V8, who was carrying a gun, was so awkward that he only wanted to stay away from this photographer. He couldn't take it at all. He didn't dare to stay with her anymore!
The trucks drove for about three kilometers before turning into a shelter. The sandstorm that swept over from the sky was right in front of them. There was already a layer of yellow dust on the windshields of the trucks.
"Get off, get off!"
Xia Jinyuan was the first to jump down from the truck in front. Right on the heels of that, the door of the truck opened and eight comrades got down quickly. The other trucks stopped, everyone got down immediately.
The sandstorm arrived. Yellow sand filled the sky and swept over. V8 said to Qin Ying in a low voice, "The sandstorm will arrive soon. Hurry up!"
Qin Ying looked at the young officer whose stiff and cold eyebrows were revealed under his helmet. She pointed at the team member who was carrying the desert camouflage cloth and said calmly, "I know. Hurry up and go."
