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862 Fire support?

Next, there were crackling gun shootings, various shouts and standard Western swear words.

The two hurriedly picked up the telescope and looked up the shore. The telescope's lens immediately showed what happened before them.

"Oh my God! The fight was so fierce! Is that a stinger? Or RPG? Wow! It's so exciting! Who are you fighting with? Neon's army? Or where to touch Neon's mercenaries?" The captain of the Fitz Gerrard sighed as he looked at the fire of the muzzle that kept spitting on the shore.

"Captain, after receiving the inquiry, a senior CIA agent asked if we could provide support to friendly forces on the shore."

At this time, a correspondent soldier came to the two of them to report to him.

"Now support to friendly forces on the shore? Their brains are Watts? We are equipped with ship guns, naval guns! Didn't he think that our naval guns would accidentally hurt their friendly forces after they fired?" The captain looked at the commands in the communications soldiers, as if he was watching an idiot.

"I don't know, captain." The communication soldier said with an innocent look that he would not take the blame.

"Tell the senior agent that we cannot support the shore in the current situation. Unless he wants to take responsibility for shooting indiscriminately against friendly forces, we will not open fire when there are friendly forces on the shore!" the captain said to the correspondent.

"Yes, Captain." The communications soldier nodded, turned back to the bridge with the folder in his hand.

But within two minutes, he walked out with a folder and reported to the captain: "Captain, senior agent of CIA, Edron, passed the verification key, and he asked us to provide fire support to the shore. He said that the situation on the shore is no longer controlled and we need to support the stable situation."

"Watt? Are you sure you told Agent Edron that our gun support would accidentally hurt friendly forces on the shore?" The captain was a little suspicious of his ears, and he asked the communications soldier.

"Yes, captain, I'm sure that agent Edron and I repeated the accidental injury of the naval gun." The correspondent nodded.

"Even so, he still asks for the support of the naval gun?" the captain asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Captain." The communications soldier nodded and added: "Captain, that Agent Edron has passed the verification key for command, which means he has the right to command us now."

"...Okay, tell him we will execute the order. Notify friendly forces on the shore that our ship will launch fire support on the other side soon and ask them to evade artillery fire." The captain was silent for a moment and said to the correspondent.

"Yes, Captain."

The correspondent took the order and turned around and walked into the bridge.

"Let's go, it's better for us to return to our post when the gun fires." The captain turned his head and said to the deputy captain, then turned around and walked into the bridge.

...I am the dividing line of fire support...

On the shore, New Jersey, who had just beaten everyone, including Lieutenant Colonel Roger, vented his anger, looked at the American soldiers lying all over the ground, shook their heads helplessly and said to them: "Oh... why don't you believe it? I just said that just let me beat a thousand-layer crispy meal, but I had to resist... It hurts if my limbs are dislocated."

She said, regardless of the grinning expressions of Lieutenant Colonel Roger and others on the ground, dragging them all together and stacking them together.

"Hey! Beauty! Please! Don't put me on this almighty guy! I'm afraid this bastard poked my ass!" The man with a clear edge and handsome look watched New Jersey pick up himself up with one hand, and then he shouted at her in horror after putting it onto another man.

"Hey! Brother Young Master! I'm going to change your sexual orientation today! What's the good thing about women? Only men understand men!" All-around slumped on the ground with weak limbs. He looked at the man in Taiguo who was raising him, and the smile on his face R18.

"Oh! No! Please! Beautiful lady! Beautiful lady! Beautiful lady! Beautiful god Venus! Please! Don't! No! Oh! NO!" The young master dislocated his arms, and he could only shake his head desperately in New Jersey's hands and beg for her.

But who is New Jersey? That is the one who is so brave that she dares to use her sister's name to forge her ID. She didn't know that this was okay, but now she knows, how could she not go and see what fun things would happen if these two people were put together?

So as the young master kept begging, New Jersey ignored him and all-around him, and at the same time she thoughtfully posted the two face to face.

"Hi! boy, I'm not a beauty or a beauty god. I'm just a monster~!" New Jersey thought of the names these people called her in the previous battle, and smiled and waved to the young master with a desperate face.

Then she came to Avier, the only woman among these people.

Even as a ship girl, she had to admit that Avier's willpower was so strong that even though her limbs were removed and dislocated, she saw her leaning over Avier still tried to attack her by raising her forehead.

"Hi! Hi! Hi! Since you are a girl, you must know the principle of being able to bend and stretch. If you are like this, you are still disobedient, and you will suffer a great loss when the time comes~!" New Jersey pressed Avier tightly to the ground with just one little finger, which made her realize the huge gap in strength between the two sides.

"Where did you bring Xing Tian?" Avel looked at the face of the character who was more beautiful than himself, and the fierce light almost penetrated his eyes.

"Xing Tian? Are you talking about the guy who was good at pursuing national kung fu before? Ala Alah, don't worry. Because he and my commander are compatriots, I have shown mercy to him~! Of course, I will not put you with them." New Jersey did not answer Avier's question, but ate some tofu on her cheek with a smile, pointed to the thousand-layer crisps stacked by a group of men over there, and turned around and left.

Due to the perspective of lying down, Avier did not see New Jersey picking up a man not far from her feet.

New Jersey walked a distance and confirmed that the conversation between her and the man in front of her would not be heard by others.

"Ouch! Miss, can you say it when you put me down?" The man sat on the ground, then stood up and rubbed his butt and smiled bitterly at New Jersey.

"It's not a good habit to stay in bed. Since you're awake, get up honestly." New Jersey didn't say much. She looked at the man in front of her and asked, "Ghost, no, it should be called Xing Tian, ​​right? Forget it, no matter what your real name is, I just want to ask you, as a Chinese man, why should you mingle with these American seals?"
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