(Super Eight is so beautiful, Brian at the end was really tearful)
Seeing Mu Fan gently wave his hand at him and put a finger to his mouth to signal to keep quiet, Theresa stopped and looked at Mu Fan in confusion.
Then he saw Mu Fan take off the button on his chest and put the "button" into his left ear while he watched.
"Um."
…
"good."
…
"I see."
Then take off the button and pin it on your chest again.
Mu Fan met Theresa's slightly dazed eyes and smiled, "Captain, the person to pick me up is here. Maybe I have to say goodbye to you."
"What's the meaning!"
"You see, this is a communicator. I came here to perform a mission, which lasts for one month. Now that the mission time has arrived, it is natural for me to return."
Mu Fan did not explain more, these contents were enough to explain Mu Fan's origin.
"No wonder, you don't look like a private soldier no matter how you look at it. Your skills are so good, and where did all that information come from... Now I understand!"
Teresa suddenly realized.
The other party figured out the details on his own, which saved Mu Fan a lot of explanation time.
"In that case, I'm leaving, Captain." Mu Fan stood up and patted the dirt on his pants.
"Why don't you say goodbye to everyone?"
"No, just wait patiently for the next few days to be contacted by the division headquarters. We will see you again when we have the opportunity in the future."
A group of comrades-in-arms who meet by chance but have the same minds. I am just a passer-by, and there is no need to be separated by life and death.
"Then where are you going?"
"Go to the appointed place and take care!"
After waving his hand, Mu Fan jumped up with his empty military bag and jumped directly from the slope of the entrance of the cave.
When Teresa stood up and looked over, she could only see a silhouette of a person quickly moving through the rocks, and soon disappeared.
"You bastard, you saved my life and left just like that! ... Take care, I will definitely invite your most beautiful girl when I go to Liuyun Star in the future."
After laughing and scolding, she muttered to herself. Theresa looked at the direction where Mu Mufan disappeared for a long time.
Finally, a soldier came from behind and asked, "Major, the brothers are waiting for you."
"By the way, where is Mu Fan?"
"That boy has gone to where he belongs. Come on, come and listen to what I have to say..."
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Mu Fan walked quickly through the hillside, and the violent sound of wind passed by his ears. Theresa did not know that their voices actually fell in Mu Fan's ears.
Hearing the tone of those comrades who were always optimistic about everything, the corners of Mu Fan's mouth also curled up quietly.
Although my ability is limited, I can change the fate of the people around me as much as possible. This feels very good.
The person who just spoke to him was Falcon.
From the beginning, he knew that the button on his chest was a communicator and a positioning tool. However, the lack of satellites made the locator inaccurate and could only mark an approximate area with a diameter of five kilometers.
During the call just now, Falcon designated a place for him, a clearing at the foot of the southwest side of the Fire Hills, where there was a dry lake.
They will arrive there around 12 noon.
Then the last sentence came out from the communicator - "Boy, good job."
Mu Fan calculated that it would take about two hours to run there.
It's just that this is a sensitive battlefield area, and the thick strong electromagnetic turbulence above the head still exists. It is unlikely that the members of the Feilong will come down in the spacecraft, so how can they get here?
And how will the 149th Division deal with the group of headless flies?
While Mu Fan was thinking, under the gray sky, a convoy was driving on the uneven road with a cloud of smoke and dust.
One extra-large heavy-duty truck and two wheeled armored off-road vehicles.
The window was wide open, dynamic music was constantly playing inside, and an arm was placed on the driver's glass of the heavy truck, revealing a vicissitudes of life but charming middle-aged face.
Wearing a pair of sunglasses, holding a huge cigar in his mouth, and controlling the steering wheel with one hand, Falcon was laughing heartily.
Next to him is the mature and beautiful "Tyrannosaurus" wearing a tight-fitting combat uniform that highlights his body even more.
Looking at the desolate and rolling hills in the distance, feeling the constant vibrations from the rugged ground, the falcon blew out a series of smoke rings, but they were dissipated by the strong wind as soon as they left its mouth.
"Hahaha, it's really enjoyable. Look at this empty ground and the smell of war in the air. This is the life I want."
There was also a knowing laughter coming from the two off-road vehicles speeding side by side.
The gentle-looking Light Wave was driving one, and the nonexistent Wing was also driving one.
As for their passenger seats, there were swamps wiping weapons and expressionless faces...
wizard.
"Wizard, our wise man, please show a smile. It's rare to relax on the ground and still be so serious!"
Guangbo glanced at the Falcon helplessly, then glanced at the wizard beside him, and whispered into the intercom: "Boss, the wizard is carsick."
"Hahahaha, I'm motion sick. I'm laughing so hard."
Although he didn't look good, the wizard's pale skin was getting paler at the moment, but when combined with the bloody tooth mask, it looked doubly weird.
Hearing Guangbo's words, the wizard, who was silently holding the window open to brew his emotions, glanced at the Falcon who was laughing heartlessly over there, stretched out a hand and flicked it gently.
A stone on the ground that had just collapsed under the tire suddenly floated up strangely, and then shot toward the driver's window of the heavy truck like an arrow from a string.
Falcon, who had just finished taking a puff and stretched his arms, felt that the space between his two fingers was empty, and then he saw that only the small section of his cigar left between his two fingers was left.
"Bah, my best silver cigar, I just took three puffs."
Hearing the angry voice of his boss, the convoy burst into laughter again, and even a muffled laugh came from the giant car behind the heavy truck.
They are in a very good mood!
Because this time they are welcoming their new members.
Team S is finally getting new blood.
"Boss, the agreed place is ahead."
"Speaking of which, this journey has been really smooth. By the way, why did the commander of the 149th Division suddenly hang up? He was having a good conversation on the phone two days ago. This place is really not peaceful." Falcon saw the dry lake in front of him and was about to stop the car.
.
"It seems that a high-level battle broke out in this area. Mu Fan was able to survive here, and his performance is really good."
Guangbo replied that he was also going to slow down and stop.
However, at this time, the on-board optical computer suddenly issued a beeping reminder.
"What's wrong with Light Wave?"
"Signs of activity were found around us, and the target seems to be us."
"Boy Mu Fan?" Falcon poked his head out and took a look, but didn't see any movement. As for the other side of the mountain, he couldn't see it.
"No, it's a mechanical target."
After the words fell, a cloud of dust rose on the other side, and more than a dozen rumbling military armored vehicles drove over, and even eight military mechas.
This group of mechanical troops was heading towards him and others with a clear target, and the rumbling sound was getting closer and closer.
"Sixth generation model, Titan Arm mecha. This is a federal mecha. It seems like our friendly forces are coming?"
Falcon said with a smile, then swung the heavy truck to a stop, opened the door and jumped out.
"Yes, we arrived without prior notice. Come on, guys, say hello to our group of friendly troops."
So the other two off-road vehicles also stopped, and several people with weird and mercenary looks all got off and stood in a row.
Then he watched the group of mechanical troops stop in front of him with astonishing momentum.