The wind in the cliff blew and whimpered, and Ye Jian, who was crawling all over his body, did not hear the voices in the carriage, and moved little by little. Everyone was the only one with lightning lights on the left and right sides of her figure. Every crawling brought a hint of tremolo from the carriage, which made everyone standing tense up.

"Climb slowly, spread the key points, and be sure to stabilize." Zangbing reminded occasionally that he was naturally afraid that the carriage would be unbalanced, and that at that time, he would fall from the cliffs all living people together.

Ye Jian nodded lightly, took a deep breath and moved towards the edge of the carriage bit by bit.

The axles of the carriage made a "creaking" sound. Even if the sound was extremely light, it was particularly clear when it fell into your ears. He even had to panic for several beats when listening to such a sound.

"I dare not look." Liu Yuan, who raised her hand and half-covered, said in a trembling voice, then turned her back to the car, covering her ears, afraid of hearing bad sounds.

Wei Jiayue stood for a while, and when she saw the female soldier who was many times stronger than them, she brought the female soldier who was worried about whom all the male soldiers present to the edge of the carriage, she pursed her lips and turned silently.

"It has moved to the edge, and half of its head is poked out of the carriage." She said lightly, and heard Liu Yuan gasp hard, shocked by the courage of the female soldier.

This is the first time they have seen such female soldiers who are not afraid of sacrifice.

The cold stars in the sky are dotted with the north wind blowing along the road, blowing from the mountains that have stood for many years, like millions of soldiers passing by, blowing into the hearts of those walking.

Marching on the snowy night on the plateau is a common thing for the members of the Snowland Brigade. Every year they have snow and moon marching training. They set off on the first day to dawn the next day, and they only take a short rest and set off again.

This time, the patrol plane sent them to Kuda Bing Station. When the Bing Station learned that they were also rescued, they immediately transferred another truck to come up. After waiting for three hours, they finally jumped into the truck and didn't need the bus station. Xia Jinyuan drove directly to Mazadaban.

"Only we, King Q, dare to drive out at this speed, and only we dare to sit!" Han Zheng, who was bumping to the point of being sitting on a spring, shaking his head and talking, maintaining an inexplicable smile throughout the whole process and communicating with his comrades.

G3 glanced at him several times, and every time he wanted to ask him what he wanted to laugh at, he looked so proud, but whenever he looked at the Z7 picture, he was waiting for you to ask, and he endured it patiently.

The inexplicable smile on Z7's face was just because King Q knew the name of the specific list of the art troupe. So, the reason for the smile he owed was this list.

Could it be that the female soldier he likes in the art troupe? So he laughed all the way?

There is a possibility!

In this way, G3 simply stopped asking. He was the only one who confirmed the relationship in the car. The girlfriend who planned to get married next year was the rest of the people. King Q did not choose the one who got married, and he would not choose the comrades with a partner who came over. He originally didn't choose the one who was not bad at driving, but he chose it because he was not bad at driving.

Han Zheng was just holding his smile and hummed a song. The more he watched, the more he felt like he was going to meet his beloved girl.
Chapter completed!