It's already night. In order not to let the people behind us find out, we can only turn on the infrared night vision device and stumble through the woods.

The ancient city of Dongli can't go back. It must be full of soldiers. At the junction of three forks, Lin Feng resolutely chose to continue to go deep into southern Xinjiang.

Jiaolong drove, Dong Cunfeng pedaled the eyes of the dead fish and stared at the front dead. His lips seemed pale. Lin Feng took off his clothes and showed his arms to the wild ducks. The wild ducks wiped the wound with alcohol cotton. The bullet happens to be...