Chapter 1228 More Squeamish than Women?

Chapter 1228 More squeamish than women?

One day later, under the deployment of Zong Zhan, the action team decided to raid and surround the criminal gang.

Xi Luo originally intended to attack the opponent's lair together with them, but when she woke up at five o'clock in the morning, she found that only she and Gu Chen were left staring at each other in the entire camp.

At the corner of the bed, there is a note: Danger ahead, wait for me to come back. —— Zhan.

Gu Chen messed up the broken hair on the top of his head, squinted his eyes to observe the footprints in the grass, "Have we been plotted against?"

"What did you eat last night?" Xi Luo was expressionless, rubbing her fingers thoughtfully.

Three seconds later, Gu Chen pursed his lips and snorted, "In addition to the compressed biscuits, there is also a piece of anti-eczema medicine, which Su Laosi asked me to take."

Xi Luo bent her lips knowingly, "I, also, yes."

The jungle is damp, and many colleagues have eczema on their bodies. When Su Laosi distributed medicine to everyone last night, Xi Luo and Gu Chen didn't suspect it at all.

That pill, I'm afraid there is a stable ingredient in it.

"What should we do now?" Gu Chen looked into the distance, "We are only a few kilometers away from the opponent's lair, if we rush over..."

Xi Luo looked at the traces of dew on the footprints on the lawn, and listened for two seconds, "It's too late."

According to her guess, the action team probably set off in the middle of the night.

It may not be helpful to rush there on foot.

Xi Luo didn't know what she was thinking, her expression became more and more serious.

She folded back to her tent, opened her backpack and took out a thick black mobile phone from the interlayer.

Seeing this, Gu Chen was surprised, "Why do you have a satellite phone? The boss gave it to you?"

"no."

Xi Luo didn't explain too much, her thumb hesitated for a moment on the button, and finally pressed four numbers.

...

Four hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Drug-making criminal gangs hiding in the low-lying hinterland of the primeval jungle are fighting desperately.

The action team consisted of 200 people, and the special forces from Laos and Burma also had 200 people.

The three parties cooperated and cooperated to prepare to break through the opponent's lair.

However, the criminal gang has developed for many years, and there are as many as 3,000 men entrenched in the lair. Even if there are casualties, the number still has an absolute advantage.

Brother Jackal, who had previously attacked Xi Luo, was now covering the crime boss and retreating to the rear.

The joint action team is aggressive and powerful, even if there are many people, it cannot withstand the effective attack of the opponent.

Brother Jackal, who was in a state of desperation, hid in the back and suggested: "Boss, I have arranged for a helicopter to come in for rescue. As long as I can escape, the way back will not be a problem."

The leader is a man in his fifties, with a swollen face and tattoos all over his neck, "A jackal, take some people with us, and blow up the base after we evacuate."

"The brothers..."

The leader dusted off the dust on his body, "I can't control that much anymore, bring a few trustworthy brothers, and let the others fend for themselves."

This kind of criminal gang is only looking for profit, and human life is worth nothing.

As the melee between the two sides continued for longer, the sound of gunfire mixed with screams could be heard endlessly.

Near one o'clock in the afternoon, the sound of propellers came from the southeast.

The jungle vegetation was rustling, and between the gaps in the towering treetops, a dark green helicopter came from far to near, and finally hovered directly above the old nest.

In the dark, Zong Zhan exchanged a few words in sign language with the person in charge of Liao and Myanmar, and quickly concluded that the helicopter did not belong to any of the three parties.

"Boss, the other party's origin is unknown, what if they directly attack and destroy the base..."

"No." Zong Zhan stared at the tail of the helicopter with serious eyes, until he saw a very obscure sign, and an intriguing smile appeared on his lips, "It's my own."

At this time, the doors on both sides of the helicopter slowly opened, and two figures appeared at the door respectively, with machine guns in front of them.

Zong Zhan reminded everyone to take precautions, and then the assault gun pierced through the trees and fired a hail of bullets at the criminal base.

Xiong Ze stared dumbfounded at the figure in the cabin, slapped his thigh and shouted, "Damn it, is it Sister Luo?"

"Now...are all the reporters this awesome?"

Under Xi Luo's offensive blessing, Brother Jackal and the others could only flee in all directions, with no room for counterattack at all.

Xiong Ze rolled forward and came to Zong Zhan's side, reminding him solemnly, "Boss, if Sister Luo continues to attack, the base may be destroyed, and the criminal evidence..."

"Don't worry, she knows how important those things are better than you."

Zong Zhan looked proud and proud, looking up at the woman in the sky.

With flying long hair and a strong figure, he squatted at the door of the cabin like a magic soldier from heaven.

His woman can be beautiful or sassy, ​​gentle or fierce.

...

After another three hours of tug-of-war, the lair of the criminal gang was successfully captured by the action team.

Both the important figure Jackal and the leader were captured.

The gunshots died down, the cabin lowered the ladder vertically, and the two figures slid into the jungle. In less than three minutes, the helicopter disappeared over the base.

However, the criminal boss has never been able to wait for the plane to come to the rescue, let alone which link went wrong.

The afterglow of dusk sprinkled a piece of golden yellow in the jungle.

Zong Zhan stopped where he was, looking at the figure coming from the vast sunlight, and couldn't help but greet him.

"If you have to come to join in the fun, why can't you stay idle?" Zong Zhan suddenly stood in front of Xi Luo, hooked her shoulder and sucked hard on her lips, "Does your hand hurt?"

After nearly two hours of continuous shooting, the recoil of the gun handle is not trivial.

Xi Luo raised her leg and kicked him, "If you bring me along, why should I call the Secret Service for support?"

"Bao'er..." Zong Zhan pulled her swollen palm and gently kneaded it, "If I bring you here, I will be distracted."

Once a man who was once invincible has a weakness, it will become a fatal flaw.

Xi Luo snorted with a half-smile, "Don't try to coax me, you must be afraid that I will hold you back."

"No." Zong Zhan retorted very simply, looked at the woman's fingers distressedly, and sighed softly, "Where you are, it will attract my attention. In that case, I can't concentrate on fighting criminal gangs. "

Xi Luo turned her head to look elsewhere, but the corners of her mouth formed a slight smile, "You're smart."

Zong Zhan likes her occasionally arrogant appearance, like a proud little fox, bright and cunning.

The man leans forward, wants to hug her, wants to kiss her, and then...

"You two, look at me!" Gu Chen stood diagonally behind them with trembling arms, then raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "The wounded request bandages."

The palm of his hand was full of blisters from the gun handle, and it hurt even to move it.

Zong Zhan glanced at Xi Luo's palm again, raised his eyelids to look at Gu Chen, and said sneeringly, "You're really promising, more delicate than a woman?"