At this time, the sun had disappeared under the mountains in the distance. The thick night color continued to swallow the vast sky. The full moon, which had been completely covered by the sun's light, finally burst into silver light in its own field bit by bit.

The mountains became more and more ferocious in the darkness. In a dead silence, only the rustling sound of the mountain wind passing through the treetops and the suppressed breathing of every soldier in the armed police force were heard. The automatic rifles in their hands reflected a little cold and cold light under the silver bright moon.

Six high-power probe lights illuminate the passage of the mountain pass as brightly as daytime. A large group of moths attracted by the lights twisting their bodies in the air. The strong contrast between light and darkness, coupled with the moths that constantly use their bodies to rush into the probe lights, fully displaying the idiom of moths to the flames, forming a terrible pressure that makes people so nervous that they are almost breathless.

Ouyang Zhuo squatted at the intersection of the village and the mountains behind him, holding a lunch box in his hand and slowly chewing the food in his mouth with a plastic spoon, while his eyes were wide open, staring at the mountains in front of him without blinking.

Tang Qian took the empty lunch box that Ouyang Zhuo had eaten and handed him a bottle of mineral water. Ouyang Zhuo said thank you and directly brought the bottle mouth to his mouth. Although the atmosphere is so solemn that it is almost breathless, and there is a strong and bloody smell that cannot be dissipated under the hillside, Tang Qian still couldn't help but chuckled. She whispered to Ouyang Zhuo who stuffed the mineral water bottle mouth into her mouth and kept a drinking posture. "Captain, you haven't opened the bottle mouth yet!"

"Oh?" Ouyang Zhuo looked at the mineral water bottle that had not yet been Kaifeng in his hand in a little surprised. His face, which had always fallen down but did not change color, finally had a hint of embarrassing smile. He was really too nervous, because by this time, his elder brother Zhan Xiage had been walking into the jungle alone for three hours!

There is no radio communication, because as Zhan Xiage, he does not need to report his actions to anyone here; there is no gunshot or the roar of landmines when the mine explodes, as soon as Zhan Xiage enters the mountain, it is like a drop of water falling into the sea, without a trace.

Ouyang Zhuo suddenly shook off the mineral water bottle that had just been unscrewed the cap, pulled out the Type 64 pistol he had worn, and shouted wildly: "Who?!"

In the darkness, the unique sound of War Heroes, which was unique to the metallic texture, he ordered: "Open the light!"

The six spotlights were all extinguished. In the darkness, Zhan Xiage slowly walked out of the mountains. Ouyang Zhuo was the first to fly over. Xiao Zhen, the armed police soldier who had been with Ouyang Zhuo, also jumped up and stared at the most outstanding soldier in the world that was almost integrated with the earth in the hazy state.

Ouyang Zhuo rushed to Zhan Xiage, but suddenly became stunned!

Zhan Xiage's powerful waist still proudly supported his strength and confidence. His every move had an indescribable strange rhythm, but for some reason, Ouyang Zhuo realized that his elder brother Zhan Xiage's mentality at this moment was actually... extremely unstable!

A faint cold murderous aura was hidden in Zhan Xiage's body, but it was this murderous aura that was deliberately suppressed by him that made Ouyang Zhuo, who had grown up together since childhood, suddenly felt an uncontrollable sense of shock in his heart. Ouyang Zhuo suddenly widened his eyes because he suddenly realized that he didn't even dare to get close to Zhan Xiage's body within three meters!

Zhan Xiage barely squeezed out a smile when facing Ouyang Zhuo, who was frozen there, but under the silver moonlight, his facial skin, which was already full of metal texture, turned out to be a sharp light like a blade.

Ouyang Zhuo quickly glanced behind Zhan Xiage, and no one followed him out of the mountains!

Ouyang Zhuo asked guessingly: "Zhao Haiping resisted arrest, so you killed him?"

The voice of Zhan Xia Ge was empty, with an unpredictable feeling, "No, he ran away!"

