Zhao Hai ran on the streets of Jiangbei.

Zhao Hai, who belongs to the top-secret special forces Viper Squadron of the Central Theater, is already on the 163rd field mission.

Compared with the previous missions of sometimes sniping, sometimes secretly crossing the border, and sometimes capturing fugitives, this time he was seconded by the Southeast Theater, and then infiltrated in his own country’s cities, and then as a latent virus, which was very simple for Zhao Hai.

In fact, on the car coming to Jiangbei, Zhao Hai had already thought of his disguised identity – a small odd worker in front of the TV station. However, just when Zhao Hai took the sign he had made and sat on the TV station with other small odd jobs, before sitting in the evening, the police came.

Although which criminal policemen who received orders from the Red Army headquarters wore civilian clothes, ordinary citizens could not see that the unique temperament of these policemen in the eyes of senior special soldier Zhao Hai could not be completely covered up.

Zhao Hai threw the sign and ran away.

It is not simple to arrest a special soldier in a prosperous city, and several policemen’s legs are running and folding, and they are still calmly disappeared into the crowd by Zhao Hai.

The tired, half-dead policemen only scolded their mothers.

Zhao Hai smelled something unusual.

Not only the police who suddenly appeared, but also… Right now!

“Poof-”

A slight gunshot rang out.

If it weren’t for Zhao Hai’s subconscious realization of something, he flashed into an alley next to him, only to be afraid that at this time, his body had smoked and became the first revenant under the gun of the Red Army.

Under the dim street lamp, Zhao Hai walked through the street in a panic, and several fast chasing steps behind him formed a voice in unison.

Zhao Hai turned his head and glanced behind him.

Camouflage training uniforms, tall military boots, tactical vests, a badge symbolizing the red army’s epaulettes and a standard mirror crosshair on the chest and the image of a red soldier…

Red blood cell sniper group.

This is the elite elite of the Wolf Tooth Special Operations Brigade!

Zhao Hai gritted his teeth.

The Red Army is trying to push itself into a corner…

Crossing an alley, Zhao Hai continued to run a Z-shaped route to avoid possible bullets from red blood cells.

Passing by an Infiniti.

Zhao Hai saw a man and a woman in the car looking at him curiously, and then… The co-pilot’s door is open!

“Groove!” Zhao Hai’s national scolding just exited.

Only listening to the sound of “bang-“, he couldn’t contain his figure and directly hit the co-pilot’s open door, and then was pressed to the ground by the red blood cells that followed him.

Zhao Hai’s collision was not light, and after being helped up by several red blood cells, he looked at Chen Tao and opened his mouth to say something but didn’t say it.

It stands to reason that people are doing it right.

It is the duty of citizens to assist the PLA in capturing the enemy.

Blame only for their own mission limitations, can’t wear military uniforms…

A major led by red blood cells walked next to Infiniti and saluted Chen Tao very standardly, probably thinking that Chen Tao was just an ordinary person, so he did not salute with a gun.

“Hello, comrade, thank you for helping us.”

Chen Tao got out of the car, and Lizheng saluted the major: “They are all soldiers, and it is normal to help each other.”

The major didn’t think much about it, probably thinking that Chen Tao was a professional veteran, nodded to Chen Tao, and left with his own subordinates who pressed Zhao Hai, who looked unlucky.

Poor Zhao Hai didn’t know at this time that he was knocked down by an infiltration latent special soldier who also belonged to the Blue Army…

I really wonder if Zhao Hai would scold three times if he knew: “Pig teammate”, or directly run to the wolf den of the wolf warrior in the name of the Viper Squadron to ask for guilt.

Whatever one may say, he was captured by the Red Army anyway.

On the way to escort, the red blood cells were very relaxed, and there were no actions such as handcuffing Zhao Hai or tying up, but just two people holding Zhao Hai, after all, this is a drill.

After walking for a while, the sniper who was responsible for carrying out the sniper just now returned to the team, looked Zhao Hai up and down for a while, and nodded: “The reaction is good, but the luck is a little bad.”

Zhao Hai looked at the Type 26 held by the sniper, smiled bitterly, and said: “I have dodged the open guns and hidden arrows, but I have not escaped the people’s fist enthusiasm, it is really …


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