Permissions forbid ABO

The sun shines on the feet of the two of them through the incomplete broken wall, Feng Bei took his lips in his mouth and tortured him very gently, just to the point of making people's hearts ache, and as expected, he was turned upside down." "Easily" arrived on the ruined wall.

According to common sense, Fengbei is definitely not a person who can move with a light touch, but Tang Congyun was dazed by the messy claws at this time, so he just smashed the kiss down on his head and face.

In this evening, no one would care about the two people in this small world. After a short pause, their breath sprayed on each other's faces, and the smoke of candy gunpowder was intertwined, but they were always trapped around them, with a strong nasal voice The low smile slipped into Tang Congyun's ears, which made his whole body numb, but he heard the man laughing at his youthful vigor again, and the roots of his ears were about to bleed red.

"Go up, it's hard to smell like grass."

"..."

Although Tang Congyun didn't make a sound, his actions have already proved everything-this stunned young man probably has never seen a man before, and he was so anxious that he dragged him all the way, flew back to the dormitory building, opened and closed the door, and then separated himself and Feng. Bei fell onto the bed together in one go.

The sky outside the window is slightly dark, and when the twilight has rendered half of the clouds, the real firework festival begins with the mixed snow. The gorgeous light spots fly into the sky with their tails, reach the top and explode, and then end in the air with unsatisfactory meaning. It's the second flower, the third flower... exploded in turn.

The warmth in the house is continuous, and the pheromones are raging with each other, and the competition is evenly matched, as if a bit of warm spring is rippling in the cold winter, and what is in it is the new shoots of the spring breeze.

ten o'clock

There was a slight knocking sound of metal buckles, Feng Bei looked at the scattered clothes on the floor and took a new one, coughed twice in the choking smell of the room, carefully looked back to see if the person on the bed was disturbed, Moonlight It just happened to pass through the window vaguely, shining on Tang Congyun's face, it is rare for a person who is usually as noisy as a sparrow to be so quiet.

Under the urging of some emotion, he lowered his head and closed his eyes to leave a flat and gentle kiss on the forehead, as if he wanted to put all the affection in this life in the kiss on the forehead, and Tang Congyun just because of this The sudden touch frowned, but there was still no sign of waking up.

I don't know who sighed, opened the door and left, and then closed the door, a light slipped in through the crack of the door, and the room returned to silence, as if no one had come or left, just waiting inside When people wake up again, the outside world will be turned upside down.

At eleven o'clock that night, there was a knock on the door of Quesan's office.

"General, the western border is under attack at night! The minister told us to step up our precautions in the other three borders." The little soldier who had been guarding the communication ran to report to Que San, Que San couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, he had already been knocked off this afternoon The alarm bell has passed, and it is not so unexpected now. He picked up the water on the table and drank it, nodded to the soldier and gave an order:

"Wake up all the soldiers and put them in readiness in case of a surprise attack."

"Yes!"

After finishing speaking, the little soldier went out, Que San stood up from his seat, and just about to call someone, that person had already brought his subordinates to the door to "report".

"An accident happened in the western region?" Fengbei said, he leaned against the door frame with his chest folded, and Cai Chen stood beside him.

"Almost, are you going to leave?" Que San didn't know much about their itinerary, and he didn't tell him the plan until he met Fengbei and the two for the first time at ten o'clock tonight.

"Well, it's ready, and you don't have to miss us, after all, we will meet again soon, on the battlefield." As he spoke, Fengbei's eyes were slightly smiling, as if they were not going there this time. In the face of blood and rain, I went to travel to take pictures of the scenery along the way.

The last bit of farewell that was brewing was blown away by this person's words, and Que San simply drove them away silently, watching them and the "barbarians" who had just seized the guard's garrison a few days ago go away.

Even in this darkness, the fighter plane still had a layer of cold iron light. Cai Chen sat in the driver's seat on his own, and Feng Bei followed him and sat beside him. It is also convenient for people to use at night, and there is a faint blue light on the operation buttons. Fengbei turned his head to look at Cai Chen after such a faint light, and suddenly laughed and said, "Are you okay?"

"Is it alright?"

Fengbei took a deep breath, and the smile on his face was even wider, he was vaguely handsome under the dim light, and he said, "I'm asking you if a blind man can still fight."

"Can you?" Cai Chen was not offended by his words, but instead smiled lightly, looking at Shang Feng Bei and throwing the question back.

"Yes, where can't."

"Then I can do it too."

All the words that were not finished in time disappeared in the colliding eyes, and the meaning of them was clear to each other.