"Tsk, I played a few acrobatics so hard that everyone was stunned. Then I walked into the mountains alone. I really thought how capable you were. It took so long to come back, but it turned out that they were empty and letting others run away?" A sarcastic voice sounded at the foot of the mountain. Although the other party deliberately lowered his tone, in the late night of too quiet, his words still clearly reached everyone's ears. "What is the country raising you people for? It's better to raise a few dogs, at least the dog will not bite the owner in the reverse way!"

Ouyang Zhuo felt something was wrong. Zhan Xiage's eyes had jumped over his shoulders and fell directly on a man whose body was so fat that he almost became a flesh pillar. Although it was dark all around, with the light leaking from the temporary command room tent, Zhan Xiage, who had received strict night battle training, still saw clearly the person's appearance.

This rude man is probably in his forties. On his face that is already fat and round, there is a scar of three or four inches long, showing that this man was once a brave and fierce character when he was young. But now there is only fat fat left on his face, shaking and shaking, revealing his weakness after excessive wine. Maybe he has watched too many movies describing the underworld elder brother and has a special liking for characters such as "God of Gambling". This man combed his hair neatly backwards. I don't know how many fixed mousse sprayed on his hair, and it looks so smooth and shiny that he can't even stand a fly. I don't know if anyone has reminded him that this hairstyle makes his face look more and more obese.

The man was stabbed by Zhan Xiage's cold and deep gaze. The man trembled hard, and the fat all over his body shook. However, looking at the two shoulder stamps representing the squad leader in Zhan Xiage's military uniform, he tried hard to squeeze out a disdainful face from his face and waved his hand: "If you can't do it, let you send more people to pursue Zhao Haiping, don't pretend to waste everyone's time here. I really want to ask the leader of your army, how do you usually do ideological and political work for soldiers, and you will actually create a bastard like Zhao Haiping who is incompetent in killing enemies and has a good internal fighting!"

Zhan Xiage slowly walked to the man, and the soldiers of the armed police force who stood between Zhan Xiage and that man, including the police officers of the city criminal police team brought by Ouyang Zhuo, felt an invisible pressure coming to their faces, and they involuntarily made a way for Zhan Xiage.

When Zhan Xiage stood in front of this man, he realized that the man was only 165 cm high at most. Standing with him, he was like a child who had not yet developed but had a fat intestines and body because of his greed and delicious mouth.

The man had to raise his head to see Zhan Xiage's face clearly. Facing Zhan Xiage's deep tunnels as long as the sky is like a dark night, there is a slight burning of a fierce flame, almost bringing all things in the world and with him crazy eyes. The man suddenly made his knees weak.

He has always been brave and cruel when he was young, and he always waved his sword to others, and even took pride in his "glorious deeds" of being invincible to the masses. However, facing the small squad leader in front of him, he felt the ubiquitous pressure of surrendering to the strong and weak, and suddenly he realized that his so-called courage was just arrogance of watching the sky.

When he thought of calling the squad leader a dog just now, the man felt cold all over his body and his heart beat faster. In this world, who dared to use the word "dog" to describe the man in front of him with absolute pride and oppression?!

Zhan Xiage was condescendingly, staring coldly at the man in front of him who had begun to be at a loss, and looked coldly at his forehead, face, and neck, big beads of sweat gathered into small streams, constantly slid downwards. It was not until sweat soaked his clothes that Zhan Xiage said coldly: "Who are you?!"

The man couldn't help but answer: "My name is Li Weihua!"

In the eyes of Zhan Xia Ge Shen Tun, the black flame became even stronger. He asked word by word: "The head of Tunkou Township...Li Weihua?!"

Li Weihua was completely controlled by the black flames in Zhan Xiage's eyes. He nodded foolishly like a demon. Li Weihua suddenly felt his body lighter and felt his breathing tense. Li Weihua couldn't help but widen his eyes because the squad leader in front of him had just grabbed his collar with one hand and carried his body weighing more than 180 pounds into the air.

Zhan Xiage stared coldly at the swelling and red face in front of him, who kept struggling in his hands, but was like a dragonfly shaking the pillar in vain. It was this bastard who seduced Zhao Haiping's wife and instructed his seventeen subordinates to kill Zhao Haiping's fourteen-year-old daughter Zhao Pan.

