Walking Through Fire for You

Jiang Gigi in the shade did not stare at the beginning of the South, the assistant to the side reminded: "The little boss, or retreat? In addition, if you stroke you, it is not a trouble."

Jiang Gug's face hangs, "You go to the program group to be a walkie-talkie."

The assistant is alleged, "the amount, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Gure glanced at him, "So much nonsense? Do you want to find someone to shoot your mouth?"

Assistant knows the childhood of this small boss, stronger and evil, loves to follow people, more free things, as long as he says, it is necessary to give it, shake it, lead.

The simulation training officially started, and the six artists worn each other, and they took a suction bottle behind. When the word was opened, Yang Zhengang re-read the rules of the game.

"I gave you a group, three people, each group must save nine fake people, there will be a total of 18 dumms in the foreigner, the weight of the dummy will have an error, scattered in various areas, and the total area of ​​350 Ping, every point, there is a possibility of explosion of the oil tank, this must be made up, the last point, pay attention to safety, don't be able to do it, I can't help but ask for help, we will rush in and save you. Below, I think the group list, Xu Ya, Muze, Zheng Ping is a group, Yan Dai, the beginning of the South, Liu Xiahan two groups. "

After reading the list, the new ideology under the South saw the eye Lin Lu Wei, the latter pinching the walking, the face is cold, no emotion.

She mentioned the oxygen tank behind him, followed by the big team, and didn't look back, the thin figure disappeared in the building.

On the fifth floor, the fire is usually used, and the wall stairs are all black, the ashes, the ground is pouring in a mess, and waiting for them to go to the fourth floor, hanging on the shoulders.

"I am Jiang Gui, can I hear?"

Several people stopped, Liu Xia Han pulled the walkie-talkie, responded: "I can hear, Jiang Chiang."

Chiang Ge: "Let the Nanta talk."

Liu Xiahan looked at the beginning of the eyes, and did not take care of the South. Liu Xiahan passed the intercom.

Jiang Gig has waited for a while, and he heard it was very lazy, "Dry."

This woman is really fucking is a fairy.

Jiang Ge instantly shakes, rushing to the walkie-talkie: "You work hard, win me to send you -"

Everyone is attached to the ears.

As a result, Jiang Guo's voice was smashed, changed a cold voice, angry: "Playing in front of it ?! Who fucking let you stop!"

Lin Lu Wei took a walk in Jiang Guo's hand, Jiang Gug stared at him for a long time, asked the assistant next to him, "Who is this company?"

The assistant said: "The captain here."

Jiang Ge is not credible, "" One of the squaders is so awkward? "

The assistant is like Baidu Hundreds, asking him, I know, I'm coming: "Yes, I heard that he is in this character, he has a iron buddy, you should know, call Shen Mu, listen to Shen Instead, his buddy is not good, from the small court, a few old men are painful, sitting in the middle is the Director of the Police, and the War Training Office, it is a buddy. of."

Jiang Ge is thinking, suddenly remembers the night of the car, the police station, in the beginning of the South, it is this man together?

The fire is not big, but the temperature is very high, the smoke is secret, can't see the road, and it is a bit inch.

Liu Xiahan found the first fake person near a tank. The fake people simulated the number of kilograms, and there were more than 80 pounds. Liu Xiahan took a shoulder, pulled the north, "" You follow me, Don't fall. Let's send this first, piled up to the door, wait together to drag out. "

When dragging to the sixth fake, Liu Xiahan was physically weak, bored a forehead sweat, he casually wiped the arm, looking back, looking at the little girl with goggles, exposed the chin part is also black black Gray, can't help but laugh. Time has been more than half, the explosive point of the oil tank is approaching, the seventh fake person is pressed behind the tanker, the flame is roast, the wall is all fired, the temperature of the oxygen can The show has reached eighty degrees, the fire has become a natural sauna, and the first and Liu Xiahan have a gesture, - this, I am going.

She is closer to the oil tank.

There is a voice of Lin Lu Yu in the second-frequency, "a few?"

"Six." South 1st step, the oil tank is close, occasionally stepped on the iron rod, and he is angry, and she tries to reduce the tension by talking to Lin Lu Wei: "I only have us only Can two hear? "

That one is light.

The oil tank is in front of you, and then smoke, the scarlet flame is burning, and the rear column reveals a white arm.

"How high your usual fire is?"

"Dozens of to a few hundred degrees, close to the fire source is relatively high. You should pay attention to it."

The voice just fell, a beam smashed in front of the beginning of the Nank, broke into two trips, dusty gray, I ate it in the early South, I took a shock, I ate a bit, I came back, I came to my headphones. Low laugh: "Let you be careful."

"Are you watching the display?" I got up in the South and patted the dust on my body.

Lin Lu Wei stared at the display, his face did not jump, slowly: "Come."

In the beginning of the South, we went around the oil tank, and the smoke was nose, and even the cough, and the nose was pulled.

Lin Lu Wei stared at the screen. Nothing was, oh, looked at the people in the screen dragged out the fake people behind the oil tank, squatted on the shoulders, the fake people were heavy, the little girl probably did not expect it to be so heavy Directly on the embarrassment, struggle and climbed, the headphones listened to her still complained about how her is particularly heavy.

The sound listened to inexplicably feel cute, Lin Lu, nose, nose, bow, laugh,.

Silent array, in the first quarter: "Just Liu Xiahan pulled my hand."

"Well, wait for me to handle him." The voice is somewhat scattered, and it is unhappy, but it hangs a bit more serious.

The little girl smiled in the second frequency.

"Lin Captain, are you like me?" After a while, I asked in the early South.

Lin Lu has laughing, no sound, after being taken behind, he looks back, it is Xu Yun, and it is a smile: "Is there something?"

Xu Yun felly him, and he refers to: "Meng Dynasty called you."

Lin Luohun is looking for, and the eyes of Meng Guohong hook at him.

He hung it back to the shoulders back and walked over, played a job. "What?"

Meng Guofang looked at him, his eyes finger a walkie talking on his shoulders: "Take the intercom."