Chapter 136

At the moment, Cheng Chong is located on the right side of the main house, while the low firewood house with Meng Lang may be on the left side of the main house. If Cheng Chong wants to rescue his comrades in arms, he must pass through the main house. That's the only way. He has no choice and no other way.

It is impossible to swagger directly in front of the main house, because at the moment, the door of the main house is open, and there are two dark shadows shuttling back and forth in the house. If you walk directly in front of the main house at the moment, it is undoubtedly self exposure and suicide.

Moreover, not far in front of the main house is the gate of the courtyard, which is guarded by the enemy's heavy troops. The area in front of the main house is completely under the close monitoring of those heavy troops. Cheng Chong can't pass safely under the eyes of these people.

In this way, he could only touch it quietly from the back of the main house.

The width between the wall behind the main house and the surrounding wall is less than half a meter, and the window embedded in the wall behind the main house is only one meter high from the ground at most.

In other words, if he wants to pass through the back of the main house at the moment, he must pass through the narrow slit less than half a meter wide behind the main house, and his body should be as low as possible. Otherwise, once his body height exceeds the bottom of the window, he will be exposed immediately.

Once it is exposed in the narrow crevice less than half a meter wide, in which narrow space, it is difficult to advance or retreat and there is no way around. At that time, I'm afraid it will only be a live target for the enemy.

This is a difficult and dangerous road. If not, it is really possible to die for the country and Immortality in this place.

However, Cheng Chong was not moved. He thought firmly: is there less danger he has experienced along the way? Where is not difficult, where is not dangerous? Knowing that the road ahead is like this, I also go forward bravely without hesitation. Even if there is a knife mountain, a sea of fire or a boiling oil pot in front of me, I should bravely and tenaciously go on, fight on and fight to the death.

Because the brave Chinese soldiers are fearless, and the brave Chinese children are fearless.

Cheng Chong's face was cold, his eyes shrunk, and his expression was as firm as steel.

He tied his clothes as tightly as possible to prevent his loose clothes from rubbing against the wall when he passed through the narrow gap, making a sound, alerting the enemy and exposing himself.

Then he held the eagle warrior tightly in his hand, pressed his body as low as possible, and carefully touched the narrow gap. The action was as small as possible and the speed was very slow, because he deeply understood that at this time, in such a place, he could not blindly seek speed, because speed is not achieved.

In short, at this time, he was careful not to expose himself.

This is not a narrow slit of an alley at all. It is more than 20 meters long. Cheng Chong arched his back and cat's waist, moved forward very carefully and slowly. It took nearly half an hour to pass through this dangerous place in close contact with the enemy.

When he was closest to the enemy, Cheng Chong could almost hear the conversation of the two dark shadows in the main house through the low window, but he was not afraid or timid, and continued to move forward cautiously. At this time, nothing could stop him from moving forward.

However, when he walked through the narrow gap, he really felt his cold sweat. It can be seen that it was all due to his high tension and extra care just now.

Out of the narrow crack, Cheng Chong suddenly rolled forward, and his body quickly rolled to a dark corner on the side of the main house, and quickly hid and lurked. All the lights from other places were effectively avoided by him.

At this time, he had come to the left side of the main house and was very close to the door of the low firewood house. According to careful calculation, he looked like three or five meters at most.

At this distance, he was confident and confident that if he launched a sudden attack on the two unprepared armed elements, he could end the battle in a few seconds without making a loud voice and alerting others.

The action is clean and sharp, never sloppy.

Hiding in a dark corner, Cheng Chong held his breath, poked out a small half of his head, carefully observed the two militants guarding the door of the low firewood house, paid attention to their every move, did not let go, and was ready to attack quickly at any time.

At the moment, he is only quietly waiting for the best opportunity to attack, so as to attack decisively, defeat the enemy with one move, end the battle in a very short time, and give the other party no time to respond and give any early warning.

