The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

To be honest, Ye Jian herself was not 100% sure about such an action.

Because just now, I could see the gap between myself and them, and I was subdued all of a sudden, and I didn't even have a chance to escape.

So, it's better to be a little self-aware.

"Be careful, there are strangers in the tent, but they dealt with the Tibetan mastiff guarding outside. I didn't hear gunshots, and I didn't smell the smell of blood... I suspect that there may be someone carrying the Tibetan mastiff out buried."

She was reminding that there were still people outside, and her delicate thoughts made the corner of Xia Jinyuan's heart softer.

He didn't let Ye Jian leave immediately, and made a covert gesture to her, and both of them hid behind the mani pile.

As soon as Ye Jian squatted down, she was protected behind his left hand. This seemed like a small movement, but it made her heart tremble slightly.

He is a person who can use both left and right hands, but she knows that his left hand is actually the most flexible, the speed of shooting the gun, and the strength of fighting. His left hand is faster and more flexible than his right hand.

Protecting behind his left hand is safer than being behind his right hand. At the same time, it is equivalent to having two layers of cover in front of him, one is the mani pile, and the other is... his body.

"Hold this one." Xia Jinyuan pulled out a 54 pistol from his combat carrying gear, and his low voice was full of joy, "I will leave my back to you, little fox."

It's okay to let her observe with me for a while, alas, I can't help it, looking at her eyes, I really can't bear to refuse.

Ye Jian raised his hand, and gently pushed his turned left hand back, "I have a gun. President Chen prepared a 54 pistol for me before I set off, and... there are also sniper rifles." After a light pause, he added "There are bullets too, so you don't have to worry about me."

You can't let him protect you and worry about her lack of equipment.

The little fox would never be brave in front of him. Xia Jinyuan, who understood in his heart, slightly curled his mouth, and whispered to G3 and K7 who were close to the tent: "About two people are burying Tibetan mastiffs outside. How is the situation there?"

"King Q, the situation is not good, there are four hostages." G3's cold voice came from the headset, "You can deal with the two people who are alone first, be careful."

Ye Jian waited for him to cut off the communication, approached him slightly, and said softly: "I can go back to Principal Chen and ask him how many Tibetans and tents there are in total, or you can wait here and ask me when I go back ?”

It is a pleasure to learn more about the situation of the village as soon as possible.

Under Xia Jinyuan's slight nod, Ye Jian's cat-slung figure was really like a snow wolf walking in a snow mountain, disappearing vigorously into the darkness.

Xia Jinyuan waited for Ye Jian to leave safely before approaching Han Zheng and the others with a gun.

"Ye Jian will cooperate with us to find out the exact number of people and how many tents. Now we will change the plan a little bit." The scattered people came together again in an instant. They needed a more detailed plan for annihilation. To ensure the safety of all herdsmen.

"They still have a lot of bullets in their hands. If they are alarmed and fight with us, the consequences will be unimaginable." In front of Ye Jian, Xia Jinyuan was tender, but in front of the enemy, he was only bloodthirsty and cold, with serious eyes. He said in a low voice, "Check out the situation inside the tent first,... make sure that someone enters the tent to protect the safety of the hostages."

This article is a military romance novel, not military, not military, non-professional, non-professional...