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Trains are speeding day and night to transport residents to the south, while oil workers and PLA soldiers are racing against time to rescue the equipment. Before the Soviet bombers come, the PLA will take back all the things that can be transported. One day, the oil field in the city will be taken back, and these equipment will be dispatched again! Workers and soldiers shouted slogans, lifted heavy equipment to the car with their shoulders on top, and the train full of equipment and personnel slowly accelerated and rumbled as if unwilling to roar.
In the distance, the alarm suddenly sounded sharp and long, and people’s hearts were almost cracked. Cao Bin, the head of the 12th regiment of the Sixth Militia Division, commanded the scene and wiped his dirty hands with a sweat. "Mom is coming again! Evacuate and evacuate into fortifications! " He is very annoyed with…
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"Zheng … Zheng Lao"
Familiarity with her face made her feel a little loose, and she realized that her voice was extremely hoarse and her whole body was more painful than that. "What did you meet?" Zheng Lao frowned. "I rushed over when I received your message, but I was lucky to go there, or you might have been…
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"What? Are there too few aliens or something else? "
"I don’t know," Romon shook his head. "It’s been like this since I recovered …" Two people were chatting one build what did not build, and a bug man suddenly rushed in. "Boss, the situation is not right. The enemy is approaching." Romon immediately looked at the alien. "No, it wasn’t him … The horse…
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For a moment, Gu Qingshan’s figure disappeared and suddenly appeared in the circle.
The Falun Gong sensed his intrusion and immediately burst into a flash of light to send out a warning signal. Gu Qingshan is thoughtful. It seems that shrinking to an inch can still trigger the defense of the circle, although it can enter the circle. Gu Qingshan eyeing the rock wall a fist-sized rock sword…
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Wing clan’s proudest speed was displayed by Wing Tian, and he soon appeared in front of the human fighters.
"poof!" Followed by a sharp knife into the body sound. "poof! You! " Human fighters suddenly spit out one mouthful blood, and the whole body trembled, and the body was bent by severe pain and began to bleed. He opened his eyes wide and couldn’t believe it. He looked at him face to face and…
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Wu Moulin is also a handsome thief with a smile, so I can always see something obscene in his thief smile.
I pushed the door and entered to let Zhang Chong, who was taking stock, look up and say hello to me. Zhang Chong’s shift ended and Zhang Chong’s shift began. I have no problem with Wu mourning not leaving the convenience store. Not to mention that Wu Mourning is the owner of the convenience store…
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