Chapter 198: I am your dependence (1)

Chapter 198 I am your dependence (1)
He didn't say it directly, for fear that he would hurt her, as if he was caring for the pearl of his hand.
Xia Jinyuan's voice is not only the power to penetrate the darkness, but also the role of calming the human heart.
Ye Jian, who was gently licking her eyes, thought about it in her heart. She spit out a bit of smoldering gas. She saw the handsome and worried in the bottom of her eyes. The corner of her mouth was slightly bent. "I am fine, just the head." One experience, still in the buffer process."
Before shooting two, it was once she was discovered that she and Gao Yangyang were dead. It was forced to allow her to have a process of fear and only wanted to solve the enemy and save her life.
This time, it was prepared, but it was overestimated.
Ye Jane stretched out his hand and grabbed the palm of his hand. He smiled bitterly: "The summer team, I want to take off my mask and take a breath, and there is sweat in my eyes. It is very difficult to receive." Normal training is not without sweat. I don't feel uncomfortable, but I can't help it anymore.
There is no smoke in the room, so she can breathe, it is ok.
The faint voice was to make Xia Jinjin’s heart cramp, and the girl was too strong and strong enough to make people feel sad.
"Okay, take it down and breathe." He replied softly, letting go and telling the comrades below to open the window and let in the fresh night wind.
Xu Wei, they all heard her words, and also heard the calmness of her calm.
The little girl of the fourteenth, should be wearing a beautiful flower skirt, the black hair is high and tied up, it is the pearl of the parents.
This little girl..., even if she is afraid, she also knows to comfort them with this group of great men.
K7 turned and opened the closed window, letting the evening wind blow, blowing away the blood in the room.
Perhaps this way, the little girl who is only fourteen years old but brave like a soldier is a little more comfortable.
When she took off her mask, Xia Jinyuan saw her pale face and no lips. My heart was needled. "Come, let's sit down and breathe. The space is too small." Not feeling well."
Without the care of parents, without the shelter of parents, there is such a strong today, how can it not be distressed?
I squinted my eyes and then sighed, and the leaves that felt comfortable were moved forward.
When I just started, I felt that there were a few lines of sight that looked full of tension.
Looking down, I saw several young soldiers who were almost tall and wearing the Army's special combat uniforms. They all stared at themselves for a moment.
During the measurement, the closet door that opened to the engine room suddenly opened. Two Vietnamese soldiers came over, and the smoke bombs and tear gas in the engine room rushed into the room.
Without a few seconds of the gas mask, I suddenly felt a pain in my eyes. Then, the tears said that the stream would flow out, but I couldn’t stop it, one after another.
Twilight is a sigh of summer and the sound of this day is cold and sharp: "Retreat!"
This voice, including the military power, does not say, but also contains no reluctance to refuse, the shock of the Vietnamese soldiers who slammed into the door and shrank, and subconsciously retracted into the machine room behind the closet.
K7 walked over and didn't know where he touched it. He fixed the wardrobe door that could be pushed, and said: "Hold it first, then send it to the hospital to check it out."
(End of this chapter)