Soldier Assault: Visitors from Ten Continents

The guard helped Su Yi open the car door: "Little General, let's hurry up, we can catch up with the old general to go into the ground..."

Su Yi interrupted him: "I'm driving!"

While the guard was stunned, Su Yi had already grabbed the driver's seat: "Why are you standing there? Get in the car!"

Su Yi drove in a tough style and drove all the way to the auditorium.

An old comrade made a condolence speech on it, and then the door of the auditorium was opened. Everyone turned their heads and saw Su Yi in a hurry.

The speaker stopped and looked at the slightly sad young general.

This little general is very special. He is wearing a training uniform and is still covered in dust.

Perhaps this is the most ungroomed one in the audience, but no one has the right to blame him for being rude.

Su Yi saw the body of General Su in the center of the auditorium. He was wearing a navy uniform, a medal, and a military rank. He was lying peacefully, as if he had let go of everything.

Su Yi stared blankly for a while, wiped off his helmet, and bowed.

He was sad, grateful, and it was genuine.

Sadness comes from the blood, and gratitude comes from the blessing of the old general when he was alive.

The old General Su was still alive, so the paper tiger and many enemies did not dare to attack the Su family, allowing the Su family to pass through the growth period smoothly.

Now that the younger generation of the Su family can take charge of their own affairs, the old general Su knows that it is time to rest in peace.

The coffin was built, buried in the ground, and another hero passed away.

A person patted him, Su Yi turned around and saluted: "Hello, Chief."

It is the prime minister, the commander of Su Yi's promotion.

Prime Minister: "General Su is still as handsome as ever. The front line is hard, right?"

Su Yi: "Report to the chief, it's nothing hard."

The prime minister smiled and shook his head: "To tell the truth, you are not as educated as the youngest general, but you are the one who inherits the mantle of the old general."

Su Yi was slightly startled: "Grandpa's mantle?"

The Prime Minister smiled kindly: "Others are false. The old general must hope that his descendants will be like you, with great military exploits."

Su Yi: "Maybe."

The prime minister suddenly became a little worried: "The little general should also think about his own affairs."

This is it again, the organization always asks Su Yi if he wants to arrange a partner, Su Yi can only shirk and smile wryly: "Chief, women will make people lose their fighting spirit."

The prime minister shook his head: "The little general still believes in this? Hero Tomb of Wenrou Township? This is wrong."

Su Yi: "Wait a few years until I can't do it anymore."

The Prime Minister looked at Su Yi carefully: "Little general, when you are tired, just say, you have suffered too much for so many years, and you have the right to rest. Logistics, civil service, you can choose whatever you want."

Su Yi shook his head.

On the training ground, the old A's quickly searched for parts and assembled the guns. Su Yi almost completed the subjects by instinct, and his mind was not in his hands.

After training, Xia Ziqi came over and looked at Su Yi's left leg: "Does your knee still hurt?"

Su Yi was injured during a mission not long ago. His left knee was severely swollen and he had an operation. Everyone was worried about whether he would recover well.

"It's okay, didn't the mission the day before yesterday be completed?" Su Yi didn't care.

Xia Ziqi grabbed Su Yi's arm: "You are working so hard, it will only make us more worried."

Su Yi: "That's great."

His knee has indeed healed seven to eighty-eight. Although it still hurts a little, it doesn't affect the battle.

Xia Ziqi's gaze was still on Su Yi's left knee.

Su Yi: "If it's really that serious, can I still train like this?"

Xia Ziqi didn't bother anymore: "You can handle it yourself. My wife is not here, why don't you go to my house to eat?"

Su Yi: "You want me to cook for you and your son?"

Xia Ziqi: "Oh, it's the truth. My son is clamoring for you to cook."

Xia Ziqi's home is more like a home, the little boy runs and jumps, and the whole room laughs and laughs.

The little guy likes to eat sweets, so Su Yi made a plate of cold yam with sour plum juice, which was almost eaten by the little guy alone.

The two adults ate Huai Ye Tao, a kind of cold noodles, but the kid didn't like noodles, so Su Yi made mung bean lily soup for him alone, which was also sweet.

After dinner, Su Yi didn't bother to go back, and took a lunch break at Xia Ziqi's house.

A call woke him up, a call from Team Six.

"Hey?"

"General Su, emergency, NO.11 attire, 10 minutes, assemble at the airport."

Dress NO.11, urban camouflage, Su Yi already had a little guess.

But when he really came to the Golden Triangle, Su Yi's heart was still tight.

These ruthless bastards are an order of magnitude stronger than Vietnamese gunmen, and almost on the same level as paper tigers.

More importantly, those people are terrible killers, desperadoes, with no scruples.Paper tigers fight bravely, but they will not fight with their lives like the killers of the Golden Triangle.

The outline of the city faintly came into view. Su Yi did not dare to be careless, and listened intently: "I am Night Owl. 461A is a group of secret whistle, with four targets. 744A is a group of secret whistle, with two targets. There are patrols from 121A to 610A, with ten targets." Two. 109B underground entrance sentry, target 21..."

The technical soldiers of the sixth team nervously marked on the electronic map, these are valuable information.

Captain Six: "Can Ye Xiao sneak in? It's over."

Su Yi: "Yes. It's over."

Captain Six: "Can you clean up the secret whistle? It's over."

Su Yi hesitated obviously: "It's a bit difficult, you can give it a try. It's over."

Old A: "Forget it, captain, it's too dangerous."

Captain Six pondered: "Can Ye Xiao guarantee his own safety? It's over."

Su Yi: "You can guarantee your own safety. However, there is no guarantee that all secret posts will be cleared successfully. It's over."

Captain Six: "After sneaking into the battle zone, turn on the positioning and camera, and keep silent. It's over."

Su Yi: "Yes. It's over."

The picture captured by the camera was blurred in the high-speed movement, and the technical soldiers were staring at the electronic map.

Technician: "Night Owl is approaching 744A."

The camera froze for a moment, and the two dark whistles lurked with their backs to the screen, almost integrated with the cold steel building, very concealed.

Su Yi's hands wearing black fingerless tactical gloves appeared, with a silent pistol on the left and right, and two secret whistles hung up quietly.

Technical soldier: "Two targets, confirmed to be out of combat effectiveness."

The camera image was blurred again, and the technical soldier reported nervously: "The night owl is approaching point 214B."

The screen froze, with three single-shot pistols and guns. By the time the old A's distinguished the sentry from the camouflage, the three were already out of breath, with bullet holes in the back of their hearts, and blood dripping into pools.

Technical soldier: "Target five, confirmed to be out of combat effectiveness."

Moving again, Su Yi never stays in one place for too long.

Technician: "The night owl is approaching point 299B."

The author has something to say: Today's [-]-word update is complete~~~~~~~ Starting tomorrow, there will be an update every day, and each update will be [-] words, because it is time to prepare for the finale. . . . . .