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Ye Jian did not feel any discomfort after four hours of continuous turbulence on the sea. She did not vomit, feel dizzy or have any other seasickness symptoms. Not only she did not have these symptoms, but it was even less likely that the other members of the Snow Region Brigade would have these symptoms.
They have all undergone sea training, and these conditions that may affect their combat should not occur to them.
There was no sunshine, no fresh air, and Ye Jian was unaware that the night was approaching and the day would arrive. After eating compressed biscuits for two days, he was quietly waiting to leave the cabin.
The port they arrived at was a port in a South Asian country that has been trading military weapons with our country. When the cargo ship was about to enter the port, ten members of the Snow Region Brigade came out from the bottom cabin like ghosts.
The military boots stepped on the iron sheet, making a rhythmic "thump thump" sound, so that Ye Jian, who was walking in the lower cabin, could smell the rusty dust in the air constantly drilling into his nose.
"Left, left, left, follow!" A voice so low that it could only be heard at a close distance came from the front, ordering the comrades behind to move forward quickly.
The military officer provided a blueprint of the cargo ship's bottom hold, and the ten people left one by one according to the escape routes on the blueprint.
The arms trading country we arrived at has a time difference of nearly three hours with our country. We departed from Jinshi before 4 o'clock and arrived after 4 o'clock. The domestic time is 9 o'clock in the morning, while the time here is 6 o'clock in the morning.
The delivery port is the country's military port, which is heavily guarded. The ten people coming out of the bottom cabin formed groups of three and quickly moved forward in turns to avoid the camouflage-wearing soldiers with guns.
"Four o'clock directions, three soldiers, get out of the way!"
"Four meters to the deck."
"There are soldiers patrolling on the shore with binoculars. Group C is on alert. Groups A and B move forward quickly and exchange alert positions."
They communicated using sign language throughout the process, alternating between advancing and guarding positions until all ten people had reached the rear of the freighter and completed the zipline jump into the sea.
The sea surface was covered with mist in the early morning. After entering the sea, the ten people swam from the sea surface to the shore by diving. There was a business car arranged by the embassy on the shore, and everyone's identity documents were in the car.
Ten people, all wet, got on the bus and had their identity documents checked first. Only after confirming that they were correct did they quickly change their clothes.
Ye Jian was a female soldier, and the male soldiers in the car all looked straight ahead consciously. The three male soldiers sitting in the back covered their faces with their clothes and turned their heads to look out the window until Ye Jian finished changing her clothes.
With their identification documents and plane tickets in hand, Ye Jian and Bai He were the first to enter the waiting room. They only had brief eye contact until all ten of them had boarded the plane.
The plane took off on time at 12:00 domestic time. Xia Jinyuan looked down at the time, jumped into an open jeep and said to a brown-haired and brown-eyed foreign man beside him in fluent English, "Hey, buddy, you can go and get the money."
"Are you sure it's okay? If there is a policeman, Chinese, you will be responsible for handling it yourself." The brown-eyed foreign man glanced at the Chinese man who was his partner with contempt. The Chinese man was crazy about money, and he really didn't mind if the police shot him and let him taste the feeling of being shot.
Wearing ripped jeans, motorcycle leather jacket, with a rebellious look in his eyes, Xia Jinyuan, whose whole temperament has changed drastically, is no longer a soldier, but a traditional Chinese worker who works for arms dealers of guns and ammunition and values money over life.
Faced with the deep provocation contained in contempt, Xia Jinyuan raised an eyebrow at the man who had one arm on the car door. While the other was waiting for his answer, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, drove away, leaving behind a long trail of exhaust gas.
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