The black spear tip is dead against the throat of huangquan. The skin on the throat is deeply sunk with the force of the spear tip. The carbon powder on the surface of the hair tip carbonized by the burning fire prints a black carbon mark on his neck. The reason why huangquan is dizzy is not why the spear stops. Just now, he really wants his life.
Lying on the ground, Huang Quan stares at the wooden spear with scorching smell under his eyelids like a statue. At the neckline beside his throat, two five pointed star and ear of wheat badges embedded in his collar are shining with golden halo in the sun. On his shoulder, two badges with one pole and one star silently tell the attacker his identity, which is an active PLA officer.
Of course, Huang Quan didn't know his military identity and saved his life. Just as he was regretting whether he was a prisoner or not, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also regretting.
He squatted on the ground, constantly checking his own equipment, desert eagle, ignore, Type 95 Rifle Bayonet, ignore, rat King blade, directly ignore. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not encounter anything related to paper.
How can I wipe my ass without paper? This is a very puzzling problem. Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang looked around anxiously, several smooth stones lying in front of him attracted his attention.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, with a dispirited look, walked back around the huge rock. Before, he was lively when he ran over, but now he was dejected when he walked to the military vehicle. One reason was that he had diarrhea, and the other one was that he always felt very unnatural. He always felt strange and had a strange feeling that he didn't wipe his bottom clean.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is struggling with the problem of wiping his buttocks. Naturally, he has no mind to see if the person sitting in the cab is a yellow spring. Similarly, there are some large dead leaves on the roadside that obviously can't grow out of small shrubs, and they can't attract his attention.
"I knew it, I knew it would be like this, I knew it would kill people if I ate indiscriminately, Yang Ke'er, you wait, I can't spare you ·"
Zhang Xiaoqiang murmured to himself, thinking that the military vehicle was going. He was about to pull the door open with one hand holding the door button, but the door was not moving. He looked up at the spring in the car, The more I saw a man in a military uniform with a face black with soot, the more I made a face at him.
Zhang Xiaoqiang pulls out his pistol and just raises it. In the grass behind him, a sharp wooden spear thrusts at his right hand. Zhang Xiaoqiang twists his right foot and puts it on the spear with his side turning body. Between the electric light and fire snakes, the hard wooden spear is broken by one foot.
Before Zhang Xiaoqiang's right foot was taken back, three figures suddenly came to his side. Instead of holding a spear, they sprang straight at him with open arms. It was obvious that these people wanted to catch him alive. Sooner or later, when Zhang Xiaoqiang took back his right foot, the three of them had already jumped in front of him. One of them jumped up and jumped down in the air, and the two of them accelerated to encircle him.
Zhang Xiaoqiang lowered himself to let the guy who jumped up, then supported the ground with both hands, rubbed his right foot against the ground and drew a big arc. A sweeping leg swept the two people around him to the ground. A burst of flying dust raised, and the guy fell on the ground.
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Zhang Xiaoqiang, holding a pistol, confronts more than a dozen people whose faces are obscured by plants and smoke, At his feet were three guys who wanted to catch him alive. As a result, he was kicked by Zhang Xiaoqiang and couldn't stand up. Not far away from Zhang Xiaoqiang, a man in the same dress looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in a daze, holding a long spear which was broken into half.
"Put down your arms... Zhang Xiaoqiang points a pistol at a dozen people and gives them an ultimatum. He is still nervous about the life and death of Huang Quan. He is a talent who can operate high-tech weapons. In Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind, such a talent can hold up to ten ordinary players. If they really kill Huang Quan, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't mind having these people buried with him.
"Put down the junk in your hands, do you hear me?" Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that these people were still holding these sticks against him, stepping on a person's back beside his feet. With his right foot exerting force, the people at his feet could not help but emit a more stuffy hum.
"Stop, or I'll kill him." A clear female voice came, and then a man who made up himself as a dead tree dragged his hands to the back of the crowd.
Zhang Xiaoqiang squints and looks at them. Huang Quan's upper body is wearing a white shirt, and his bare two hairy thighs are exposed below. He is trapped by a piece of hemp rope. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang is always going to his lower body, he can't help but show a bitter smile.
The man beside him pointed a type 92 pistol at his head, which was obviously the weapon of Huang Quan. Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored Huang Quan when he saw that he had nothing to do, so he went back to settle the accounts with him."I don't care who you are. Now you are captured by me. Put down your arms and wait for the arrangement."
Zhang Xiaoqiang said to more than a dozen people in front of him with a proud face. After that, he took his feet off the person who had been trampled on. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the identity of these people. They were all women and no man. Before, he didn't pay much attention to Huang Quan's life and death because he was upset. Now Huang Quan is safe and sound, so he can look at them carefully.
"Ha ha... Joke, don't you see your partner is in my hands too..."
"Shoot. I'll give you the courage to shoot. Do you know the crime of killing an active soldier?" Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in a hurry. These women must be the indigenous people in this area. They have not seen much of the market, and they are more afraid of the country than Zhang Xiaoqiang.
The woman with the type 92 pistol was stunned by what Zhang Xiaoqiang said. She moved the muzzle of the pistol away from Huang Quan's head and aimed at Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Throw your gun away, or I'll shoot..."
Seeing that the woman aimed the pistol at him, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help laughing. At the moment when the woman turned the gun, Zhang Xiaoqiang clearly saw that the type 92 pistol didn't even open the insurance. Can this thing kill people?
The woman holding the pistol was stunned by Zhang Xiaoqiang's action. When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw her turning the muzzle, she was not nervous. Instead, she took back the big and frightening pistol, and then took out a round thing from her shoulder bag to face her.
"Ha ha, do you know what this is? You can't understand it. It's a hand grenade. It's the kind of thing in the movie that kills a large area as soon as I throw it out. Ha ha, you say that if I throw it out, it will kill several... Zhang Xiaoqiang frightens these women with the offensive hand grenade in his hand.
"You... You're deceiving. The grenades in the movies are all with handles. They're not the ones you have. You want to scare us" you're a lia