Zhao Pan is Zhao Haiping's daughter, his favorite person in his life, and his hope and pride. When everyone was tired on the training ground, when people who had experienced the bloodiest battles and were still alive gathered together, absorbing warmth and courage to each other, and when everyone cheered for completing the task together, Zhao Haiping always liked to take out Zhao Pan's photos and show off to them, bachelors again and again.

Zhao Pan got the first place in the grade again, Zhao Pan received a love letter from a boy again, Zhao Pan liked the birthday gifts everyone made for her with bullets, and Zhao Pan got praise from the teacher again...

One by one, one trivial matter has become something that the brothers of the Fifth Special Forces talk about together. Even Zhao Pan himself doesn’t know how many godfathers Zhao Haiping has found for her who really love her!

At this moment, Zhan Xiage's hands were trembling constantly, and at this moment, he really wanted to laugh wildly.

There is no way to kill the enemy, and there is a way to fight in the internal struggle!

What is the country doing with you people? It’s better to raise a few dogs. At least the dog won’t bite the owner in reverse!

This is the conclusion that Zhao Haiping, who followed his master, received after a lifetime of life in Russia. This is the conclusion that a hero who dedicated his life to the country and the army!

Zhao Haiping, a simple and rough man, had tears of sad, desperate rebirth, and his howling like a wounded wild wolf, hit the heart of Zhan Xiage. Zhao Haiping was not only his comrade-in-arms, but also his disciple, but also his brother, the brother he had already swore in his heart to live and die together!

But today, Zhao Haiping became a betrayer of the Fifth Special Forces because of such an ignorant bastard and such a scum. What a irony it is to let two men who are sympathetic to each other meet each other on a narrow road on the battlefield that should never appear?!

Zhan Xiage's hands became tighter and tighter, and Li Weihua's face became more and more swollen and redder. Everyone stared at this scene blankly, but no one came up to dissuade him.

"Let him go quickly, you will strangle him to death!" Suddenly a woman rushed over with screams. She was like a madman, kicking, tearing and biting at Zhan Xiage. She spat hard at Zhan Xiage. She used her long nail-wielding hand to grab Zhan Xiage's face. She fought and shouted, "You and Zhao Haiping are in the same group, you are not good people!"

"Hahaha……"

Zhan Xiage suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with indescribable anger.

At this moment, Zhan Xiage could finally feel the feeling of Zhao Haiping being betrayed. Although he was just Zhao Haiping's brother and teacher, and although he had nothing to do with the woman in front of him, when he saw the woman's face clearly, Zhan Xiage finally felt Zhao Haiping's grief and anger. He could finally understand what a hero is to bleed and cry again!

This woman who attacked Li Weihua like a shrew was the beautiful wife who Zhao Haiping had to take out his second photo to boast about after every time he boasted about Zhao Pan... Zhang Yanhua!

A qualified father, a loyal husband, and a hero who bleed and sweated on the battlefield, turned out to be so unbearable in Zhang Yanhua's eyes that it was so unbearable that it could not even meet the standard of a good thing!

Zhan Xiage shook his hand fiercely, "Bang!" With the crisp slap in the face, Zhang Yanhua was actually slapped by Zhan Xiage and flew out two or three meters away in the air.

He threw away the garbage in his hand casually. Zhan Xiage glanced at Li Weihua, the head of Tunkou Township who was sitting on the ground, gasping for breathing heavily, and then looked at Zhang Yanhua, the shrew who brought the essence of a shrew to the limit, just lying on the ground, crying and calling him.

Finally, Zhan Xiage said to Ouyang Zhuo and the captain of the armed police force in a calm voice: "Twenty-four hours, within twenty-four hours, I will find Zhao Haiping, and then I will take him away!"

After saying these words, Zhan Xiage nodded slightly to Ouyang Zhuo, and then walked out of Zhaojia Village without looking back.

Looking at Zhan Xiage's back with his head raised, Ouyang Zhuo sighed softly. Among everyone present, he understood that Zhan Xiage always raised his head so high because he didn't want others to see his tears!
Chapter completed!