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1588, things are forcing. Go farther.(1/3)

It is the 75mm shell of the Japanese invaders.

The landing point is behind Zuo Lan.

The distance may be only ten meters.

Three choices popped up in Yang Yue’s mind:

"First, no matter her. Her chances of being killed by the bomb are >90%.

"Second, no matter her. Her chances of being injured by the bomb are <10%.

"Third, pull her away. The chance of not getting hurt is about 30%..."

It seems that the second best choice?

Without thinking, he pulled her away, pressed her down at the same time, and pressed her on her.

The movement was done in one go. The force was extremely strong. She didn't give her any chance to resist. When she found something was wrong, Yang Yue had already pressed her firmly under her.

She did not resist.

She felt the power of terror.

Obviously, she was not Yang Yue's opponent. Struggle was futile. So, she stared at Yang Yue coldly.

It seems to be saying, what do you want to do in broad daylight?

If you dare to do something bad, you will be rewarded!

So many people have seen it...

I will turn back and tell your sister!

Yang Yue closed his eyes.

The shells are about to explode.

Maybe I will be resurrected in a state of full state in another place next moment. I wonder where I will be dumped?

Suddenly, my mind was enlightened again.

Do you think the shells will not explode?

Then Zuo Lan really mistakenly thought that she was molesting her?

Then she hated herself. Never show up again?

Good plot...

Hope so!

It would be better if she never shows up again.

She didn't come to find herself, she didn't go to find her. She didn't want to play with her. She should be fine.

hope……

Seeing her pretty face.

A slightly plump figure.

Very delicate and dignified, with a stern look.

"boom……"

The shell exploded.

There was a dark look in front of me.

Oops.

I've thought too much.

The shell exploded behind him.

Ah, it's so miserable...

The distance is less than ten meters!

Even the 75mm shell is enough for him to bear.

It felt like someone was hit hard with a heavy hammer behind it, and the internal organs were almost displaced.

It seemed like a Type 59 tank ran over it.

I couldn't help but feel sweet.

Oops!

You have to vomit blood!

Injured!

Hurry up and hold it back.

Can't be seen by Zuo Lan.

Otherwise, once a hero saves the beauty, the consequences will be absolutely tragic.

Don't care.

Don't she be grateful.

She would better hate herself and then cut off all contact with her.

Get up as if nothing happened.

Turn your head and walk away.

Enter the 026 logistics warehouse at the same time.

come out.

Perfect recovery.

It's okay...

"You..." Zuo Lan hurriedly caught up.

She finally understood that others were not ruling themselves or saving themselves.

This little man named Yang Yue blocked the damage of the shell with his body.

"It's okay!" Yang Yue jumped around.

"Is it really okay?" She was very surprised.

That's so close!

It seems to be only a few meters...

If it was someone else, he might have fallen.

Why is Yang Yue okay? Is this guy made of iron? Even the shells can't be broken?

sharp!

admire!

I really chose the right person.

Only Yang Yue can handle that kind of task of difficulty in hell.

I want to speak but stop.

Yang Yue has run away.

I don’t want to continue to get entangled with you. Go away if you want to do something.

On the left, Ishimiko is thinking about life.

On the right, Yang Zhonghe was talking to Chen Dalei.

Neither side can go.

Go straight.

Suddenly I saw Ma Xiaowu sneakingly.

This guy was holding a Type 85 sniper rifle and was quietly lurking forward, as if he was looking for an important target.

"What are you looking for?" Yang Yue came to his side.

"I just saw a Japanese colonel." Ma Xiaowu replied in a low voice.

"Col. Devil?"

"right!"

"oh."

Yang Yue nodded.

It turned out that Ma Xiaowu had targeted the Japanese colonel.
To be continued...
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