Metropolis: I started with the Great Perfection!

Not long after returning to the place they just left, they saw Zhou Kai and others walking over from the playground.

Jiang Tian hadn't left long before the concert organized by the freshmen was over tonight.

Because after one of his electric guitar rock songs, no one came on stage again.

Nonsense, if you go up and sing unsatisfactorily, won't you lose your right to choose your spouse for four years?

No one wants to take the risk.

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"Brother Jiang! Niubi!"

"A role model for us!"

"The God of Singing at Beijing University must be Brother Jiang!"

When the three of them saw Jiang Tian, ​​they immediately worshiped him.

"Okay, stop fretting, should we go back to the dormitory now?"

"Why don't you go back to the dormitory? Let's start walking on the playground!"

"Yang Shiyao and the others are still waiting for us."

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garrison area,

Special Operations Room.

"Still not sure?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a special operations uniform sitting at the head of the conference table.

"The distance is 2 kilometers, and we do not rule out the possibility of being farther. It is still moving at high speed. It is very difficult to kill with one shot."

Vice-captain Gao Zhigang, sitting on the left, said.

After hearing the analysis of his subordinates, captain He Zhan, who was sitting in the front seat, frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Do you know how this mission came about? My colleagues took care of our face and specially left it for us!"

"The purpose is for our Nighthawk Special Operations Brigade to personally avenge this blood revenge!"

"I believe no one will forget Tang Ya's sacrifice! It's impossible to forget!"

"So this mission must have a 100% success rate!"

"If it fails, then implement a backup plan!"

Everyone was speechless.

At this time, a female voice came, her tone was calm but extremely firm.

"I will carry out this mission, and it must be done by me!"

Hearing this, everyone present showed complicated expressions, including anger, sadness, regret, and understanding.

"Ling Wei, don't act out of anger!"

Gao Zhigang shouted softly.

However, Ling Wei did not speak again and stared at the table with a calm face.

Everyone was silent at this moment.

Captain He Zhan, who was sitting in the first place, saw this, looked at Ling Wei, and said slowly:

"Xiao Ling, I know you feel bad, but this mission is crucial. If we can't kill him with one blow, then our Nighthawk's hidden line will be sacrificed!"

"So, tell me how sure you are."

After hearing the captain's words, Ling Wei was silent for a long time, and then she said:

"70%, I'm only 70% sure now."

After saying that, she closed her eyes in pain. If Tang Ya, her observer, was still there, her success rate would be over 80%!

Unfortunately, her good partner, comrade-in-arms, and sister are no longer here.

Without a cooperating observer, her hit probability dropped by 10%.

For this mission, the success rate is extremely critical. She may lose the opportunity to avenge her comrades with her own hands because of this 10% success rate!

Everyone was silent for a long time, and He Zhan spoke again.

"This mission is very important. The success rate of 70% is too low."

"Two days, I will give you two days. If the success rate of this combat plan cannot reach more than 90%, then implement the backup plan!"

"Dismiss!"

After He Zhan finished speaking, he took the lead to leave the conference room. Everyone also left one after another, except Ling Wei who was still sitting in the conference room.

Her face was expressionless at the moment, but if you look at her eyes carefully, the corners of her eyes seemed to be a little sparkling.

After sitting quietly for a while, she suddenly lay on the table and burst into tears.

Obviously very sad.

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On the other side, Jiang Tian and the others chatted with Yang Shiyao and the others in the playground for a short time before they dispersed.

Today, Jiang Tian cannot go back to sleep in the Chenge Pot because the large dormitory for forty people is full of surveillance cameras.

Jiang Tian would not take the risk of being discovered for these unnecessary actions.

Besides, Zhou Kai, Lin Heng and Xu Jie were all sleeping next to him. It would be troublesome if they woke up in the middle of the night and found that he was missing.

So he decided to sleep here honestly.

However, it was really difficult to sleep in a dormitory with so many people living together. The snoring of forty boys was extremely loud.

But for Jiang Tian, ​​it's all a small matter.

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and an invisible barrier appeared directly, wrapping the four of them in it.

This invisible barrier is a small means derived from Jiang Tian's Palm Thunder Dzogchen. It can isolate 90% of the surrounding sounds, but it only has this effect.

Based on the starting point of father's kindness and son's filial piety, Jiang Tian wrapped the three of them in it.

This way you can have a good sleep tonight and won't be sluggish during military training tomorrow.

I just wonder if they get up to pee in the middle of the night and don't hear the sound, will they think it's a haunted house and be so scared that they don't need to go to the toilet?

After setting up the soundproof barrier, Jiang Tian also planned to go to bed. He had already agreed with Qiqi and Noelle not to go back to sleep tonight.

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It's true that Jiang Tian fell asleep, but no one was asleep in the Chenge Pot except the soldiers from Tianwu Island.

Dust Song Pot,

loft kitchen,

Qi Qi sat on the dining table and chairs, Noelle stood behind her, Da Huang, Er Huang and Mei Mei also stood beside her.

On the opposite side, stood Dabao, Erbao and Sanbao.

At this time, Qiqi saw that their legs were trembling, and they could only stand firm by leaning on the wall behind them.

Looking at this situation, Qiqi is lecturing his younger brother.

"Dabao! Is it you~"

Hearing this, Dabao shook his head repeatedly.

After Qiqi saw it, he turned his attention to Erbao.

Erbao also shook his head quickly.

Seeing this, Qiqi looked at the last suspect, Sambo.

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