I am in Dongying mixed society

In half an hour, the convoy of reinforcements had reached the small village on the outskirts of Damascus where Hitomi Hoshino was, and their arrival proved in disguise that the armed terrorists who appeared in Damascus during the daytime today are already in the Syrian government. The army and the Russian army were successfully suppressed when the two armies were combined.

Before boarding and returning to the Syrian government residence, which is the Damascus People’s Assembly Building, Hitomi Hoshino couldn’t help but visit the house of the village chief who was innocently involved in the assassination of her by the Free Army. Father and daughter.

It was just that when she walked to a position far away from the father and daughter of the detained village chief.

Shania's almost roaring roar came into her ears again!

"We have nothing! No water or food! No medicine! No clean clothes! How much do you want to take away from us before you give up!!!

Bahia has no older brother!If you are arresting her for interrogation, don't you want to drive her to death!?

What do you want us to become before you are willing to stop!!!

Are you not a government army!?Isn't the government army an army that is supported by the people and will also provide protection for the people!?

Why are the things you are doing now exactly the same as what those rebels did to us!!!"

Without a word, Hitomi Hoshino turned around and left. As for the ending of the village elder, father and daughter and Bahia, she also had some counts in her heart.

After boarding the vehicle brought by the reinforcements, she directly closed her pink eyes with a tired expression that seemed to be possible to fall asleep at any time.

After the vehicle started successfully, she suddenly spoke to a Chinese officer who was driving the car in the front seat and was responsible for escorting her back to the Damascus People's Assembly Building in Syria.

"Excuse me, do you have a cell phone?"

"Have."

"Is there a network?"

"Have."

"Can I borrow your mobile phone?"

The celestial officer driving the vehicle did not speak, but at the request of the Japanese prime minister who was sitting in his back row, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to Hitomi Hoshino sitting in the back row of the vehicle.

Later, a Chinese song was played from the mobile phone borrowed by Hitomi Hoshino, but Hitomi Hoshino stuck the mobile phone with the song to his ear amid the roar of the vehicle engine. In the words, he closed his pink Shuang Mou again.

[The hope in the eyes of the children, what shape, whether they woke up with bread and breakfast, after drinking the hot soup, the farmer burned the land and the village finally picked up the gun, but she slowly got used to giving up resistance...]

"Na~Kalashni Cove."

"Miss?"

"Go back to the Syrian government army officers and tell them that if the village chief, father and daughter and the little girl named Bahia are okay, let them go~"

"In addition, Mr. Driver."

"Miss Prime Minister, is there anything I need to order?"

"I want to go to Damascus Airport to see. When I retreated from there, your comrades were still there to cover our retreat and fought bloody battles with the terrorists who attacked there."

--------Dividing line------------

The lyrics are from Chou Jie's "Sorrow of the War"...

the above!

Chapter 492: The so-called hero

"Huh...ha...huh...ha...huh...ha..."

Heavy and thick gasps continued to come from Wang Yue's mouth, and Lin Yang was the only teammate beside him.

The major in charge of commanding them, and other comrades lying on the ramparts lie on a basement that is strong enough to withstand the bursts of small-caliber automatic rifles, behind the fortifications built by sandbags, the half-open eyes are already The dilated pupils are just a serenity with reluctance.

The rest of the "teammates" are not much better. They have turned into corpses, and some of them are still holding the 81-1 automatic rifle.

Exhausted, Wang Yue poked his head out from behind the fortifications to look at the enemies who were still in madness after taking drugs. They were cheering, pointing their guns at the sky undisciplinedly and constantly buckling Pull the trigger, as if celebrating victory, keep shooting bullets above the head.

Use your actions to prove the madness of human beings.

Hundreds of corpses lay outside the fortifications, some of which were relatively intact and some were fragmented, but this could not stop the celebration of those who were stepping on the bodies of their companions.

They screamed with unknown meaning while advancing towards the side of the fortifications, seeming to want to confirm their final victory and reap the fruits of victory.

Investigate the life and death of the more than forty People's Liberation Army soldiers who were responsible for stopping them. When they are dead, they will strip off all the things that can be taken away from the opponent. When they are alive, they will fill the heads of the undead soldiers. One shot.

Wang Yue retracted his head from sticking out of the fortifications to secretly inspect the situation of the enemies who were constantly approaching him.

He turned his gaze to Lin Yang, who was trembling all over.

While sighing that this timid boy was very lucky, he opened his mouth and let the other party's attention shift from the fear in his heart to his comrade-in-arms.

"I said, how many rounds/bullets do you have?"

"...what?"

Lin Yang, who was awakened, turned his head towards Wang Yue, as if he hadn't heard Wang Yue's question clearly because he had just awakened from the fear in his heart.

"Let me ask how many rounds/bullets you have left!?"

"Uh...oh!" Lin Yang hurriedly checked his magazine and the bullets/bags hanging on his body following the question of his friends."No...not much...probably...only more than 30 posts left..."

"give me."

"What...what!?"

"Tell you to give it to me!" Wang Yue snatched the magazine that had just been unloaded from the gun in the opponent's hand, took his own magazine from the gun, and discarded it, and then grabbed the magazine from Lin Yang casually. Give it to his gun.

"There are also bullets/magazines, bring me together."

"You...what are you going to do?"

"What are you doing?" Wang Yue, who rudely snatched the bullets/magazines hanging on his body, sneered.

"Didn't you say that your family will be cut off when you are about to die?" Wang Yue sighed without caring about the reaction of his friends."Let's go~"

"Go...Go!?"

Lin Yang, who was still in fear, was stunned. He had no idea that his friend would let himself go at this time.

"Go...Where to go!?"

"Where to go, don't stay here and get me in the way anyway."

Lin Yang was stunned. He had no idea that his friend would make such a suggestion to himself at this time.

"You... do you want me to be a deserter!?"