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Chapter 165 A cigarette butt is jason-g10/11

"Old Yang, where is the broken car now?"

After putting it down, I had already tossed and turned around and read it several times, and even the small advertisements in the gaps, I had read the traditional Chinese newspapers many times.

Hu Biao, who could not bear this huge boredom, lowered his voice and asked Yang Dongli beside him.

The main reason is that this old-fashioned train driven by a steam locomotive. Hu Biao, who is used to high-speed trains and air-conditioning express, seems to be too slow, as slow as a snail.

And if you drive for a distance, the train has to stop and add coal and water. The time is not short for each time.

As a modern person, Hu Biao has long been suffering from cell phone dependence and has long been used to having to use his cell phone to entertain him in any fragmented time.

This is especially serious when you squat in the toilet.

If you forget to bring your phone in, you won’t even feel so happy when you squat in a pit.

When I participated in system tasks in the past, I didn’t even have any extra time every time due to fierce battles, so naturally I couldn’t say that I didn’t have a mobile phone to play.

But this time, there are dedicated people to pay attention to safety at all times for the four goals, and they don’t need to improve their attention at all times.

So, after sitting in such a hard hard seat for so long, Hu Biao couldn't stand it anymore.

After hearing this, with a 'ah~' sound, Yang Dongli withdrew his gaze outside the window and yawned a big yawn.

To put it bluntly, after sitting in the hard-crust seat for so long, he was also a little bit suffocated.

Even the snow scene outside the window, after looking at it for a long time, it makes people feel amazing. There is nothing more than a white area everywhere, and occasionally a thatched mud house will appear.

So he felt a little drowsy now.

After rubbing his cheeks with both hands, Yang Dongli began to answer:

"I just passed Qiqihar half an hour ago. According to the railway route map outside the customs I checked, this is about one-third of the journey, and the rest are still there."

After hearing this statement, Hu Biao had a great headache.

Because now, it is the 19th hour they have been traveling through this time, and they have been on the train for almost 15 hours.

As a result, I only walked one-third of the journey. Isn’t this going to endure it?

Seeing that it was not a solution to continue like this; Hu Biao scratched his scalp for a while and started to say this:

"Old Yang, we divided the people into two groups, taking turns to rest and on duty, right? Otherwise, everyone would be in a state of energy afterwards."

Yang Dongli has no objection to this:

"Yes, you and I each lead a group of people to rotate every 4 hours; but I want to be on the next shift because now I want to sleep first..."

Four hours later, Yang Dongli was woken up and on duty.

Because she was sleeping on a hard chair, Yang Dongli not only found that her head was a little confused, but her bones were sore and uncomfortable.

So, Yang Dongli woke up the people who were on duty with him first.

Then he got up and walked in the carriage, and even walked directly into the adjacent carriage...

The witness of this was to confirm that the four targets they protected were not abnormal when Hu Biao and others were on duty.

After successfully confirming this point, he simply kept walking forward, intending to go to the other end of the carriage to smoke a cigarette.

At the connection of the open carriage, Yang Dongli "thorny~" polished a fire and lit a 5-yuan cigarette worth of lit.

That’s it! Since he became rich, Lao Yang’s living standard has become so stylish.

Then he saw a cigarette butt with a filter at his feet.

Suddenly, this guy was immediately a clever man with a little sleepiness in his head, and the only thing that was in his mind disappeared from a huge shock.

What a big deal! This is Yang Dongli’s first reaction at this moment.

For the reason, this cigarette butt under your feet should never appear here under normal circumstances.

Because this is a rare brand of ‘BELMONT cigarettes’ in China in modern planes.

The reason why he knew this brand was that he once had a friend who studied in Maple Leaf Country and brought him one back; it is said that the price is similar to that of Huazi in soft furnishings, which made Yang Dongli remember it deeply.

Moreover, after more than 20 hours of contact, Yang Dongli can confirm something:

Among the Zhongzhou team and among the 12 newly summoned netizens, no one in China smokes this brand of cigarettes.

Among the only two foreign personnel, the ocean horses do not smoke, while the fake foreigners smoke the '555 brand cigarettes'.

Then, this calculation came, there was only one truth: this mission was actually a team battle mission, and the system did not have any hints.

And the other team may be the same as them, next door to the carriage where they protected the target.

The only difference is that they are protecting a carriage behind the target, and this mysterious team is in the front carriage.

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Of course, the above are all Yang Dongli’s personal guesses.

Although Yang Dongli is at least 80% sure about this speculation; the legendary team battle is not a treat to dinner, but a life-and-death battle between the two sides.

Therefore, Yang Dongli decided to be more secure and send someone to the next carriage to take a look.

After taking a look at his outfit, Yang Dongli believed that such a systematic disguise might seem impeccable to the people in the mission world, but it is hard to say about the opponent's team.

Realizing this, Yang Dongli hurriedly retreated all the way back to the carriage where the large army was located.

In this process, he not only did not take away the cigarette butt of the "BELMONT cigarette", but also put the cigarette butt he had smoked, and then put it in his pocket to take it away.

Abnormal coincidence, Yang Dongli's figure disappeared, and an old white man with a big belly hurried to the joint.

I took out another 'BELMONT cigarette' and started smoking happily...

"Translator, come here. Now I will give you a task, which is to walk along the carriage and see what is wrong with the person.

But remember, no matter what outrageous tasks you see, remember not to reveal any abnormalities, are you confident to complete the tasks?"

Yang Dongli, who returned to his carriage, waved and called the translator over, and started to give such instructions.

The reason why he did this was because the interpreter and 12 new netizens were wearing the autumn uniforms of the Northeast Army; because of Mr. Zhang's retreat, many ordinary people also wore this thing.

So, as long as the translator tear off the sign on the clothes, he will not be conspicuous in his dress.

In addition, doesn’t this guy claim to be proficient in multilingual languages? Now it’s time to test his quality. Go and listen to what language the other team is talking about, and then judge which team Guo Jia is.

After hearing such an order, the translator took a heavy breath.

Then, after tearing off all the Northeast Army logos on his body, he began his first thrilling task.

The main reason is that others are not stupid. Just by Yang Dongli’s explanation of the task, he knew that it would not be just a simple walk.

But the problem is that he seems to have already boarded the pirate ship and can't go back.

Then, after the translator walked out of the carriage, Yang Dongli promoted Hu Biao who had just fallen asleep.

After Hu Biao opened his eyes, he heard bad news: "Old Hu, this mission is actually a team battle mission, and the other party is also in this car."
Chapter completed!
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