I have an aircraft carrier in the last days

Chapter 35

Ye Yu held the flashlight and looked at his favorite Lamborghini in pain. At this time, the front of the car had become a 'concave' shape, and the car hit a concrete pier.

Ye Yu raised the flashlight to shine on both sides, and there was a concrete pier every 50 meters, with four rows of steel pipes attached to the concrete pier, which was a simple barrier wall.

Ye Yu turned on the intercom hanging in his ear: "The motorcade is turned off, hide!"

The approaching Harley motorcycle team suddenly disappeared into the darkness. In the quiet night, the team seemed to have never appeared before. This is the quality of the secret army.

The powerful beam of light from the searchlight hit the Lamborghini, and several armed men with 'M6' standard rifles ran over from the other side of the barrier wall.They went over the Lamborghini carefully.

"The car cover is hot, so the person should not have gone far." A man wearing a blue turban said, holding a gun in one hand and pressing the car cover with the other.

"Third brother, they must be survivors in exile. Don't worry about them. Let's go back and play mahjong. I just got the feeling."

"Yellow hair! What are you doing? Hurry up, I'm going to make a card, hurry up."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll take a pee, I'll watch you mess up all night, and I'll urinate blood when I lose." A young man with yellow hair held a gun under his arm and said With a cigarette in his mouth, he stood on the side of the road idly and peeing.

Huang Mao shuddered twice, pulled up his pants, and lowered his head to spit thick phlegm: "Fuck, if I don't win back tonight, I won't be called Huang Maoer."

Huang Maoer trotted all the way, keeping up with the armed men in front.

"Huang Maoer, I remember you. If I don't talk too much and kill you, I won't be called Scarface." Scarface stood up from the grass, and said with a fierce look on his face.

Ye Yu patted Scarface's shoulder to show comfort.

In a hidden bush near the highway, except for Murong Xiaoxiao, everyone else was happily covering their noses and laughing wantonly.

Murong Xiaoxiao held a rag in his hand, and carefully wiped his scarred face, "I told you that you were shot while lying down, you still don't believe me?"

"Why do I believe it? Damn, I can bear it if he urinates on my face, what's the point of spitting, I'm disgusting."

Scarface snatched the cloth from Murong Xiaoxiao's hand: "I'll wipe it myself, mother, this kid is so hot, and the smell of urine is killing me."

Ye Yu was lying on a tree, holding a night vision device in his hand. The opposite was 'Qingshui Town'. In ancient times, it was a fortress in a small country in the south. It occupied a small area, but it guarded the ancient Nanguan Road. The geographical location is very important.

There are four watchtowers at the four corners of the fortress, and there are four high-power searchlights on the watchtowers. Through the infrared night vision device, Ye Yu can see that there are many people on the watchtowers.

Ye Yu climbed down the tree and called to the two commandos of the Laifeng Group: "Go closer and have a look."

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Yu and the others had just woken up, and Feng's two commandos had already returned, with dew still hanging on their temples.

"27 armored vehicles, 276 armed personnel, the standard equipment of the US active forces, 20 RPGs, two W95 heavy machine guns, unknown ammunition, more than 2000 survivors, only adult men and women, no elderly or children."

"There are no old people and children?" Ye Yu frowned at last.

"You rest! Scarface, follow me!" Ye Yu said wearing the equipment.

"I'll go too." Tang Yanran picked up the automatic rifle.

"Stay where you are!" After Ye Yu finished speaking, he and Scarface disappeared into the bushes.

"Old maid, brother doesn't like you, don't you know?" Chu Jingjing ate the canned meat and threw the lid of the can at Tang Yanran's feet.

"Captain, she is still a child!" The members of the wind group rushed forward.

Tang Yanran was holding a tactical dagger in her hand, her chest was heaving violently.

"I'm not afraid of you, old maid." Chu Jingjing chewed the canned meat with a nonchalant expression.

夜

Under the steep slope in the south of 'Qingshui Town', a man wearing a blue turban led more than a dozen people to beat up a middle-aged man. In addition to the man's wailing, there were gun butts and long knives smashing on the man's body There was a muffled sound, the middle-aged man was covered in blood, his flesh was rolled up and hung on his body, the man in the blue turban slashed at the vitals, and the dozen or so people behind him also slashed at the middle-aged man with red eyes.The beating lasted for more than ten minutes before it stopped. The middle-aged man had already lost his breath, and his body was like bamboo joints, laying on the ground section by section. Twitching slightly aside.

A woman was sitting on the ground, crying silently, her voice was already hoarse, the man who died was her husband.

The crowd surrounded the woman with a smile. The woman gave up shouting, but turned her head and looked at her husband sadly. Tears dripped from the corners of her eyes from time to time.
"Huangmao'er, you urinate so frequently, can you do something, you, what a waste."

"I'll take a piss, you guys play first, I'll be here in a while." Huang Mao stood under a tree with a cigarette in his mouth and hissed.

Huang Mao's hand holding the guy trembled suddenly, and he forcibly held back the urge to urinate. He held his breath and listened to the voice behind him.

"Fuck, don't make trouble, why are you scaring me?" Huang Mao'er stared at the big tree in front of her with a pair of triangular eyes, but she didn't dare to turn her head.

There was deathly silence behind him, only the rustling of the wind blowing through the trees.

Huang Mao pulled up his pants, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, rolled his throat up and down several times, and turned his body slowly.

Huangmao will never forget this scene. It was a man, the dagger in his hand was still dripping with blood, and there were more than a dozen corpses with their throats cut under their feet. They all had their eyes wide open, as if they had seen the most terrifying things.

Huang Mao leaned against the tree trunk, just about to roar loudly to vent his horror, when a big palm-like hand slapped him unconscious.

The woman on the ground was naked, his eyes turned to Ye Yu's face like rusty caterpillars.

Ye Yu squatted down, and picked up half a cigarette that hadn't been extinguished from the mouth of a corpse.

"Living is tiring, isn't it?" Ye Yu took a puff of cigarette.

The woman nodded.

Ye Yu smoked half of the cigarette in one gulp, threw it under his feet and crushed the end of the cigarette, he squatted down, and raised the dagger in his hand.
The yellow hair on the other side was very desperate, he didn't understand why, why this person with a scar on his face covered his mouth with one hand, and rounded his hand to greet his face, this side was swollen, He switched to the other side and was knocked out with two slaps, then woke up again with one slap.

Damn, kill me if you want, why are you slapping me without saying a word?Everyone is out to make a living, so if you have any requests, please tell me, I am always answering every question, and responding to every request, so don't stop fanning me.

Scarface pinched Huang Mao's chin, and scratched Huang Mao's eyelids: "His mother, why can't I help fanning you so much? I haven't asked you yet?"

"With your fanning skills, you can fan the house down, and find someone else to live." Ye Yu sniffed Huang Mao's breath, and said helplessly.

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