Zhang Xiaoqiang covered his mouth and nose with his hands, squatted on the branch of the tree, squinted, and tried his best to cut all the burning things under the tree with the blade of the rat king. But it was not enough. The flames around him were very easy to clean up. Three times five divided by two was almost the same. The flames under his feet were burning on the whole tree. When they were burning, the flame heads were all up, and the temperature of the outer flame was the highest, Zhang Xiaoqiang is almost a duck on the oven.
The clothes on his body have been exposed to open fire and burned on the skin. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't care about the burning of the clothes. He squints his eyes on the tree and observes carefully through the thick smoke. Unfortunately, there are so many mutant shrimps under the tree that there is no open space.
The skin and flesh on his body are creaking with the burning fire. Zhang Xiaoqiang dare not stay any longer. He stoops to the burning bark, grabs the hot metal gun body, shakes the horn gun twice and tries to pull it out. At the moment of pulling it out, Zhang Xiaoqiang can no longer bear it. He jumps up and falls to the tree, and the place where he falls is full of shrimps.
Zhang Xiaoqiang has no choice but to jump under the tree. He has found out the nearest safety zone of the shrimp group. The only thing he has to do is to rush out of the shrimp group. The burning flames on his body quickly cover his whole body. Zhang Xiaoqiang jumps in the air and falls to the ground like a fireman.
With strong momentum, Zhang Xiaoqiang tilted his body and stretched his legs forward. At the moment of landing, he stepped on the crustacean of a prawn, and the whole mutant prawn stuck to the ground like a skateboard, sliding forward rapidly. During the sliding, Zhang Xiaoqiang pressed the excitement in his heart, tried to control the center of gravity, and firmly stepped on the change slide.
The mutant shrimp stuck to the ground ploughed deep grooves on the ground, bumped more than n of the same species, and finally embedded on the ground forever. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't stop with the mutant shrimp. With momentum, he rushed forward like a leopard.
Like kangaroo, Zhang Xiaoqiang always jumps in the mutant shrimp group and rushes out quickly under the pincers of the big shrimp. Zhang Xiaoqiang creates a miracle in the eyes of the three women. Zhang Xiaoqiang gives full play to his maximum speed. In the shrimp group, he sprints like a flash of electricity and breathes a few times. He actually rushes out a hundred meters, Far from breaking the world record, this is still in the rough road and n more variation shrimp.
After Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed out of the mutant shrimp group, he didn't stop. He just buried his head and carried a hot horn gun, jumping forward like a kangaroo. His brain was blank, and there were only two words in his heart, jumping and running.
Zhang Xiaoqiang ran to meet Yang Ke'er and ran over their sides in their burning sight. Because of his desire, Zhang Xiaoqiang developed all his extreme potential, leaving nothing but running. If no one stopped him, he would run down one by one until he was dyed into ashes by the fire.
Yuan Yi rushes out. Before she rushes out, she throws her shield at Zhang Xiaoqiang's leg bend. The rotating steel shield hits Zhang Xiaoqiang's leg bend. Zhang Xiaoqiang loses his balance, opens his hands and rushes to the ground in big characters. In an instant, Yuan Yi flashes to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, the steel knife skilfully dances on Zhang Xiaoqiang, and countless sparks and meteors scatter around, When Zhang Xiaoqiang fell heavily on the ground, all the flames on his body were cut off by the steel knife.
"Husband... Do you want to worry... Husband... How are you hurt..."
Yang Ke'er rushes to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, throws away the sword shield, pounces on Zhang Xiaoqiang, grabs Zhang Xiaoqiang's shoulder and shakes it. In the afterglow of the fire in the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't have a good piece of meat, but it's all scorched black, A lot of places are still smoking.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch"
Zhang Xiaoqiang jumps up on the ground and carefully touches the burnt skin rubbed off by Yang Ke'er '.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's image is very bad. Yuan Yi's work is very thorough. All the burning clothes on his body have been removed. Zhang Xiaoqiang only has a pair of underpants with several big holes. Where the underpants are broken, you can see the smoky and dark buttocks, and there are several fire bubbles on them.
Zhang Xiaoqiang has some willpower after all. After a few jumps, he doesn't jump any more. He inserts the horn gun on the ground, takes off the helmet on his head, hangs it on the handle of the gun, and then kicks off his shoes. It's better to stand barefoot. It's not because he's funny, it's just because the shoes and helmet are so hot in the fire that they can fry eggs.
A kettle full of water drips down from Zhang Xiaoqiang's head, along with countless burns on his back arms, through his legs and ankles to the ground. Then Zhang Xiaoqiang takes Yuan Yi's military uniform and starts to wear it, regardless of whether the exposed wound will rub on his clothes and cause inflammation and swelling. Then he picks up his gun equipment and puts it on, Finally, he buckled his helmet on his head and turned to the girls
"Let's go... Let's go meet them
Zhang Xiaoqiang ran in front with his horn gun barefoot, followed by the three women who were staring at his back. No one spoke. Their hearts were heavy. The more Zhang Xiaoqiang pretended not to care in front of them, The more they can feel the pain of Zhang Xiaoqiang, even if they are far away from the fire, they can feel the tingling and suffocation on their faces.But Zhang Xiaoqiang is equivalent to walking back and forth in the crater of the volcano. Except for his chest and crotch, there is no good skin on his whole body. It is this man who bears the burning pain and pretends nothing happened in front of them. He just doesn't want to make them worry too much, but he doesn't know that the injury is on him and the pain is in their heart.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is very upset now. The biggest pain on his body is not the hot pain, but the numbness and itching all over his body. The numbness and itching has completely oppressed the burning pain all over his body. If you can choose, Zhang Xiaoqiang would like to turn the numbness and itching on his body into the hot and stinging pain at the beginning again. It's too tormenting, and it's not as pleasant as pure pain.
Zhang Xiaoqiang had tried this feeling many times before. He thought that he had immunity. As long as he was injured, he would be able to recover from numbness and itching. Each time, the impact on him would be lower and lower. Except for the itching near the wound, there would be no discomfort in other places. This time, he was itching all over his body, whether it was the chest or the back, Whether it's the head or the sole of the foot, even his crotch.
And the crotch is the most torture him, very itchy, often itching, and embarrassed to scratch his crotch in front of a few women's face, can only bury his head in the front, bared his teeth to endure.
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked faster and faster. With the movement of Qi and blood, the numbness and itching became more and more serious. The faster he walked, the faster he walked, the more itching he was. In the end, there was no place on Zhang Xiaoqiang's body that didn't itch. Even his toes began to itch. There was no way. Zhang Xiaoqiang comforted himself. Fortunately, chrysanthemum didn't itch.
As soon as this idea flashed through his mind, he felt that it was all wrong. It seemed that before, he was thinking, fortunately, where it doesn't itch, and then that place began to itch, and then he was thinking about where it doesn't itch, so now it's all itching.
A group of people came running in front of him. Huang Quan was the leader. Looking at Huang Quan and the militia behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang forgot his numbness and itching and immediately asked:
"What's going on over there? Is there no chance of getting it back? "
Huang Quan sighed and shook his head. Several members of the search squadron around him also lowered their heads. In silence, Zhang Xiaoqiang found something wrong. Several members' faces and upper body uniforms were all splashed with blood spots, and the dense blood spots seemed to be splashed when they were spraying at close range.
"Casualties? How many? "