before they could react.

I have to say,This girl's marksmanship is definitely a BUG-like existence.,Two pistols can kill the enemy from a hundred meters away.,It's just a pervert.。

You must know that even the top sharpshooter will be able to die at most fifty or sixty meters if he uses a pistol, after all, beyond this distance, every micron error in the muzzle will lead to a huge deviation in the landing point of the bullet!

So Tanya's marksmanship, in Conrad's opinion, should belong to a kind of metaphysics, maybe this girl's superpower is to hit when she shoots?

Originally, even if Tanya could kill the four dark posts in the first place, but the place where they were lurking was still nearly a hundred meters away from the gate of the base, and even if they sprinted with all their might, it would take seven or eight seconds to rush through.

And seven or eight seconds, for the soldiers in the base, is enough for them to be fully armed, pick up a gun, light a cigarette, and drink a cup of coffee to refresh themselves!

This is the front line of the war, and the guys who can't get into battle quickly in five seconds have basically gone to see God a long time ago.

However, the distance of seventy or eighty meters may take several seconds for a person to rush through, but for the evolved three-headed dog of hell, it is not even three seconds at all.

The entire seventh squad rode on the three-headed dog and rushed in, instantly dazzling the enemy.

After all, four o'clock was the time when people were most sleepy, and the eight soldiers guarding the gate had just heard the sound of gunfire outside and were about to see what was going on, when they saw three huge dog heads rushing over, and even the most daring people would be startled.

They didn't react at all, and they were directly knocked out by the three-headed dog.

Because there are still heavy machinery in this base, all the main passages are built enough to be spacious, even with the physique of a three-headed dog, they can be unimpeded inside.

The seventh squad rode on the three-headed dog and fired wantonly around, and Tanya excitedly threw grenades everywhere, directly blowing up the Soviet soldiers who had just gotten up and were still in a daze.