This was the way he and she would walk together, fight for the country, be in a war for the country, even if their hands would get stained with blood.
“Come here, put your hand, here again, that one didn’t count. That one was not counted.” J5 handsome face smiled genuinely, as he extended his right hand. Then K7 and the rest all stacked their right hands on each other. Then they shouted to Ye Jian: “Stack the hand that will be holding the handgun.”
Xia Jinyuan stacked his left hand. He raised his eyebrows and smiled at Ye Jian, indicating her to raise her hand as well.
“I use both hands, regardless of left or right.” Ye Jian’s smile was as beautiful as a flower, filled with excitement and life. She placed her left hand on the back of Xia Jinyuan’s hand, “I’ll use my left hand.”
Xia Jinyuan raised his eyebrows and put his right hand on the back of her hand.
T6 glanced at Ye Jian, then looked at Xia Jinyuan’s right hand and sighed: “Such close friends, I’m so jealous.”
“When we have a holiday, go back and flip through your old photos, then maybe you’ll be able to find a close friend.” J5 joked, a few laughter rose slowly. They all understood how it would be if they returned, only Ye Jian looked a bit confused.
With J5’s cheer, “1.2.3”, the hands sank together and then rose together.
Every time before they perform a mission, the comrades of the Elite Platoon would pile their hands and cheer for each other. When they returned, they would pile their hands again. This meant that they had all returned as one.
“Take your weapon first, then go to the car. We’ll talk later.” After the cheer, Xia Jinyuan’s expression instantly turned cold. He was like a beast showing its canine teeth, squatting in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.
Besides him, the other comrades who were talking and laughing with Ye Jian earlier, were all looking very serious, without a smile.
Ye Jian, who was slightly focused, held her breath. It could be visible from their serious expressions that this was a critical and dangerous task.
Everyone had a veteran M16 automatic assault rifle, guns, grenades, flare bombs, and smoke bombs.
When it was Ye Jian’s turn, Xia Jinyuan handed her a micro-sniper rifle developed for the special forces… AS sniper rifle, produced for the Tula arsenal, used by secret military organizations and police forces so that the sniper rifle could be disassembled and loaded in an ordinary briefcase.
“I’ll hand over the sniper position to you.” Xia Jinyuan handed the gun to Ye Jian and then helped her with headset communication device. He also dully arranged her collar, then a slight smile appeared on his face. “This time, you can keep in touch with us at any time.”
Holding the gun in her hand, and then placing the grenade into the combat vest, Ye Jian smiled at him. She replied confidently, “Yes, I’ll focus on my position. I’ll never mess it up!”
“Stupid girl, if you mess this up, we’ll not let you join us anymore.” J5 felt her reply was funny. She was a really realistic girl. She could convince one just by standing next to her, “You can’t be soft in the war, be as fierce as you can!”
The relaxed conversation made Ye Jian smile.
The city was quiet at four in the morning as if it was a city without life. There was no one walking on the road beside the bright street lamps.
Since it was a fast-paced battle, there was no need for an army backpack. With a gun in hand, and matched with a handy weapon, the Elite Platoon, one by one, stepped out of the elevator that was connected from the room to the basement. Then they hopped on a car that only had a windshield, and without any other blind curtains.
