Lieutenant, stand at attention and rest!

Yao Xiaojing deeply regrets her impulsive behavior. She never thought that her willfulness would bring such devastating consequences.She just wanted to go to the jungle to find Mu Feng, and to rescue the detained team members with him. She wanted to fulfill her promise, and she wanted to be a brave warrior worthy of Mu Feng.

However, how could she have imagined that besides Mu Feng, there would be wolves, tigers and leopards in the jungle.

When she was exhausted and was still pointed at the back of her head by the cold muzzle, she knew that she had made the lowest mistake, not only failed to help Mu Feng, but gave the enemy the greatest weight.Harris has always wanted to be bad for her. Now that the sheep is in the tiger's mouth, it will be difficult to escape.

On the way back from being escorted, annoyance, unwillingness, and guilt tormented her nearly collapsed nerves in turn. She wished she could smash her pig's head to see what was inside!High IQ, computer genius, she is not shit, she is just a willful and stubborn troublemaker who gets into trouble all day long!She deserved to be arrested, she deserved to be tortured, and she deserved to end up where she is now.It is not a pity for her to die a thousand times or ten thousand times, but it is the most unforgivable mistake she has made so far in her life that has caused Mu Feng and the entire operation team to suffer.

Just when she was thinking wildly and her fighting spirit was gradually disappearing, the sound of gunfire from the 88 sniper woke her up.

The sniper of 530 never missed a shot. The terrorist who escorted her was killed with one shot. Hot blood splashed on her face, and she realized that she was not alone. .

Immediately, she was blocked by the terrorists, and she vigorously flung her to the back of the concealment. She heard his rapid panting and heartbeat, and saw his brown eyes frantically staring at the yard with dilated pupils because of fear. companion!He held her neck tightly with his hands, and kept cursing the Chinese special forces in the language of country F. Every time he glanced at the corpses in the yard, he couldn't help but increase his strength, wishing he could strangle this girl to death all at once. They bring bad luck to Chinese women!

Yao Xiaojing was suffocated by him, her throat felt as if it had been scorched by fire, and she stared at the blue-gray night sky feebly, imagining Mu Feng's warm smile, and recalling the time the two spent together. Little by little happy scenes, the beautiful hometown, the unforgettable province Y, the warm little family, the kind parents, the strong and cute couple. . . .

Her vision gradually became blurred. . .

"#￥&*%%#@@#@#@!" The terrorist holding her seemed to wake up suddenly from a state of madness, cursed and let go of her neck.He slammed her down on the ground, stepped on her back with military boots as hard as iron plates, and smashed the heavy gun butt down. .

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, which was emitted by the terrorist whose head was shot by the 95 sniper.His body was stiff, and he was lying on his side on the wet muddy ground while holding his gun. His head was a piece of pork that had been blasted open, and blood from his brain was still flowing out. .

Enduring the severe pain, she moved her body, tried to turn her face away, and glanced in the direction of the gunshot.

But when she turned around, she was stunned.

A 530 member was dragged to the ground by several terrorists and walked out of the hall.

The moment their eyes met, Yao Xiaojing's heart trembled.She saw the unbelievable pain in the eyes of the special forces, the tough man who never blinked his eyelids in the face of the terrorists' torment, and saw the weak woman under the butt of the terrorists' guns instantly flushed his eyes.

This is their sister-in-law. .

She is the lover that their team leader misses, and the female expert respected by all their team members. How could she suffer the same treatment as him.

He sprang up and angrily slammed into the terrorist who was pulling him.

Yao Xiaojing couldn't speak, so he could only struggle desperately, telling him with his eyes: Don't be impulsive!keep calm!Don't be impulsive!

But how can a bloody soldier remain calm in such a situation? His reckless and brave resistance aroused the anger of the terrorists. Cursing at him, he was even pulled from the ground and hung from a hook used for shooting prisoners in front of the building.

The hook was extremely sharp, and it shone with a breathtaking coldness in the dim light.

No--------------

don't want-------------

Tears flowed down Yao Xiaojing's eyes as she watched this group of inhuman demons forcefully penetrate the flesh and blood of the special forces with sharp hooks and hang him in mid-air.Blood dripped down his stiff and distorted body, his eyes widened in anger, his teeth bit his lips, and he didn't utter a cowardly moan.

The pain penetrated into the bone marrow, and the liver and intestines were broken inch by inch.

Yao Xiaojing's heart seemed to be torn apart, blood and tears filled her vision.

She screamed wildly, her mind was in chaos, and she tried her best to rush over to save him.But the demon who put his foot on her body raised the black butt of his gun and threw it at her again!

"Stop ---------" A familiar voice suddenly sounded, stopping the terrorists' atrocities.

"Pull her in!" Behind the shelter in the hallway, Harris, a hacker scum who has been wanted by the US FBI for more than ten years, suddenly appeared in front of her.

Yao Xiaojing was dragged in, she stared at him firmly, and layers of blood mist quickly appeared in her eyes.

Harris. . .

You heinous devil. . . .

You damn bastard. . .

She opened her eyes angrily, and like a wounded leopard, she flung herself free from the grip of the terrorists and rushed towards Harris. .

"Hmm... Mmm..." With her arms and mouth bound, she could only use her long legs to kick him recklessly. .

Harris smiled coldly, stretched out his long arms to grab her, turned around, and she was locked firmly in his arms without any resistance.

His breath brushed against her ear, and an extremely charming whisper sounded: "Suzuran, we meet again!"