Nine hundred and forty seventh chapter Situ accident
Early the next morning.∵●↗
Ga.
The door opened and He Zhenzhong walked out. He was refreshed and the fatigue of the past few days was gone. The aura he exuded inadvertently made the Hmong people who happened to pass by secretly tremble with fear and did not dare to do so.
Take another look at He Zhenzhong.
Deng Deng Deng.
Tang Xinyi appeared, standing behind He Zhenzhong, with a rosy face and a gentle look in her eyes. She was not cold at all. She looked strong, like an obedient little daughter-in-law. She reached out and put a coat on He Zhenzhong.
He Zhenzhong turned around and looked at her with a smile, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Catching He Zhenzhong's gaze, a shy blush appeared on Tang Xinyi's face again. Thinking of last night's craziness, this guy was so powerful. After endless tossing, she had to beg for mercy in the end. Her beautiful eyes turned,
She glared at He Zhenzhong and whispered: "Fortunately, it's okay. You are a busy person now, so go back early."
"Yeah." He Zhenzhong nodded.
Ga.
At this time, the door of another room also opened, and Ye Cunxin appeared. However, when she looked at He Zhenzhong, her eyes averted again. It seemed that what happened yesterday made this stubborn little girl still unable to let go.
"Walk."
He Zhenzhong took Tang Xinyi and Ye Cunxin out of the small courtyard and immediately saw the old guy waiting there.
"General, did you have a good rest last night?" The guy stared at He Zhenzhong with a smile, but his eyes were glanced at Tang Xinyi.
This old guy, if he hadn't arranged two maids for him without permission, he wouldn't have caused such trouble with Ye Cunxin. He Zhenzhong couldn't help but rolled his eyes and hummed: "Not bad, I'll go back to the military area first
, you should pay more attention to things here, you know, there are quite a few ethnic minority forces here."
Hearing this, the old guy's face became serious and he nodded, "Don't worry, general. Of course, the other guys are all in disarray and have no courage. Maybe the general will be disappointed."
He Zhenzhong didn't say anything, just nodded. It was true. Otherwise, when the United States attacked Vietnam, this Hmong wouldn't have been the only one who dared to send troops to help. He looked at the old guy and said, "I will trouble you to take care of my brother for the time being.
If there is anything important, he can go to me immediately."
"yes."
After taking two steps, He Zhenzhong stopped again, turned around, and said: "There are more ammunitions seized this time. You can arrange a group of people to receive them, so that they can be used to protect the clan members."
Hearing this, the clan elder's face immediately showed a look of ecstasy. Political power came from a pole. Naturally, nothing is more precious than weapons and ammunition, especially now that Vietnam is in chaos due to the war.
"Thank you, General."
He Zhenzhong nodded and looked at him deeply, "I'll give you the opportunity, seize it yourself."
"Yes." The clan elder condensed in his heart and nodded hurriedly, "I'll send the general out."
"Um."
When the group left the town, they saw a helicopter parked there.
"Go back and get busy, hurry up." After He Zhenzhong said that, he took Tang Xinyi and Ye Cunxin to the helicopter.
Boom boom boom.
Huge air surged, and the helicopter slowly took off, changed direction, and left quickly.
The Hmong clan elder was still standing there with a look of regret on his face. He had seen many outstanding young people, but none of them could compare to this famous God of Death.
He was very lucky that he was able to strengthen his determination yesterday. Otherwise, he would have missed the opportunity, and the Hmong people would not know how long they would have to wait before they have a chance to rise.
call.
He took a deep breath, turned around, his face became serious, and he exuded a long-standing aura, and said in a deep voice: "Immediately issue a summons order and ask the leaders of each tribe to arrive at the ancestral temple within three days. I have
Big announcement."
"yes."
Many years later, when the old man was about to pass away, his last words to his descendants were still that the decision he made at that time was the most correct decision he had ever made in his life, and it changed the fate of the entire Hmong people.
On the other side, taking a helicopter, He Zhenzhong and the other two people also quickly rushed back to Lao Cai City, which has now become the temporary base of the border theater headquarters. After Hanoi, the capital of Vietnam, is captured, they will be transferred there to sit there and serve as a deterrent.
The entire Southeast Asia region.
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A few hours later, the helicopter landed steadily on the tarmac.
Wow.
He Zhenzhong walked down, followed by Tang Xinyi and Ye Cunxin, who had restored their top-notch special forces demeanor. However, as soon as he got off the plane, his brows wrinkled slightly. The hermit was standing there with an ugly face, and his eyes even flickered uncontrollably.
Cold murderous intention.
Something big happened.
He Zhen's heart condensed and he walked over quickly.
"grim Reaper."
"What happened?" He Zhenzhong's tone also became cold. Now, there are not many things that can make the hermit show such an attitude. Even if the US-Japanese coalition forces launched an attack, he could not control his murderous intention so much.
........ ........ ........
The hermit clenched his fist and his knuckles cracked suddenly, "It's Situ."
Situ? He Zhenzhong frowned. He had not forgotten that before coming to the border, Situ Lingfeng was ordered by him to investigate the leak of the Thunder Phantom fighter jet. The relationship between China and Russia is now so tense that they even appeared at the border.
The root cause of the large-scale confrontation is the Thunder Ghost fighter jet.
Moreover, Situ was the oldest brother who followed him. He has been through ups and downs all the way until today, and he can be called his right-hand man. But now, unexpectedly, someone has touched Situ. It's good. They are fighting bloody battles outside, and they are fighting in all directions, and there are still people at home.
If someone is holding back, that's good.
Click.
He Zhenzhong's fists were clenched all of a sudden, and a heart-stopping coldness emanated from his body. Even the hermit, Tang Xinyi and Ye Cunxin could not bear it. They were secretly frightened. The furious Death God was too powerful.
Terrible.
"Anyone who touches my brother will be killed without mercy." He Zhenzhong murmured, word by word squeezed out from between his teeth.
Tang Xinyi knew that there might be another bloody storm in the country, involving the Thunder Ghost fighter plane and Situ Lingfeng. I am afraid that no matter how powerful some people are, they would not be able to resist He Zhenzhong going on a killing spree. You know, He Zhenzhong now has