The strongest reserve for the doomsday

From the foot of the mountain,Holding one,There's still a quilt that still retains the tall and tight blonde girl in the United States.,The smell of the quilt.,But it may also be the taste of the cuckold man.。。。 After my re-examination, I smelled it roughly, and it was still a fresh fragrance, and it is estimated that the probability of the former is slightly larger. I held the quilt and climbed up from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside.

Anyway, all roads lead to Rome, and I estimated that the height was about the same, and then walked west, and I would definitely be able to reach our sweet potato base.

When I had climbed more than a hundred meters towards the top, I estimated that it was almost enough, and rested with my back against a pine tree.

Looking south, in the direction of the village of the other side, I looked out into the past. I saw that now, in the center of the entire village of the other side, flashlights flashed everywhere, but I looked at it for a while and found that none of the lights could come out of that village.

"Could it be that the exit I blew up has been repaired?" It

stands to reason that these UBM special combat soldiers, no matter how blind they are, can still find that there is a sewer that I blew up at the three-way intersection and at the mouth of the well.

It stands to reason that now that the rain has stopped, there should be enough for a person to climb in under that sewer, and then he can directly learn "The Shawshank Redemption" and climb out of the sewer. But it is estimated that these soldiers can't let go of this figure.

It is also possible that the sewer has been repaired by the grave keepers inside. If that's the case, then I guess I'm already on the blacklist of these people. If you catch it, you will probably record me for vandalism.

But it doesn't matter, you know, so the cuckold soldier, if you come out and come home and see that girl's ass being beaten by me, it will definitely feel like I'm going to break my body into pieces immediately, and it's absolutely sour to home, haha.

It's okay, it's always good that someone thinks about me. Especially being remembered by the enemy. Born in sorrow and died in peace.

To be honest, when I was on the roof of the other side village, I was even sure that the special operations team below would be wiped out. But why didn't I do this, because I was afraid of them

, never! In the end, I was soft-hearted, and if someone below found out that I shot at me, then I would never be soft-hearted and wipe out all the people below in seconds.

But secretly attacking these people below directly took their lives before they knew it, and I still couldn't do it.

In the end, I'm still an ordinary ex-programmer, not some veteran king, some cold-blooded killer. That's my weakness.

And I also know that this will cause me a lot of trouble in the future.

After thinking about what had just happened, I began to regret it again, because my soft-heartedness just now had caused a lot of threats to our Doomsday Trio. I shook my head and pulled out a finished Cuban cigar from the loot I had just captured.

For this cigar, the head should be cut with special scissors and then lit with a special match. But I don't have anything now, just a lighter for 1 dollar. I ordered this cigar directly, but because the crust of the bread was too thick, I didn't light it for a while, so I had to use my hands to directly shred the tobacco leaves in front of me, and then light it with a lighter.

I took a sip, and this soft taste was really extraordinary. Hehe.

Then I walked like a GI, with a cigar this big in my mouth, and walked towards our base. Counted, it can be regarded as chic.

It's not far from our base, but I walked for about 15 minutes. When I was almost on the verge of our sweet potato base, I looked at my watch and it was already 8 o'clock in the evening.

And just as I was about to shout "Fatty", a bright light shot at my face, "

Raise your hands or I'll shoot!"

A rough voice came from the hillside below the entrance of the cave.

"It's me!"

I replied with a sigh of relief.

"Dao Chief!"

At this time, the fat man also climbed down the hillside with great difficulty.

"Don't come down, I'll go up. So

I walked up to it. At this time, Zheng Yan also climbed to the entrance of the cave and said excitedly:

"Dao Chief, where have you been? Oh, I really came in with a quilt... "

Let me go into the cave first!" I

said hurriedly.

I see that now the three of us are outside, turning on the flashlight, such a goal is really a bit big, so if it goes on to be unable to survive, it will be discovered by the UBM people!

I gave the quilt to Zheng Yan, and now Zheng Yan has a cold and needs to keep warm the most. Zheng Yan took the quilt, smiled at me, then sniffed at the quilt, and then hugged the cup to her chest.

After we all entered the cave smoothly. I blocked the hole with a rose fence at the entrance, and hung a flashlight above our heads.

As soon as everyone saw that I was about to start telling the story, they all immediately came up, and I was not sloppy, so I immediately came to everyone and whispered

: "Is there still dinner?"

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the author has something to say:

Recently, the business of the Taoist chief has been bleak, and there is no money for dinner.