Chapter 1691

Zhang Xiaoqiang drags Paul to the ground heavily. The huge shock makes him almost spit out a mouthful of blood. His five internal organs are tangled in the vibration. The bloody smell from his mouth stimulates his taste buds. All around him are falling fragments and burning fragments. The fire spreads slowly around them, and the thick black smoke blocks them from other planes.

Paul has fainted. Seeing the bone on his thigh, he knows that this excellent pilot is in bad condition. If he can't be rescued, only the blood from the wound torn by the bone will kill him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang spits out the blood foam in his mouth, hangs the g36 rifle around his neck, twists the box in one hand, grabs Paul's collar in the other hand, and drags him to burn the vegetation in front of him, revealing the well with the black hole. Zhang Xiaoqiang can no longer manage the plane in the sky,

Just now he had an idea. He smashed the window with the rat blade and pulled out Paul, By the way, he also took back the box and used the exploding plane as a cover to fall to the ground. It's God's blessing that he will not die. That is to say, he has already had experience in falling from high altitude and can borrow all kinds of things as a stepping stone. Otherwise, he and Paul should become charred corpses together with the plane.

Dragging Paul to the dry well, there was no drop of water in it. The dry sand was stained with a layer of black ash, and the distance of three meters was not so insurmountable. Zhang Xiaoqiang first dropped the big box, then tore open Paul's collar to make his neck less constrained. After feeding him the last life saving pill, he put on the respirator on his flying helmet again, He tore open Paul's trouser legs, which were drenched with blood, made a simple treatment, and then dragged him into the dry well.

Sitting in the dry well, Zhang Xiaoqiang breathed a long sigh of relief. The sky at the wellhead was dyed black by thick smoke. Helicopter after helicopter flew over. Seeing the last ferocious mourner flying by, Zhang Xiaoqiang began to insist on his equipment.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know how many rifles he had broken, so he didn't care. But now he is the only thing that can do harm to helicopters. Besides, he has only a type 92 pistol, two rat blades and a spare saber, which is not enough for the 12 helicopters.

If he can, Zhang Xiaoqiang can hide in this dry well until the new era leaves, but this is his territory. He doesn't know what it means to have so many planes here, and they haven't received the alarm from the base. Is there something wrong? With unconventional weapons in hand in the new era, who knows what kind of damage it can cause?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang turns to see the big box around him. The titanium alloy metal box is the same material as the arm guard he saw on youyinhua. This arm guard, combined with the technology of the new era, has evolved into a multi-functional device integrating communication, weapons, personal terminals and protection.

A small arm guard has so many functions, such a big box, isn't it? Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang fumbled for the cold texture of the box. There was a little green light on the box. After the code lock of the box was opened, it didn't close. Zhang Xiaoqiang started it easily. When he opened the box, he was temporarily depressed. He saw a lot of fission pistol ammunition, but these ammunition were useless to him.

Then he saw a lot of potions. He didn't know what they were, but he guessed that they were all antidotes. That is to say, Zhuo Mingyue found the biggest secret of the supply base by mistake.

Seeing these things, Zhang Xiaoqiang has mixed feelings. The value of these things allows him to destroy all the youyinhua and the new era regular legions. In the new era, in order to control the force, high-level kidnapping is carried out and the lives of those officers are tied with them. It seems very safe, but in fact, it is the biggest hidden danger. People are selfish, Once their lives are threatened, they don't care whether they want to put the interests of the organization first or not.

As long as he has solved the secret of the antidote, he will be able to plot against the new era legions in the whole Asian region. At that time, the foundation of the new era in the Asian region will completely collapse. There is no need to send a large army to attack. Knowing that he can reach a consensus and form an alliance with the upper echelons of those legions, the new era will never be able to obtain China's every plant.

It's just that these things are wonderful fantasies in the future. He has to go back to reality. In the new era, he has sent a half squadron of mourners' helicopters in his heart. If he guesses correctly, these helicopters will be the only armed mourners' helicopters left in the whole Asian region.

The layers were opened by Zhang Xiaoqiang. At last, he saw the crack rifle lying on the bottom layer. Zhang Xiaoqiang had never seen this rifle before. He picked up the single lens beside the rifle and stuck it in his right eye. Zhang Xiaoqiang was dazed by countless subtitles.

He is not Zhuo Mingyue. He can get some knowledge from other people's minds. These foreign subtitles are like a Book of heaven to him. Just when he couldn't help taking them down, the subtitles suddenly changed into Chinese. The first line is a brief introduction to the functions of the rifle.I don't know who has input subtitles into this multi-functional terminal, but Zhang Xiaoqiang can remember the structure and function of this rifle in detail at a glance, followed by the introduction of this personal terminal. This humble terminal is also amazing. It can not only form a linkage with the cracking rifle, but also be used as a aiming glass, integrating communication, infrared, night vision and IFF, It's a simplified version of a multifunctional helmet.

Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the crystal cylinder and stuck it into the magazine. He suddenly had some confidence that this rifle could spot and fire continuously, which was much better than the original cracking gun with only one shot. After he closed the box, he got up and looked at the unconscious Paul, put on his g36 rifle and ran out.

Just at the outcrop of the dry well, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the planes circling in the sky. Twelve planes were cruising over the forest burning in the sea of fire. From time to time, they lowered their fuselage and searched downward. Paul's attack had no effect at all. At least the target of the fleet was trapped by the fire, so that the helicopter could not rescue the people.

The grass around the dry well was burnt black. At the root close to the ground, countless sparks were slowly flashing, sometimes turned into flames to burn again, sometimes extinguished, emitting a wisp of smoke.

A sound of knowing the rope came in the fierce fire. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a thing covered with black ash crawling towards him. When he looked at the crescent moon like head, he immediately recognized that it was the little beetle he had found from Zhuoming moon camp?

The beetle was taken good care of by Zhuo Mingyue and some other mutant animals. When it got on the plane, it was oily and shiny, and its shell was like delicate glass, with gold and purple as the bottom, emitting colorful light. But now, the beetle wrapped in black ash is more like a big dung shell.

The beetle is not blindly crawling, but straight to Zhang Xiaoqiang, the speed is not slow, three or two down to the tip of Zhang Xiaoqiang's nose, raise the mouth of his jaw, as if to say hello, then jump to Zhang Xiaoqiang's back, along with his body to climb down the dry well, squatting between the box and Paul motionless.

"Damn it, it's fine..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded secretly. With his legs strong, he jumped out of the well and rolled around on the burning ground. Then he raised his gun and aimed around, surrounded by flames and thick smoke. The helicopter in the sky was only hovering in the burning woods, and the black smoke was twisted into pieces by spiral oars around the fuselage.

Seeing that there was not much movement around him, Zhang Xiaoqiang fumbled carefully towards the woods. Then he took all kinds of cover and endured the smoke and fire in the sea of fire. When he approached the buildings that had been destroyed before, he saw a rollover SUV. The SUV was very common. The paint on its shell was scratched and rusted, as well as on the broken glass, Layers of dust darken it.

What attracted Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention was several boxes rolled out of the car door. One of the black iron boxes was opened, and several white individual air-to-air missiles were scattered around, about to be burned by the spreading flames.

Zhang Xiaoqiang bent over and rushed to the other side. He opened the iron boxes one by one. There were round headed steel tube injections, crystal like chemicals, bullet clips, various types of hand grenades, small and strange bombs, and strong incendiary agents that Zhang Xiaoqiang was familiar with.

Zhang Xiaoqiang searched all the boxes, including those stuck in the car, but there was no single soldier missile launching system in his imagination. All the boxes were ammunition, living materials and medical reagents