The outside world was tense and calm because the Delta did not fight head-on at all, so they contracted.?                                                                                                                 �

It’s not because of fear, but because we have to temporarily avoid the edge to avoid greater losses. This is rational, because Delta clearly knows that after killing Long Xiaoqi, it’s facing a group of madmen.

Zhao Ying has nowhere to start, and Xiao Yuanchao has nowhere to start. This is like a fight between experts. People just avoid you and don’t fight you. What can you do? You can’t run to the United States in one breath to attack the Delta, right?

Obviously, this is impossible and the stupidest. When the battle reaches the local area, it is not only about dying.

“There is still no result.”

This is uninterrupted and never gave up on search results.

The Kunlun Mountains are too big, with a total of ten thousand square kilometers, and there are mountains everywhere, so I can't search at all. Not to mention just two people, even if a reorganizer crawls into it, it will turn into a needle that falls into the sea.

"Well... Continue to search, you have to see people alive, and die to see corpses." Zhao Ying made an unquestionable order.

It's almost a month since people are alive, and the chance of living is very small. But no one is willing to give up, and they are absolutely unwilling to give up. Even if they know in their hearts that even if they find it, they may be two corpses.

"Continue to increase your efforts!" Xiao Yuanchao made a hoarse voice.

"Send more troops!" Du Bao's eyes were covered with blood, red and swollen.

She didn't believe that her son was dead, she thought that her son could not die.

Obsession, the obsession of a wife, the obsession of a couple of parents.

"Well...sorry." Zhao Ying exhaled gently.

This has been a lot of times she said sorry, because she didn't know what to say except for being sorry.

"No need to say sorry, they may not only target Long Xiaoqi." Xiao Yuanchao nodded to Zhao Ying and said, "Maybe they are targeting me, but my son."

Zhao Ying shook her head and smiled. She felt that this was Xiao Yuanchao's words to comfort her.

"It's not comfort, it's true." Xiao Yuanchao thought for a while and said to Zhao Ying in a deep voice: "Do you know what the soldiers are right?"

Hearing the word "soldier", Zhao Ying's face suddenly became serious.

Of course she knew about soldiers and would never forget them. She encountered them when she was still a strong man and fought, but the result of the fight was that she was completely abused.

The soldiers are extremely powerful and terrifying.

"My son is the Yuan of the soldier." Xiao Yuanchao said this.

Zhao Ying was stunned for a moment, with a hint of shock in her eyes.

Yuan? Xiao Yuanchao's son was a soldier's Yuan?!

"The matter is very complicated. In short, my son is the Yuan of the Soldier, and he is the SS-level soldier. Although he has no relationship with the Nazis, he is indeed the Yuan of the Soldier..."

Xiao Yuanchao simply told the whole story, and Zhao Ying was even more surprised. Although she thought this was ridiculous and impossible, she believed that Xiao Yuanchao's words were true.

If this is true, then the other party may not target Long Xiaoqi alone.

(For Yuan Dynasty, you can read "The Warrior is the King". I won't go into details here, otherwise there will be suspicion of watering.)

"Well... things are a bit complicated." Zhao Ying pondered for a moment: "I think they are not dead and are all alive. What we need now is more patience and suffering."

"How do you know they are still alive?" asked Du Baby.

"Well... because your son is with Xiaoqi." Zhao Ying said the answer that was not the answer.

This is the sixth sense. Zhao Ying knew that if Long Xiaoqi was really dead, she would receive a special feeling. But until now she didn't have that feeling, which means Long Xiaoqi was not dead. As long as Long Xiaoqi was not dead, Xiao Zhan would not die.

Although the sixth sense is very illusory, Zhao Ying believes that many professional soldiers believe it. Because it is this illusory sixth sense that can always save their lives.

The sixth sense, to put it bluntly, is the beast instinct lost by humans in the process of evolution. Professional soldiers picked up again through the deadly grinding of gunfire and rain, like sparrows on trees. When the gun is pointed at them, they will always fly away at the first time.

...

Below the snow-capped mountains, there is a forest covered with snow.

"Father-in-law, eat human flesh for me... wuwuwu... eat human flesh for me, wuwuwu... I want to eat human flesh, I want to eat human flesh..." Xiao Zhan was crying.

He was hung from a tree by Long Xiaoqi, twisting his body and crying.

Why are he cried? Because he wants to eat human flesh; why are he hung up? Because he wants to eat human flesh.

Long Xiaoqi didn't know why this happened. When he first came to this forest, Xiao Zhan was fine. But in less than three days, he ate nothing. He even said that he went out secretly at night, like sleepwalking, and wanted to find the thrown meat.

Is this addiction? No, Long Xiaoqi doesn't think so. He thinks that this is a problem with Xiao Zhan's mental illness. The back of his head was cut into the back of his head, causing serious brain injuries. He has not been completely cured by Doctor Hou, and has been subjected to stimulation that he has never been before. Moreover, this stimulation is not something that a child can bear at all.

If an adult eats human flesh, he will definitely find the most suitable reason for himself. Even if he finds a reason to excuse himself, he will not be able to avoid this nightmare in the future, let alone a child?

"Bang!"

Long Xiaoqiyi's branch sucked hard on Xiao Zhan's body.

"Father-in-law... I feel uncomfortable. Eat human flesh for me quickly, wuwuwu..." Xiao Zhan shook his body desperately.

The function of drugs is neural dependence, and Xiao Zhan's performance at this time also belongs to neural dependence. Long Xiaoqi didn't know how to solve this problem, so he adopted the simplest, most violent and most direct method.

"You are eating snow chicken." Long Xiaoqi said coldly.

"What I eat is not snow chicken, what I eat is..."

"Bang!"

"You are eating snow chicken." Long Xiaoqiyi sucked over the branch and told Xiao Zhan again what he was eating.

"Woooooooooooooooo...father-in-law, I feel uncomfortable, give me human flesh..."

"Bang!"

"You're eating snow chicken!"

"Bang!"

"You're eating snow chicken!"

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!..."

He whipped Xiao Zhan again and again, and Long Xiaoqi was almost unable to do anything. Because he had already sucked the child all over with blood, it was a terrible sight.

He was forcibly pouring Xiao Zhan into a concept: they all eat snow chicken on the mountain.
Chapter completed!