Chapter 797 and Chapter 805: Definitely next time (see monthly ticket!)

   Chapter seven and fifty-eight

  Jianhong Community, Zhang Shuo’s home.

   Put the luggage in the closet, and Li Shixin sat at the computer desk.

  After ten days of intense filming, all the plots of "Red Helmets" are finally all made up. The other people in the crew can take a short break, but he can't.

  Not for anything else, just because there are so many wailing leeks waiting to be cut, and I hope the stars and the moon will renew.

  Waiting for the computer to turn on, Li Shixin opened his mobile Weibo.

  According to the previous update rhythm, "Red Helmets" is updated every week. But this time, in order to show the climax of the plot more completely to the audience lords, and to settle the autumn accounts with Gu He, who had previously been a thorn with him, he chose to postpone the change.

  This drag is twelve days.

  Weibo has already complained.

  Reposted Gu He’s Weibo recently, and it has accumulated more than 200,000 comments in more than ten days.

  With the computing power of Li Shixin’s old machine, which went on strike several times and was sent back to the mobile phone shop for rescue, opening the comment area almost got stuck.

   But when the contents of the comment area were all unfolded in front of Li Shixin, he still couldn't help laughing.

  I don’t know when it will start, the comment area has been broken by netizens.

  There is no reminder, some are just screenshots.

  What screenshot?

  Go to Gu He's Weibo for a screenshot of Yujie!

   "@顾鹤, did you sign in Rining on 12Day!"

   "@顾鹤, another day when Ning's family tree exploded."

   "@顾鹤"

  Seeing the diss screenshots of rows of netizens, Li Shixin laughed.

   is not enough, not enough.

  You haven’t sprayed Gu He’s Weibo to close yet!

   casually clicked on Gu He's Weibo, and saw that although comments have been banned on every Weibo, there are still dynamic updates these days, and for some activities, Li Shixin raised the corners of his mouth.

  Come on, settle the account.

  Thinking, he directly took out the mobile hard disk in his jacket pocket and connected it to the computer.

  Click to upload a compressed video file inside.

  Ten minutes later, watching the video titled "The End of Red Helmets" on Li Shixin's Weibo, netizens who have been waiting for more than ten days are blown up!

   "My brothers have passed away, "Red Helmet" is directly on the final chapter!"

   "Didn’t Lord Xin say that there are seven acts before?! Why did the fifth act end directly?"

   "Fuck, it's not that Gu He's mentality was caused by Shabi, Xin Ye's mentality exploded, right?"

   "Oh, the first day you met Xinye? This old guy has always been involved in other people's mentality. When did his mentality explode?"

   "So much nonsense, I have already clicked on the video!"

   "Such an excellent work, it would be a shame if the director's mentality was affected by it."

"If it's really unfinished, I'll just hit him to death tomorrow. Then I will knock Gu He to death with a spoon, make him a kneeling statue and stand in front of the tomb of Mr. Xin! Suck, don't ask why you use the spoon to kill him, reflect. It's just a disabling addiction~"

   "Brother in front of 6666, support!"

  With a wave of online sand sculptures in the comment area, countless netizens clicked on the latest video released by Li Shixin.

  As the screen gradually lights up, a piece of orange-red disperses the shady scenes, and the plot of the fifth, sixth, and seventh acts of "Red Helmet" is shown in front of everyone;

  Received the order from the command center, Xiao Chengdong did not hesitate at all.

   Passed the water gun in his hand to a recruit beside him, and he stood up straight.

  It is difficult to distinguish the direction in a vast fire. The tongue of fire nearly 100 meters high swept everything within sight. However, based on the phantoms of the oil tanks in the fire, Xiao Chengdong quickly determined the direction of the 103 tanks.

   "Jia Hao! Jia Hao!"

   "Team Xiao, I am here!"

  Along with Xiao Chengdong's two roars, a black red helmet turned his head on the main seat of a water cannon and responded loudly.

  "The command ordered us to set up a tough team, enter the pump room near the 103 tank, and close the valve of the oil pipeline!"

  The fire everywhere is steaming the air, and the screaming from the expansion of the hot air makes the way of communication in the fire field eliminate gentleness.

  The situation of Xiao Chengdong pulling his neck and shouting made Jia Hao startled.

  It's just a moment's matter.

