Sigh deeply.
"Team Lin, the Soviet-Russian war zone is ahead!"
Eleven hours later, as the sky entered late night again, Lin An calmly jumped out of the fighter plane with Mo Ling in his arms. Zhang Tie, who was still holding a bottle of beer behind him, drank it in one gulp and looked at the darkness at his feet with emotion.
Blue frozen soil layer.
This is the junction of Outer Mongolia and Soviet Russia, and the weather is not that cold yet.
As far as the eye can see, there is a flat wilderness.
After waving his hand, Lin An signaled Yuntian to return directly and looked into the distance with flashing eyes.
The air is filled with the faint smell of earth and mud.
As soon as he crossed the boundary line of the war zone, a system prompt automatically sounded:
"Hey, we have entered the Soviet-Russian war zone."
"The current danger level in the war zone: High!"
"Warning: This war zone has entered a state of destruction warning. You can accept relevant war zone tasks in any safe zone."
Chapter completed!