Not far away, there were more than 20 soldiers in camouflage uniforms standing casually. There was even a guy standing on the roof of a desert transport truck, twisting his unsightly butt crazily, and there was a faint sound of music coming from him.
.At this time, a slightly fat guy walked over with a pack of cigarettes in his hand and one in his mouth, shaking his body.
"Brother! My name is Yang Hao! You should be our captain. Come on! Let's smoke a cigarette first. I'll ask you to take care of me these days." After saying that, he threw the cigarette in his hand to Ye Tianming.
Ye Tianming didn't answer, and fell to the ground with a thud. "Fuck! Don't give face to my brother." After saying a few steps, he rushed to Ye Tianming, put hard force on his feet, and rose into the air. He was in the air, raised his right leg and fiercely
Knocked on Ye Tianming's shoulder.
"The movements are a bit fancy, but the strength is okay." Ye Tianming said coldly. Without moving his body, he quickly stretched out his left hand and grabbed his ankle. He raised his leg and kicked him in the abdomen, and at the same time let go of his hand.
!Yang Hao's body flew out in a spin, and hit the ground with a thud.
The two dozen soldiers looked at this scene with their mouths wide open in disbelief. They were very clear about Yang Hao's hand. It was them who fought together and fought hard to get injured before they could knock Yang Hao down. But the people in front of them were not much bigger than them.
The colonel could have kicked Yang Hao so far with just one kick. This was terrifying.
Ye Tianming looked at the guy who was still twisting his butt on the roof of the car, picked up the gun in the hand of a team member, and pulled the trigger on him.
Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta!!!!
Bump! Bump! Bump!!!!!
There was a burst of sparks on the roof of the car. "Oh my God!" There was an exclamation and plop! The guy who was still twisting his butt excitedly came into close contact with our mother earth. He hugged his head tightly and lay there with all his body prostrated.
Don't dare to move.
The gunfire continued, and the bullets landed at the feet of the two dozen soldiers, who were so frightened that they turned and hid behind the car.
Qiu Yuwu looked at Ye Tianming's madness, and his face twitched. It was the latest desert transport vehicle that had just been equipped. The cost was terrifyingly high. If it was damaged, it would be all money.
Just when Qiu Yuwu was feeling distressed, the gun in Ye Tianming's hand clicked, and the bullets were finally fired. Qiu Yuwu breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Tianming threw the gun to the team member and looked back at Qiu Yuwu: "Are these the people you mentioned? Or are they the elites you carefully selected?"
"Haha! Ye Tianming, the number of people is indeed a bit more than I said. But they are really elites." Qiu Yuwu said with a smile.
Ye Tianming took the gun in the hand of another team member and shouted angrily: "You all get out of here, and you two, don't pretend to be dead."
Suddenly something ridiculous appeared in front of everyone. A white cloth was raised over the roof of the car with one hand and waved left and right: "Captain, stop shooting, we surrender. From now on, you will be our boss, and we will do whatever you say."
"
Qiu Yuwu's face turned dark when he saw such a scene. Raising his hands to surrender is a shame for any soldier. Regardless of whether he is facing an instructor or an enemy, this is unforgivable. But Qiu Yuwu had nothing to do with them. Because they
They are all true young soldiers who are the sons of high-ranking cadres. Their parents and ancestors have a life-long friendship with him, Qiu Yuwu.
When their elders thrust these young masters into his hands, he patted his chest and promised that he would teach them well. Seeing the joyful expressions on his old friends' faces when they left, he felt like he had been cheated.