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1721. Prodigal for Love 6

At least, this kind of courage is very rare.

"Okay, I listen to you." Middle -aged people said, Shen Sheng said, "I won't leave the machine."

"Don't worry, we will send you to the Sino -Myanmar border. You give rewards, and we are not those who kill them. Do business to talk about credit. I must send you to the border. However, I don’t guarantee that everyone’s safety

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Lu Zhen groaned and said, "There are too many you."

He said a little euphemistic, and he understood Lu Zhen's meaning in middle age. Indeed, there were too many people, and there was no way to bring it all. [

He sought, "I said, you want to escort us past, you should also know, we have more people."

Lu Zhen did business, and he did not like to bargain with others. He said faintly, "How much can I send, to ensure that the safety of you and the machine tool, the others will not guarantee.

Within a minute, you have to get on the plane. How many people can be sent away, I will not sacrifice my pilots for the second time. "

There are different difficulties. Fortunately, middle age will not persist. Lu Zhen said that there are five transport planes in total, and thirty people can be considered good.

Twenty people are bound to be left, and middle -aged people have quickly made a choice.

Lu Zhen nodded, called Morgan a call, "Action."

Middle -aged people also have a tacit understanding, finding terrorists, and defense in the middle of the mountain, blocking the siege special forces and mercenaries. Some people take out the machine tools and prepare to get on the plane at any time.

Lu Zhen looked at the box, took out the phone, and drove the photography calmly, and passed it to Morgan. This box was huge. It was almost as big as half a container. You must not be able to get on the transport aircraft. You can only hang away.

Middle -aged people also understand, so a helicopter must hang the machine tool, and middle -aged people have to walk with the plane. Terrorists carry the machine tool to the top of the mountain, the most empty place.

Lu Zhen's lips raised a smile.

The special soldiers who have been monitoring of the mountain report to their captain report, "Captain, the situation has changed, they move frequently on the mountains, I don’t know what they are doing."

"Request to send satellite pictures." The captain of the Five Squades said.

For a minute, a picture of a satellite on the top of the mountain came over. After the technician analyzed, he frowned slightly, "Semi -container, it is estimated that it is a machine tool. What do they do?"

"****, what else can you do?" The captain of the Five Squades scolded and moved quickly.

Monitor the top of the mountain, once a helicopter shot immediately. "

The captain of the Five Squadron responded quickly. He thought that the other party had been shot down some helicopters. Even if there was an air weapon, there was nothing. When the black pressure of dozens of martial arts and the bombing machine hovered, he was stupid.

Don't say that he is stupid. At the foot of the mountain, the people in the mountain are stupid.

This is definitely a weapon threat of red fruit.

Twenty aircraft formed a combat mode to protect a martial arts transport aircraft. The people tested by the Iranian military were dumbfounded. How can terrorists have such equipment?

But even if their people are coming, who is the commander, so that the brain disability can fly so many aircraft at once? This is money, money, a transport aircraft, the cost of martial arts and bombers is not low.
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