  He has no worries about 103 cans that have exploded twice in a row just now, and he has no worries about how to get in and out without the cover of large forces.

   immediately shouted: "Captain, what should we do if we have gone 37, 42 cans?!"

  Faced with Jia Hao’s concerns, Xiao Chengdong pursed the corners of his mouth.

  In the eyes of the strange destruction in the fire, there was a moment of mist.

  The flash of tears seemed to be complaining about the soldier in front of him-silly boy, why don't you ask how can you come back after the past?

  For the first time, in the extremely urgent fire scene, Xiao Chengdong put his hand on Jia Hao's shoulder.

"The headquarters will not ignore this situation! We have already bought more than forty minutes for the large forces. It has withstood the flow of fire in the direction of Yingbin Road, and now even if we withdraw. The headquarters can be at ten. Deploy a line of defense on the east side of 37 and 42 tanks within five minutes and guard the dangerous goods warehouse area!

  But the most critical issue now is that the three oil pipelines continue to create flowing fire. If you don't turn off these three fire sources, all the brothers can do is block the fire, and cannot put out the fire fundamentally!

  Jia Hao, brothers from the corporate fire brigade can’t go to the depths of 103 without a compressed gas tank. I need your squadron to form a tough team with me! "

   "Yes! Team Xiao! From Sky City Squadron!"

   Before Xiao Chengdong finished speaking, Jia Hao immediately turned around and yelled.

  But Xiao Chengdong stopped him.

  Looking at the accident on Jia Hao’s face, Xiao Chengdong gave a strong smile—even though the oil stain on his face made that smile not obvious.

   "You know the situation inside, don't pick new recruits."

".,it is good!"

   and Xiao Chengdong looked at each other, and Jia Hao nodded heavily.

   "Sun Yu, Gao Yingnan, Wu Baoquan, Dai Zhimin, Lan Chunkai, Yan Lei, Liang Guanjun, Qi Zhiyuan, Ma Fan"

  As Jia Hao walked to a group of team members surrounded by water cannons and water guns, they called out their names loudly. One by one, the red helmets with greasy faces and unclear faces stood out.

   "Received an order from the command center to make our squadron form a fortified group and close the oil pipeline valve at the No. 103 tank area! The one who was called will bring a water cannon and follow me!"

"Yes!"

  Amid the fire, twelve firefighters responded loudly.

  But at this moment, a discordant voice appeared.

   "Captain! Ding Lifei, the third squadron of Tiancheng No. 1 Squadron, applied to join the tough team!"

  In the direction of the sound, a figure who was slightly thin even in a fat firefighter's suit raised his head.

  But this application was immediately rejected by Jia Hao.

  "Ding Lifei, your task is to assist the brothers of the corporate fire brigade to keep the line of defense here!"

  Seeing that Ding Lifei still wanted to talk without giving up, Jia Hao shouted.

   "You bastard! The fire field is the battlefield, don’t you understand the military order?! Executing the order!"

  I was criticized by the captain, and the recruits were extremely wronged.

   "All firemen, why throw me out? Isn't it because I just joined the army? You are not afraid of death, and I am not afraid!"

  The light reflected Ding Lifei's stubborn little black face, which seemed a little funny.

  This delights the veterans who have been named.

  When passing by Ding Lifei, I don’t know who raised his head first and patted his helmet.

   "Egg!"

  "Take good care of this piece, and wait for the brothers to come back, Danzi!"

  "The hair hasn't grown even, so what can I learn from others to be a hero? Egg!"

   "Surely next time, Danzi!"

  Beep station.

  "This is the tradition of our army."

  "Our army tradition: recruits = fire!"

   "I can't cry to death?!"

  "What use do I want these three lines?!"

   "What next time? This time!"

   "Fuck. Fuck! Lao Tzu's sixth-level boss, five-year veteran white prostitute, I didn't expect that one day he would be taken out of water next time!"

   "Isn't it three consecutive? Give it to you, give it to you! We must live well, and we must come back!"

"Danzi, definitely next time!" "Danzi, next time!" "Danzi, next time!" "Danzi, next time!" "Danzi, next time!" "Danzi, next time!" "Danzi, definitely next time!" , Next time!" "Danzi, next time!" "Danzi, next time!".

  As one of the video publishing platforms of "Red Helmets", upon seeing this scene, a mountain-like barrage covered the entire screen.

  (End of this chapter)