Even a sleeping dragon can't expose the back of its neck to the brave......

What, you say that's a giant? Forget it, it's just one word away anyway, and it's Baga (9) who cares about this kind of detail.

For Blowing Snow, the reconnaissance mission was actually quite smooth at the beginning, although the streets would be rocked from time to time by the black ship girls formed by the three-person team, but no one showed too much concern to the two of them, and the whole rhythm of treating themselves as community policemen, as long as nothing happened, they were deaf ears - ornaments.

At this time, if you are still sneaky, it will be too inconvenient for people's sincerity, so Fukiyuki and Kiso simply swaggered and killed the "back of the neck" of the dragon of the Freedom Fleet without squinting - that is, the Governor's Mansion that became the command post of the fleet after being occupied, and then the two girls who thought they met idiots would be deflated.

There are sentry posts outside the high-walled power grid? Four-cornered machine guns with mortars, ah, there is wood? People with suspicious deeds are taught to be human beings in minutes, ah, there is wood?

After seeing with their own eyes the impenetrable defense and alert system of the copper wall, the girls who were still struggling with their heads held high and looking like the boss and the second child were decisive, and very wittily shrunk their necks and made a sharp turn of 90 degrees, and pretended to be onlookers who happened to pass by before the machine gunner on the high wall opened the safe.

Niang Xipi's, reality and funny comics are really TM are two different things!

The plan to infiltrate the reconnaissance was cut in half, and before they mastered the technology of infiltrating the Pentagon with a cardboard box, wanting to infiltrate the heavily guarded governor's palace to engage in wind and rain was basically a fart blowing the lamp, so they had to retreat to remote surveillance, this is Kisud's specialty, and the one-eyed girl found a small hill with a wide field of vision, took out a sniper rifle and casually found a barley to lie down, and a sniper position was set up like this.

Fuyuki was lying next to Kisud, holding a pair of binoculars with a pig nose and a green onion pretending to be a sub-shooter - although she didn't understand what the sub-shooter in the two-person sniper team was responsible for - to be honest, the job was boring, and she got tired of it after a while, so she simply threw all the tasks to the professional Kiso with peace of mind, and lay on her back in the grass with a dog's tail flower in her mouth, cocking Erlang's legs and shaking her little feet again and again, looking as comfortable as she was.

This is called life! This TM is called a leader! When the leader has to move his mouth above and break his leg below, the official will crush people to death and ask if you are afraid?

And Kiso still did not relax, she took off the disguise of the middle two and turned into serious mode, fully interpreting what is the professionalism of a sniper - one-eyed has always been close to the scope and has never moved, her breathing is very slow and slow, even if she is lying next to her blowing snow, she can hardly notice, not so much a jungle beast hiding in manipulation waiting for prey, but rather a corpse in the grass, a corpse with only a little mobility left...... Corpse!

It doesn't need overwhelming strength, it doesn't need amazing agility, she's not a beast, she just needs a little energy to be able to pull the trigger at a critical moment.

Thinking about it, Fuyuki felt as if there was really a corpse lying around him, the bones and internal organs and muscles had rotted, exuding a thick corpse smell, the rotten liquid of unknown composition slowly flowed down the ravine of the soil and seeped into the earth, maggots crawled through the crevices and holes of the bones and soft tissues, contributing their insignificant strength to decompose the organic matter, only the right hand that pulled the trigger was well preserved, and the bright red muscle fibers connected to the white bones......

Vomit!

Okay, Blowing Snow admitted that at that moment she was disgusted by her own magical brain replenishment ability, but the two of them lay here for a long time without saying a word, quietly as if lying in the circle of mass graves, it is inevitable that there will be some messy associations, the so-called divergent thinking is not like that?

For the sake of her appetite while eating, she decided to put an end to this nonsense thinking.

"Kiso, have you found a chance to infiltrate?" Fuyuki began to have nothing to say to divert her attention, trying not to remind herself of what she had just made up in her head.

"Not yet...... Or rather, it's impossible to sneak in! Ki Zeng hesitated for a moment, and then said categorically, even if she was talking, her aiming posture did not loosen in the slightest, and she couldn't even observe the change in the rhythm of breathing, "The other party uses a sporty vigilance system, and there is no fixed whistle, which is very clever...... Patrols are almost always in relative motion with each other, at least two patrols in the same area at the same time will look at each other, or even more, patrols in groups of three, they can also ensure a certain amount of combat effectiveness, even if we are lucky enough to win a team silently, but their change of guard time is only half an hour......"

Speaking of which, it's actually very clear that people have inserted their real eyes all over the map, which is basically equivalent to cheating to open the full map vision, and the two big living people can't slip in anyway, and the result of taking the risk to pull out the real eye is the moment when the blind spot of the map vision appears, which is equivalent to the complete exposure of your own whereabouts.

It's also a rare hardship for scouts to get mixed up in this - the mother---51 District doesn't have such a strict security system, right?

Even if there is the number one real power figure in the Governor's Palace, that is, the chief scoop leader, this kind of alert system is inevitably too much, even if the enemy hits the door and dares to play like this, he will definitely have a reputation of being afraid of death, and then think about it from another angle, does the big man inside really need such protection?

, people don't protect these stupid black skins outside in turn, it's considered a professional ethic.

Thinking of a certain unscientific Yamato, which is completely contemptuous of the worldview's combat effectiveness, the corners of Fuxue's mouth are a convulsion that can't be stopped-that TM is a foul at all, coach! Don't bring it like that! Even if the city gate is wide open to welcome guests from all directions, and the head of the city asks where it comes from, no one will dare to enter the city, bastard!

"You've worked hard, don't force yourself." She patted Mu Zeng's shoulder casually, and was ready to withdraw, anyway, she was scared by the uncle's Lian Wu Tie, and it would be good to turn around before the battle, don't expect her to do her best, "After all, manpower is exhausted from time to time, and what can't be done is what can't be done." ”

"Major Blowing Snow, you...... Never tried to try it before? Kiso asked lukewarmly.

"Huh? Does this have anything to do with our topic? "The second monk of Blowing Snow is puzzled - how can he seem to turn into the rhythm of a youth inspirational script.

"It looks like so, but ...... After all, there is such a strong force, it seems that there is no point in working hard. Although the protagonist of the topic is Blowing Snow, Ki Zeng's words are like asking himself, "Unlike you, Colonel Tianjin Feng, she has always worked very, very hard." ”