At night, the wind and clouds cover the stars and the moon, and the sky and the earth are dark and lightless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the northern suburbs of Baoshan, the strong wind is howling, the river fog is accompanied by the enchanting swaying of the reeds, and the temperature plummets to the heart.

A lonely figure looked forward to it, facing the cold river breeze and looking at the river, the thin earthy yellow military uniform whirring, and the slender body trembled.

"Little enemy, you must not have an accident, you are stubborn and take risks alone, why?" Ouyang Xinlan's eyes were full of tears, and her old lover's almost paranoid words of care stumbled with flying thoughts.

The cold river breeze soaked her body and mind, Ouyang Xinlan's willow eyebrows wrinkled slightly, her delicate body trembled, and her heart was hot, thinking about Yangguan's strong body and passion like a storm...

"Be obedient, take care of your body and fight again, goblins, can't be fed..."Yang Guan's pun resounded in Ouyang Xinlan's ears, a touch of spring tide appeared on her worried cheeks, and the feeling of thinking about the wonderful cloud shook her body and mind, and heated her blood!

One hour, three hours, late night......

The stirring feelings have been recalled countless times, Ouyang Xinlan is still immersed in it and does not want to wake up, her heart is afraid, afraid of losing the cloud-like touch, and muttering why the little enemy has not come back, come back soon...

Covering up the sadness in the depths of her heart with affection and passion, Ouyang Xinlan was entangled in her heart, not daring to easily think of the accident that happened in Yangguan, only thinking of the fiery and lingering scene, looking forward to Lang Jun's return, and then wandering......

The bond of a hot girl's wife is so hot that it makes people tremble!

At this moment, a figure at the stern of the destroyer moved up, a cold light flashing in its deep eyes, and it searched every corner of the deck to make sure that it was safe and cautious to dive forward in an upright figure.

A few meters away, the double-barreled 127 gun stood proudly on the deck, revealing a majestic and domineering spirit, and a devil sentry nested behind the operation console, complaining: "Baga Ya Road, damn the ghost weather, just in time for the winter in Hokkaido, and still wearing autumn clothes......"

The little devils attacked vigorously, the battle was in full swing, and the change of clothes was forgotten, the temperature of the Huangpu River at night was very low, the wind was howling and cold, and the naval sentries were indeed very difficult.

The devil sentry on the destroyer, two hours shifts, Yangguan calculated the time, and boarded the ship half an hour after the devil's shift, and the little devil at this time was chilled by the river wind.

In the dead of night, the river breeze touched every nerve, and the whole body was cold, and the devil sentinels could hardly resist the cold, and almost collectively avoided the leeward place.

Yangguan's whole body was wet, the water stains slowly drooped, leaving a series of clear water footprints, and the water droplets that slipped off his coat flew in the wind, and the cold touched the pores of his body.

However, a raging fire burned in his heart, and Yang Guan's body was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, falling into the torment of ice and fire, which stimulated the sensitive nerves every second.

"The executioner's accomplice, Lao Tzu will definitely blow you up and turn you into residue and algae and mud!" Yang Guan gritted his teeth, witnessing the terrifying barrel with his own eyes, his heart became more and more resolute, and the weapon of mass destruction that harmed the lives of the people of the country was absolutely not left.

Just by seeing it, I felt frightened, Yangguan even thought of the 127 cannon spitting, the people were torn to pieces, the flesh and blood flew into the air with the shock wave, and the stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere, a bloody scene!

Massacre, Yangguan suddenly saw the bloody slaughter, his eyes gradually filled with hatred, his mind and mind were churning, the destroyer must not stay on the Huangpu River, they should be sent to settle at the bottom of the river.

However, the reality is too cruel, stepping on the behemoth, trembling his heart, but Yang Guan doesn't know what to use to destroy it, like a fish bone stuck in his throat, uncomfortable tears flowing, body and mind split.

The sorrow of backwardness in science and technology is nothing more than this!

Seeing the great powers bullying China, fighting hard but the light of the grains of rice, saving China, having more than enough heart but not enough power, what can I do?

At this moment, Yang Guan stood on the deck of the destroyer, witnessing the executioner's reliance on one of the armors, and the sea of destruction ignited in the sea of hearts, but he couldn't find a way to destroy it and struggled with his heart.

"Whoa..."

Yangguan Jian frowned, his heart was extremely annoyed, but he did not stop stealing, and vigilantly approached the stern sentry, his eyes flashed with cold light, and there was nowhere to vent his anger in his heart, which touched the murderous intent in the depths of his heart.

The devil sentry leaned against the huge cannon barrier with his back to the destroyer, leaning on the deck facing the destroyer's nose seat, his arms around a 38 cover, the butt of the gun leaning on his shoulder, his hands clasped in his armpits, and his neck bent to avoid the cold river wind.

Yangguan continued to reconnoiter ahead, there was no trace of people, gloomy and gloomy, and quickly stepped forward, the ghost sentry was full of excitement, and looked at the ghost figure in a daze, and his mind was demented.

The destroyer was dark at night, except for a bright light on the watchtower at the front end, only two anti-aircraft turret engine rooms were brightly lit, and the whole was dim and gloomy, and occasionally a beam of light from the patrol boat brought a moment of resolution.

The vague figure fell from the sky, exuding a cold murderous aura, and the devil sentry was shocked, his eyes instantly widened, his mouth wide open and panting, his feet trembling and kicking, and he was frightened and squeezed the cannon barrier.

Yang Guan saw a frightened child's face, his sword eyebrows frowned, and the devil sentry almost struggled to stand up, abandoned the gun in a panic with both hands, tried to bend down and shout, his throat suddenly ached, and his whole body trembled to the ground.

The devil sentry died unexpectedly, and the remaining pair of eyes that were lingering in remembrance, Yang Guan could see it clearly, his face did not change the slightest from beginning to end, and he saw too much, and his mind was numb.

There is no distinction between men and women, soldiers have no age, war is a machine that devours human life, who is the culprit?!

Yangguan didn't hesitate, pulled out the dagger in the throat of the devil sentry, carefully searched the fort, eight boxes of shells were placed not far away, one of which revealed a shiny yellow bullet casing, and a wave of joy hit the nerves.

"Rub, it's not enough, and at the same time the explosion won't shake the destroyer, damn it!" Yangguan carefully weighed the power, and the power of the eight boxes of shells was insufficient, and it was useless to blow up a hole.

The deck of the destroyer was too thick, the shells were scattered and not concentrated, and it did not have the conditions to blow up and sink the behemoth.

The three-barreled parallel anti-aircraft gun is erected at the top of the machine room, the barrel is obliquely upward, and Yangguan inadvertently thinks of the 20 sniper.

There was a faint light reflected in the machine room, a little devil lay on a chair and fell asleep, Yang cared for a tremble, careless, the sentry hid here to avoid the wind, if there was a noise, the little devil in the machine room would quickly start sniping.

"Nima, cunning little devil, almost got yin!" After the sun was closed, he was afraid, and the sleeping devil leaned on the backlight, and it was dark under the lamp. (To be continued.) )