The Return of the Saint

"But I still hope that you don't want to be dissatisfied. After all, this is our motherland, everything is to live in this land, in order to make your family, you can calm life."

Wu Hao did not respond to Wei Huadong, but laughed and said: "I still count the people in the preparation, what kind of welfare? What kind of welfare?

Wei Huadong also laughed.

"Reassured, these things are good, as long as you perform well this time, you can't have you."

Wu Wei asked: "So, what should I do? What should I do? I have to go to college, I have to go."

Wei Hua Dong thought, said: "Reassure, I can give you a promise, at least give you a key university to keep the quota, how is your original achievement, most ordinary one, almost impossible to test Under such a university. "

Wu Yu thinks:

"Meaning, I have become a privilege? Don't go to college without college entrance examination?"

Wei Huadong does not matter: "As long as you work hard for the country, the country will naturally won't treat you."

Wu Yizhen, said there is no objection.

The transport plane fly quickly, did not have a while, Wu Wei saw a large lady cloud in the distance, and the Lei Yunxiang was raining, and countless lightning in the ground.

I then went behind, dense numbness, white light, lightning, the shock of the shock, the echoes of the sky.

Wei Huadong looked at the horrible scene in front of him and could not help but be horrified.

Although he has seen the information, this is not the same as the scene, it is completely different.

When I thought of Wu Wei, I would like to personally face such a scene immediately, walking in such a horrible thunderstorm, even as a bystander, Wei Huadong is still accelerating, fearful.

Wei Huadong turned his head, I thought about comforting Wu Wei, but Wei Huadong was surprised to widened his eyes.

Under the shine of a pale lightning, Wu Wei actually lifted his mouth and looked at the horror lightning of the sky, unconsciously exposed a smile, and it looked very strange.

Wei Huadong has seen such a look, which is the basic qualities needed to become a best soldier, which is the excitement of life and death, and the desire to fight.

But even in the special forces of the thousand hammer, it can do this before the danger of life, and only those who have implemented multiple tasks on the battlefield, and survive the very few.

Wei Huadong trembled, hesitated, and finally didn't say anything.

Looking at the stereotypes to the transporter of the transportation engine, preparing for the fighting.

I don't know why, Wei Huadong faintly felt that she seems to have a big event that will soon be influential throughout China's future.

Is it wrong? Wei Huadong can only give everything to the time to judge.

234 people start

Open the door, the strong wind is scraping that people don't open their eyes, and the thunder is awkward.

Wei Huadong held a backpack and a helmet, standing around Wu Wei, shouted:

"This is an insulating helmet and parachute. Here is a mountain area. The plane cannot land, you will jump directly from here! We will continue to circulate in the air."

Even if Wei Huadong is exhausted, it is also completely concealed by violent thunder.

The wind blows the clothes on both people.

But Wu Wei heard very clearly, he turned and took a helmet.

Wei Huadong is waiting to deliver the parachute to Wu Wei, Wu Wei put his hand:

"I do not need"

Wei Huadai said: "What do you say? Let's talk about it again, I haven't heard it!"

Then Wei Huadong has grown his eyes on the horror, because Wu Wei stands in front of the hatch, close his eyes, lying down, actually, this is very straightforward.

Wei Huadong rushed to the hatch, trying to catch Wu Wei, but it is useless, Wu Wei has disappeared down.

Wei Huadong is full of death.

Finished, dead! Wu Hao has not got a parachute, although the plane is now low, but nearly a thousand meters, even if Wu Hao's physical strength is strong, it is also dead.

He thought that Wu Wei was blown by the wind.

At this moment, Wu Wei closed his eyes, and his body stretched into a large shape, the back is down, the speed of the speed.

Feel the collision of strong gas, as if there is a pair of big hands to lift Wu Wei, and it is constantly disturbing his balance, trying to let him roll in the air.

But for Wu Hao, only the physical muscle movement is required, it is easy to resist the power of this confusion.

Looking at the rapidly smaller plane, Wu Hao's heart feels very calm.

Time is at this moment, it becomes slow.

In the weight loss of the high-speed drop, Wu Wei floated in the sky.

Turned, gently shake, Wu Wei is easy to complete the ordinary man less likely to turn around and still balance.

The face is facing down, spreading your hands and feet, Wu Wei is in the air, just like squatting on the back of the wind, flying down.

Looking at this Tiandi, soft and cold moonlight, silent, and melt all kinds of gentleness.

Continuous lightning, like an incandescent lamp, shotful electric light, with a miserable white, lit up this dark mountain range with lonely night sky.

At this moment, in the big brain, he couldn't control his body, just like thoroughly lost the control of the body.

But but felt an unmodeful freedom, this freedom, let his soul climbed the peak of consciousness, where it is empty and unreasonable.

Why, will you make this chaotic?

Why, in such a high altitude, I feel a long-lost calm?

Wu Hao's brain is thinking, his soul is exiled in this slogan.

Another scene of familiar and strange pictures flashed from his eyes, the picture was too fast, Wu Wei completely couldn't see clearly, he only knew that these are familiar.

But he couldn't convinced that these pictures were something, perhaps he forgot some things that were important to him, very important.

The earth is quickly scaling, the horizon in the distance, just like the end of the world, the tentacles can be.

The drops of nearly 20 seconds, let Wu Hao's whisper, like a high-speed flying shell, carrying horrible speed to the ground.

In an instant, Wu Wei changed the posture, and his legs bow down.

With the heavy heavy objects, the mud inch inch in the Wu Yizhen is cracked.

Countless dry earth, starting from the splash, splashing tens of meters high.