Chapter 983: Single infiltration

Chapter 983 sneak into
Half an hour of rest or because the horse is not obedient.
They are not the hardest way to go. Lao Luo climbed the iceberg at night and went to the iceberg in the evening. He took the gloves and grabbed the snow into his mouth. The tongue was frozen and stiff, and it also stimulated the brain to wake up.
"From here, it’s here!" At seven in the morning, when there was a ray of light on the horizon, Lao Luo, standing on the hillside of the iceberg, laughed and said: "It’s still the same as the road I walked four years ago. The weather is very cold. Did not touch the snow at night."
Once it snows at night, the wind and snow marching will only be slower.
Seeing the road that is not at the end, Xia Jinyuan's black scorpion is slightly tightened. "A drum rushes down and rushes to the bottom of the mountain to rest for an hour."
Choose one of the toughest words, just because their identity is all illegal mercenaries! Just because they can't be exposed, can't let the country they guarded have a trace of stains.
From 11:40 to 7:00 in the morning, a full 20 hours through the iceberg at an altitude of 6,000 meters, to reach the destination.
Lao Luo did not go back immediately. He went to a family of Tajik people to rest. In addition to Ye Jian just shook hands with him and said "thank you", all the snow team members gave the 43-year-old brother a warm hug.
Eighty-four hours after the K7 was captured, the members of the Snow Group changed the clothes of the local people in the war and drove a jeep to the desert.
From the snowy mountains to the desert, this is the journey of their battle!
Arriving at Registan was just the morning of the sixth day when K7 was captured. Seven people could still see that it was a personal appearance. A yellow dust could produce a layer of ash in the hair.
Registan, the arid plateau in the southwest, is a desert and deserted sand ridge, and there is a desert plain in the middle. There is no vegetation and no rain.
Ye Jian was separated from the members of the Snowy Brigade at 4 am on the sixth day. She jumped directly onto a truck and entered the ST mercenary group, leaving the snowy brigade with a slender and fearless back.
"Ye Jian, she is a good soldier."
The pigeon said softly, there was a faint light in the corner of the eye, which was full of unpredictable unknown dangers, and she went so far without hesitation.
His low voice fell into the ears of the rest of his comrades, and they looked up to Xia Jinyuan, who was standing among them.
"Look at what I do?" Xia Jinyuan regained his sight. Black scorpion swept a cold light in the sun. He was quick and cold, and he quickly told him, "Z7, establish communication, and blast the hand to get more yellow dynamite. G3, go with me. The market took a lap and the rest were alert."
He is worried about Ye Jian, but he still needs a short leaf to get inside ST.
It’s just dawn, but this desert seems to be in the dark, there is no vibrant green, only the inexhaustible desolate.
The fine sand dust was blown in the wind, and the leaves briefly blinked, and then raised his hand and smashed into the sand.
She is now a local nomad of Helmand, sold by the family as a mercenary to the ST mercenary, officially becoming the lowest level of the ST mercenary.
Wearing white gauze, wrapped in a turban of the same color, holding the newly baked roast to the mercenaries from different countries, entering the tenth hour of the ST mercenary, at five o'clock on the same day, Ye Jian has started himself work.
The low adobe houses are much more square than the adobe houses in the Bafang, and the squares are like cages in Ye Jian’s eyes.
The entire ST mercenary base was huge. When Ye Jian saw several mercenaries dressed in miscellaneous military clothes, the white gauze passed gently and hid behind a mud house. She has to wait for the dark, and she can only act after dark.
(End of this chapter)