"All listen to the order and set off."

With an order, the rows of fighter planes rotated the leaves on the top of the aircraft under the huge noise until they turned themselves off the ground, all the way to the west, looking from a distance like a row of immortal meteors across the dark night sky.

Western territory

The bombardment raged, to be precise, it should be the garrison of the guards. The living soldiers never thought that one day they would face their comrades with swords. Overnight, I don’t know what happened. The last second was normal. The comrade-in-arms seemed to be under control, and raised the gun to the brother in the same dormitory.

Just when the guards were still surrounded and wanted to subdue those "crazy" comrades-in-arms, the sentinel rang the alarm-the people from country B came

Civil strife and war are on the verge of breaking out, which is more lively than the previous chaos in the southern border, and the rational guards were attacked by the enemy. The general in the station ran up to the command tower that survived because of the tower order, and urgently sent a message to the Central Military Headquarters. At the same time, the conveyor belt was unilaterally cut off to prevent the other three realms from being blasted internally.

"How many people do we have left?" He asked the little soldier who followed him.

"General, your order has been issued. The number of people alive... the number of people alive is only half of the original number. Except for a small team that continues to sweep the tail of the civil strife, all of them have gone to the front line to fight against country B."

A "half" hit the general's head with a loud bang, and he felt dizzy, overwhelming sadness as if he was about to faint in the next second, so he managed to calm down, opened the map of the front line, and commanded the remaining half of the army fighting.

The unknown little soldier stood behind him, listening to his orders, staring at the communication interface on one side at any time, and receiving orders from the military department at any time.

During the few seconds when he was observing the battle on the front line, shells fell from the sky and instantly blew up a mechanical vehicle of the guards who had no time to dodge into fly ash. Many of the soldiers below were buried under the smoke of gunpowder if they were unable to escape in time.

"Retreat, everyone guards the line of defense and don't rush in!"

The general of the guard army roared straight up, and secondly, he was confused by the bloody storm. He didn't notice the things outside him, and of course he didn't notice the footsteps approaching behind him. The knife was already on his neck.

"Don't make a sound, you will be in a mess outside the army when you are born." The speaker's voice changed, obviously not like the submissive subordinate just now.

I was already worried that the guard general on the front line would lose his mind. It seemed that he had never thought that such a thing would happen. After weighing the pros and cons, he prepared to wait for the opportunity. He temporarily lowered his voice and turned his back to that person and asked, "What do you want to do?"

It was nothing at all when the volume was transmitted to the noisy environment on the front line, but the man seemed to be cautious, noticing the microphone still hanging on his ear, he pulled it off and put it aside before continuing to make his request.

"Open the conveyor belt." The man said.

"What if I say no?" Countless possibilities flashed through his mind, and he randomly picked a sentence from his stomach to delay time.

"You don't have the right to refuse...I know what you're thinking, you're thinking of a chance to kill me," at this moment, the man's voice became even more strange, with an inexplicably shrill high, as if the next It will be torn apart in seconds, and it makes people's scalp tingle unconsciously, "You are too overestimating yourself, general, in fact, it won't make much difference if you don't open the conveyor belt. After all, at the speed of the front line, the invasion of country B will only take a while." matter."

"Then I won't open it," he said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looking very disdainful, "I want to see what skills you have in country B, the eyeliner has been inserted, no wonder the internal disturbances in the morning are so 'orderly' ’, it turned out to be premeditated.”

"You don't need to know how many abilities you have." Speaking of this, the man's hands visibly trembled. If you saw his expression, you would definitely see his painful face at this moment, as if he was struggling with something.Then, the colorful scenery on his face suddenly disappeared, and what became firm was his hand holding the handle of the knife.

Bleeding.

The person sitting in the command position fell down like a stone sculpture, and fell headfirst on the floor tiles beside him, while the soldier standing behind looked at the blood on his hands and the tip of the knife in disbelief, his eyes turned red, but it was too late A drop of tear fell, as if he was being manipulated, he walked towards the commanding position with tears on his eyes.

Pushing away the gradually freezing corpse, he picked up the blood-stained headset with trembling hands, put it on his ear, opened his mouth, and when he made another sound, the voice had already become the voice of their general. He said:

"There are loopholes in the east, find the right time to attack."

After speaking, the tears fell down his face completely uncontrollably, and the crazy expression climbed up his face again. He opened his mouth again, and wanted to say something, but his hands involuntarily grabbed his neck, and a single voice could not be heard. Can't send it out, but can only whimper "Gulu Gulu".