Chapter 579

"Shi Haiyan, 53, politician, a very successful politician!" When Zhao Jinkun introduced shihaiyan, he specially emphasized the word "success".

"The only target we have this time is him! He is in Africa, and our task is to bring him back to his country alive! " Zhao Jinkun has a pair of cold-blooded and sharp eyes. In the narrow and stuffy space of the engine room, Hua Linzheng obviously sees that when he says this, there is a touch of blood in his eyes.

"I understand!"

"I understand!"

Xiong Fei and Sima Yan stare at Shi Haiyan, as if to engrave his appearance into their mind.

Hua Linzheng didn't answer immediately. She knew that she shouldn't ask about some things, and she shouldn't know. After all, an excellent soldier only needs to carry out and complete the task. As for why there is such a task and who gives the order, these are not what they should know.

But it's not.

"Isn't it the duty of the police to arrest such things?" Hua Linzheng Bing Tong moves and sends out the military to arrest him. Shi Haiyan must have made some major mistakes. This question is a bit idiotic, but she thinks that maybe after asking, Zhao Jinkun can give more information.

"There are too many procedures for cross-border arrest by the police. In addition to bringing shihaiyan back to the country alive, we have to act without knowing it. We must not disturb the local armed elements unless we have to!" Zhao Jinkun put down the half body of shihaiyan.

Although every operation of the ghost special forces is top secret, it is different this time. We must quietly retrieve the rock and bring it back.

Hua Linzheng, Xiong Fei and Sima Yan's eyes sank at the same time when they heard the four words of the armed elements.

"Is the rock in South Africa?" Just because of the four words of the armed elements, Hua Linzheng flashed a lot of information in her brain. At the same time, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

A successful politician was secretly arrested by the state. Africa, armed elements, if shihaiyan is going to South Africa, Hua Linzheng has a word in his mind, diamond.

Zhao Jinkun's cold eyes picked a little, squinting at Hualin Zheng, deep in the cold eyes to appreciate.

"It should be said that shihaiyan will go to South Africa." Zhao Jinkun turned his head and handed the photo of shihaiyan to Xiong Fei on the opposite side. "This mission, I got so much information. Shihaiyan will go to South Africa. We have to do it in South Africa, and then bring him back."

"It doesn't sound like a tough task." Sima Yan's white teeth are exposed again. He only hopes that in case of an accident, he won't be shot to death.

"It feels good." Xiong Fei nodded with approval and took the photo of shihaiyan from Zhao Jinkun. Without looking at it, he put it in his pocket.

After Xiong Fei and Sima Yan finished, Hua Linzheng saw that as soon as they took off their combat helmets, their bodies fell down and their feet overlapped. They were lying on the bench with their long guns and helmets in their arms. The next second they closed their eyes.

Zhao Jinkun finished what he should say. He got up and turned off the light in the engine room. In a moment, in the dark engine room, he sat back on the right side of Hua Linzheng.

"Have a good sleep, and if it goes well, we'll be back soon." Because there were not many people and the seats were very comfortable, Zhao Jinkun put his MP5 submachine gun in the right empty seat, took off his helmet and put it aside, and whispered to Hua Linzheng beside him.

"Well." Hua Linzheng nodded, moved aside and took off his helmet. Then he also lay on the bench.

Zhao Jinkun was a little displeased that Hua Linzheng should avoid his behavior, so he moved to the side, and then held himself to his small head, gently put it on his thigh, and said in a low voice: "be comfortable with your pillow."

Hua Lin Zheng's body is a little stiff. She wanted to stand up. Seeing that Zhao Jin Kun doesn't have any other movements, she tightens her helmet and closes her eyes without saying anything.

Sima Yan and Xiong Fei are watching. Can't Zhao Jinkun be more reserved.

In the dark, Zhao Jinkun looked at the obedient Hua Linzheng. He was very satisfied. He put his hands around his chest and closed his eyes.

The cabin in the dark can't feel the loss of time. Hua Linzheng, who was lying on her back, turned over slightly. She didn't know if she was scratched by Zhao Jinkun's clothes, and her little head in front of his abdomen rubbed unconsciously.

Zhao Jinkun wakes up when Hua Linzheng turns over. She rubs his waist and abdomen so lightly. Even though he is wearing a combat suit, his cold eyes are dark and terrible.

When he slowly lowered his head, he could only see the dim figure in the dark. Zhao Jinkun looked at the cute little face on his thigh. Even in the dark, he felt that Hua Linzheng's little face was so white and tender that he could squeeze out water.

Ring in the chest of the hand gently untied, Zhao Jinkun's right hand point by point to the head of hualinzheng, fingertips really feel the softness of hair.

Just when Zhao Jinkun's hand touched her head, Hua Linzheng immediately woke up. Bingtong opened, and the tip of her nose was full of familiar masculinity. Hua Linzheng's head was leaning, staring at Zhao Jinkun on the top of her head.

Around is Zhao Jinkun's calm personality. He can't even blink at a crisis. He is also surprised by Hua Linzheng's suddenly wide open crystal ice pupil.

Among the four opposite eyes, Zhao Jinkun felt that the ice pupil of Hua Linzheng was clear and pure, just like a clear spring, which made him feel thirsty. His throat rolled up and down, and he swallowed quietly.

From the bottom to the top, I couldn't see anything clearly. Zhao Jinkun's face became darker. Hua Linzheng only felt that his cold eyes were dark and deep, dark like a whirlpool to suck people in, which made people feel terrible.

"Get your hands off me!" Based on Zhao Jinkun's criminal record, Hua Linzheng, with a highly sensitive attitude, pats Zhao's hand on her head. At the same time, she rubs it down, away from Zhao's thigh.

In the silent darkness, Hua Lin Zheng's "pa" was quite obvious, but Xiong Fei and Sima Yan, who were lying on the opposite bench, did not make any noise.

Zhao Jinkun looks at the empty hand and is very sad. He is not a fierce beast. What does Hua Linzheng mean? Is it necessary to hide from him?

It's not like I haven't been intimate!

After the shooting of hualinzheng, Zhao Jinkun didn't move over again. They slept peacefully until dawn.

At 4:30 in the morning, Hua Linzheng wakes up on time to see if the cabin is still dark in the middle of winter. She closes her eyes and continues to sleep.

After being in the army for a long time, everyone's biological clocks were particularly punctual. At six o'clock, one or two of them could no longer lie down. Hua Linzheng sat up and saw Sima Yan standing in the corridor, stretching his tendons.

"Which one of you wants instant noodles?" Xiong Fei came back from the passenger seat, carrying a shopping bag in his left hand and a hot water bottle in his right hand, and asked the other three.