The high degree of tension made Song Yan subconsciously raise her fist and beat the people under her when she was being carried on her shoulder, twisting her body, moving her legs, and screaming in despair.

The person under him snorted a few times, and did not let go of her because of Song Yan's struggle.

He turned, brushed aside the towering reeds in front of him, and entered another way.

When she arrived at a big stone wall, Song Yan was put down, but she was frightened, and the moment she landed, Song Yan danced with her fists at the person in front of her: "Don't come, don't come, don't come......"

The little hand that was dancing in the air was suddenly grabbed by a big palm.

The man squatted down and raised his other hand to ruffle Song Yan's hair.

A faint light shone on Song Yan's face.

When Song Yan opened her eyes, she saw that the man in front of her was wearing a special forces uniform, with camouflage oil painted on his face, and his eyes were sharp and bright.

This made Song Yan, who was originally desperate and helpless, suddenly ignited a glimmer of hope.

She slowly lowered the two hands that were blocking her in front of her, put them at her side, and then moved back, looking at the special forces in front of her with a wary expression.

The man in front of him frowned and said, "It's you." ”

"You...... You...... You are a special soldier......" He was wearing the same costume as Ye Jue in his previous mission, with a few oil paints painted on his face, and she felt that the man in front of her was a little familiar.

The man kept a straight face, and his sharp gaze quickly swept over the injuries on Song Yan's body, among them, the wound on her leg was still bleeding, and the jeans were stained red with blood.

He took a step forward and pulled out his knife.

Song Yan saw that he took out the knife without saying a word and took steps in his direction, and immediately stepped back, and said emotionally: "Don't come here, don't come here......

"I'm Shen Zhenggang, the captain of the Black Hawk Special Forces team." Shen Zhenggang's voice was loud and full of righteousness.

Song Yan's uneasy mood was immediately shocked by Shen Zhenggang's words.

Her eyes widened and she looked at Shen Zhenggang seriously, as if she was examining him.

Shen Zhenggang was very irritable when he saw her eyes with tears and a little doubt.

He quickly took out a bottle of water from his bag, poured it on his face and rubbed his face vigorously, rubbing it for a long time before washing off part of the oil paint on his face.

Then he raised his head, took off the hat on his head, and said with a straight face: "We have met at the gate of the army of the military division, Song Yan, why did you appear here?" ”

When Song Yan saw him, the grievances, fears, and weak strength and calmness that she had been maintaining with her own reason suddenly collapsed, and the tears in her eyes flowed down like a flood embankment.

It's like a heartless child crying: "Ye Jue, Ye Jue, I want to find Ye Jue." ”

She looked around, wanting to find the person she missed, wanting to hug Ye Jue tightly and get a little warmth from him, but it was dark all around, and there was no Ye Jue at all.

Shen Zhenggang faced Song Yan crying, and his mood was even more irritable, he was a big man who didn't know how to coax a woman at all.

He shouted in the same tone that he usually spoke to his subordinates in the army: "There is no Ye Jue here, only me, your leg is injured, I must bandage you, you are not allowed to move again." ”

"Don't you touch my ......"