Kui, a monster with one leg in ancient Chinese myths and legends, looks like a cow, with a pale body and no horns. When entering or leaving the water, it will be stormy. Its light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like thunder. Its name is Kui.

I don't know how. When she heard that Li Jinnian mentioned "world class ace sniper", she thought of Uncle Chen.

"Yes, I suspect the brother of the special forces is waiting for us." Xia Jinyuan nodded his head, and a little sharp was pressed in his leisurely light voice. "The wolf from the north is not easy to deal with. You all tighten up your skin and flesh. It's not for shame to come here all the way."

At this time, it's the main venue of snowy area brigade. The storm commandos listen quietly all the way. They must listen quietly, because this is the time to absorb valuable experience.

Even the devil Li Xinnian didn't speak easily!

If it's really the wolves special forces, Gobi and the beach are their home ground. I'm afraid that they can come out with their eyes closed.

Li once again admired Xia Jinyuan's command and deployment ability. He always took a step ahead of others in every battle arrangement, which determined the victory and defeat of the whole war situation.

Two kilometers away from them, a soldier in a camouflage suit similar to the color of the Gobi put down his telescope and quietly said to his comrades: "it's not going to stop. It's been a few hours. It's time to come."

Hearing this tone, I knew that he was still a soldier who didn't get home and lacked practice.

It seems that there is no one around him, but there is a real low voice. "To bring you here to practice is to be a living target for others. Recruit, is your brain too heavy to let people give it a big flower? "

"Stay tight!"

There is a cold and violent voice coming from under a pile of gravel. This is a veteran of Canglang special forces in perfect disguise, carrying a group of recruits for winter training.

The day before they were ready to return to the army, they received an order from their superiors that a group of brothers from the South had entered the Gobi to finish their winter training and asked them to guide the soldiers from the south.

Soldiers in the south, afraid of the cold! Soldiers in the North know it!

Running to Gobi to finish the winter training, I'm really worried about whether they will be cold into a human shaped "Popsicle" in the middle of the night.

There are not many people. There are only 40 or so. The staff and strength are unknown. The only information they know is that their superiors told them that the brothers who came here are all hard roles.

The three words "hard role" ignited the belligerence of the whole army.

The hard characters from the South came to the north to train. To be honest, they really saw a lot. But when they arrived in the north, they were bluffed by the temperature at night. Oh, they didn't see much harder.

I hope the "hard role" back here is really hard, rather than running to the north and then soft.

After training the new soldier, the old soldier continued to lie motionless on a high ground, and looked down from him. A kilometer ahead was under his watch.

About nine hundred meters away from him, the same perfect camouflage of the long eagle quietly lying in contact with the team, "guard for two hours, finally saw the figure, 920 meters away from me, two whistles, 100% veterans with recruits."

Only recruits can't help but move from time to time. Veterans, it's not a problem to lie down one day and one night.

According to Q Wang, Bluebird can lie down for three days and three nights without drinking a mouthful of water, eating a mouthful of dry food, and finally complete accurate sniping.

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