C79 (2/2)
Laughing to the wind, ”I know. ”Do you have any other way to stop them from attacking?”
Li Jun lowered his head. ”That's true!”
”Afraid! We can only die faster. Rather than just waiting here to die, we might as well let go. Those who are afraid of death are not my brothers! ”
”Brother Feng!” We are not afraid! We will always be your brothers! ”
Xiao Xiang Feng said harshly, ”Let's go!”
Night. With the former desolation, the stars, the joy of the past, the night wind like a sharp knife. It streaked across everyone's face, but its heart was as hot as fire.
The group of people drove to the villa in the suburbs. This was the place where the arms were hidden. In the underground parking lot, Xiao Xiang Feng and the others stood under the dim light and each lit up a cigarette.
”Open the box!”
”Yes sir!”
”Clang!” One by one, the wooden boxes were opened. Under the dry grass were all kinds of firearms and ammunition.
Smiling at him, Windward stepped forward and picked up a black machine gun. ”Kacha!” A crisp sound rang out. Bullet Hall,
”The one in the middle is that one. Today is the day that the ribbon is destroyed!” Before he finished his sentence, he suddenly remembered the sound of gunfire. Smiling towards the wind, he coldly smiled as he looked at the muzzle of Wandering Smoke's gun.
Ten minutes later. Their equipment was complete.
”Is everything ready?”
”Brother Feng!” Everything is ready, let's go! ”
”That's right, Brother Feng!” Fucking blue ribbon! Turn him into a red belt! ”
Laughing to the wind stood up, raised the machine gun in his hand and shouted, ”Today! Who would share a bath of blood with me! Whoever is my brother! ”
”Who's going to bathe in blood with me today!?” Whoever is my brother! ” A loud and clear slogan echoed in the air. It was quiet for a long time.
Wang Tian, Shangguan Zun, Wang Yang, Li Jun, Zhang Yunlong, Jiao Hongfei, Lin Hong. Xiao Xiangfeng and the others left the garage and headed straight for the Blue Ribbon base camp.
The white moonlight covered the land. The speckled stars were the perfect backdrop for the night. There was an endless stretch of road in the vast wilderness. Occasionally, cars would flash past, reflecting a row of hot-blooded and unyielding young heroes.
A formidable person who could not be defeated was a stranger who was inspired by the sound of the wind. Endless passion makes one feel carefree.