"Hold me hard!"

Zhang Lu also yelled.

He has discovered the drone approaching, and once the other party discovers, his previous efforts will be in vain.

Even the exercise ends here!

Go forward at full speed!

The tank was galloping, swinging out, and inserted into the dense snow forest beside it.

Doyle's face changed and he shouted anxiously: "It's going to hit a tree..."

Can he not be in a hurry?

If a tank running at full speed hits a big tree, it will definitely be possible for the tank to overturn.

I am afraid that I will knock down a big tree. Such a strange noise will make it impossible not to be discovered by a drone.

Doyle's mind was extremely tense, and he couldn't help but feel that this time it was over.

He was ready to run wildly with the captain and be chased by the army.

Zhang Lu swung the tank, and four violent impact sounds came from the tank, and then the tank flew into a ditch.

Above his head, the drone patrolled by, but found nothing.

After the drone left, Zhang Lu stood up from the seat.

Even though his muscles and bones turn into dragons, his back and forth were also sore. It seems that he really can't come so often.

Zhang Lu walked out of the driver's seat and saw the four corpses vomiting. The things on the stomach were covered in their bodies, and there was a pungent smell in the car.

Even the tank soldiers were almost fainted at this moment.

People as strong as Doyle were desperately afraid of hitting themselves, and even stabbed bi       shou into his arm, blood flowing.

Doyle came to his senses, looked at Zhang Lu suddenly, and said in a trembling voice: "Captain, do you want to die?"

If it crashes into a big tree and the tank overturns, it will even cause bao      zha.

Zhang Lu smiled indifferently. He was already a dragon with bones turning into bones, and suddenly he was like a rooster shaking his feathers. With a sudden trembling, the joints of his body crackled.

This is the sixth type of fighting technique taught by Chen Long, and it really works.

Next, they have even more serious challenges.

Therefore, Zhang Lu followed him forward and used special techniques to move his muscles and bones for Doyle.

After a few clicks.

Doyle felt that his muscles seemed to have loosened, which was very magical, and the soreness disappeared.

Doyle keenly realized that if he learned this technique, he could use this to relieve his comrades' fatigue when he was marching on the battlefield.

He looked at Zhang Lu with a burning look, trying to steal the technique.

Zhang Lu said seriously: "It's ready. This time, I'm going to track the real plane!"

airplane?

Doyle's face changed and he was stunned. Even the drone couldn't catch up with him. How could he track the real plane!

But when he saw Zhang Lu return to the driver's seat, Doyle understood that this was no longer a joke.

His captain was crazy than anyone else on the battlefield.

Just like in the Amazon rainforest, in the Beiyuan New District of Hunter School, in the capital of bD...

Doyle acted immediately and secured himself again with the rope.

If you were trying your best just now, then you are trying your best now, dancing on the wire of the cliff!

Doyle did all this and looked at Zhang Lu, only to see the other party sitting there as steady as Mount Tai.

The face is so firm and determined!

Doyle said intimidatingly that he always felt that it was just an exercise, and it was not worth it if he risked death.

But the captain is right, exercises are wars, and there is no exercise in the eyes of soldiers!

Doyle silently stabs bi     shou into the side wall of the tank.

Boom.

Tanks come out of the ditch.

With an instant shock, the four corpses woke up.

"This is our tank. What do you want to do? If you continue like this, you will destroy this tank." The driver no longer cared about being stuffed into his mouth with smelly socks. For him, the tank was his lifeblood.

"Stop, I won't allow you to destroy our tanks." The captain said angrily.

"You're desperate, don't hold us on the back!" The gunner was afraid of Zhang Lu's madness.

Doyle suddenly yelled and said, "Shut up! We represent the image of the soldiers of the country e!"

The four of them were stunned and silent.

They understood what Doyle meant and silently found a place to fix themselves.

Zhang Lu asked in a low voice: "You can go out, just follow the exercise rules!"

After looking at each other, the four of them gritted their teeth tightly, and then a low voice broke through the teeth.

"We are soldiers of e-country, and we will not lose to soldiers of any country in the world."

"Yes, we won't lose. Even if you are a powerful special forces king, don't want us to admit defeat."

"Come on, drive the tank!"

Zhang Lu smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth and said, "I ambitious!"

Then he solemnly reminded Doyle: "No matter what method you use, don't faint. I need to know the problem."

"Remember, the captain you are looking for is on the plane above your head!"

Doyle opened his mouth, Alexander and others were on the plane above his head?

My eyes turned red immediately. Is the captain from Yan Country so hard, really just to save people?

Why was he willing to be killed for Alexander's and others?

"Is this a chance to not give up any chance to rescue teammates?" Doyle kept asking himself in his heart.

At this moment, Zhang Lu entered the state of killing in the earth.

Suddenly, his pupils turned red, with noble Xuanhuang in the red, and a violent aura surged.

It seems that sitting there, like a tiger entrenching!

Zhang Lu's face could not be seen, but Doyle and the others could feel the violent aura, staring at Zhang Lu's back one by one.

The tank slowly climbed the hill, and after entering the flat ground, it started to drive at full speed.

"9 o'clock direction." Doyle reported.

The tank drifted instantly and changed direction, chasing the plane.

But the plane flies in the sky and its direction changes.

“12 o’clock direction.”

“10 points direction.”

“3 points direction.”

Doyle fixed himself tightly, but because of his drifting too hard, he fell again and again.

After getting up, continue reporting on the location immediately.

When he was about to faint, bi     shou stabbed his arm directly.

The pain kept Doyle awake for the last time.

In front is Xuelin.

Zhang Lu drove the tank and sprinted at full speed.

A soil slope drifted directly 360 degrees.

There are many such drifts.

Ten minutes later.

The four corpses' eyes turned pale and they fainted.

Before fainting, he was murmuring: "The people of Yan are crazy, perverted, and lifeless madman pervert..."

Zhang Lu replied coldly: "This is the spirit of the Yan Kingdom. We rely on this spirit to cross the grassland, the snow-capped mountains, and the rivers!"

The scenes of the Long March kept appearing in Zhang Lu's mind. The imprint of the times seemed to condense into a spirit of indomitable progress!

Doylebi    shou stabbed his arm and said, "Captain, I admire you! But we are a fighting nation, and our soldiers are not afraid of death, nor are they worse than you."

Zhang Lu smiled, his eyes on the other side locked firmly in the sky.

The plane above my head turned into a valley and disappeared, including the drone, but also disappeared.

Bang!

Zhang Lu threw the tank into a ditch and stopped the tank.

Zhang Lu turned to Doyle, grinned and said, "Prepare for action, I know where the base camp is!"
Chapter completed!