At this time, he really said: everything is ready, only owe the east wind.

However, this opportunity did not make him wait too long, just when the two militants relaxed their vigilance and turned their eyes slightly to other places.

Cheng Chong firmly grasped the fleeting opportunity, suddenly jumped out like a tiger and rushed forward at a high speed. Just when his body was still one meter away from the nearest militant, he held the right hand of the eagle warrior, probed forward at a high speed, and then drew a death arc in the void, the sharp dagger blade, He cut through the throat of the armed man very neatly.

Before the armed man could understand what had happened, he watched in horror as his blood surged out like a flood breaking the embankment, and the scarlet blood spewed out several feet away. The scene frightened him, but he had nothing to do. What's more, the severed throat made him unable to make any sound. He could only watch his blood drain out of his body and wait for death helplessly.

Because the other militant was far away, Cheng Chong quickly crossed the throat of the militant close to him with one foot, and his body soared forward. Then, after a strange turn, the extremely sharp blade of the eagle warrior quickly waved to the vital part of the other militant, and a death arc was drawn again.

The armed man also did not understand what had happened. When he heard a slight sound, he looked back in doubt and anxiety. At the moment he looked back, his raised Adam's Apple had a close contact with the sharp Eagle warrior and a death encounter.

At this time, he was also terrified. In a panic, he instinctively raised the AK47 rifle blocking frame in his hand, but it was too late. Although the AK47 rifle in his hand was raised high and the blocking frame was in front of his chest, it could not stop his blood from gushing out. After all, no gun has the function of hemostasis and wound treatment.

The two militants are not completely dead, but Cheng Chong has no time and energy to deal with them. At this time, he must seize every minute and save his comrade in arms Meng Lang as soon as possible. In this dangerous and time-consuming moment, he must do everything quickly, and the faster the better.

At the moment, he looked at the door of the firewood house at top speed, but saw that the door was not locked, and only a very ordinary iron chain was loosely hung on the door frame to prevent the door from opening freely.

Cheng rushed too late to think more, so he couldn't wait to step back from the chain, and then quickly pushed the gate in.

However, at the moment when he pushed the door in, he suddenly heard a ferocious sound of breaking drinking from the wood room, like asking the door pusher and scolding the door pusher.

As for the specific meaning, Cheng Chong didn't understand it at all.

Cheng Chong was startled. This was completely beyond his expectation. He didn't expect that there was a tight guard outside the door and someone inside the door.

However, he was nervous all the way and quickly made a correct judgment, because he couldn't understand what the other party said, and it was very similar to what the group of militants said. From the ferocious tone of the other party's speech, Cheng Chong quickly judged that the other party must be the militants of Yidong organization.

Since the other party is the enemy, the only thing to meet them is the dagger.

At the moment when the front door of the firewood house was just opened, Cheng Chong's right arm holding the dagger quickly stabbed behind the door. Then he felt the kind of flesh frustration when the dagger stabbed at the human body, and felt a warm liquid attacking the palm of his hand quickly.

Then he heard a shrill scream behind the door.

When Cheng Chong quickly opened the door to see, he saw that the dagger he was holding had completely penetrated into the chest of an armed man. Although it was bleeding, it did not hit the other party's key. The armed man's AK47 rifle had been raised high and the muzzle was moving rapidly towards him.

In other words, if Cheng Chong didn't act decisively just now and stabbed the militant in advance, he would be sure that the muzzle of the militant would have been aimed at his head.

It can be seen how timely this knife was. Although it did not directly hit the other party's key, this sudden and rapid knife disrupted the other party's defense and attack deployment. However, the armed man screamed because of the pain. Although the location of the firewood house is remote, and the shrill scream of the armed man is not too loud, it has been greatly disadvantageous to Cheng Chong, who has been hiding his actions.

However, under the tension, when he hurriedly saw that the gunman's muzzle was about to point at himself, he couldn't help being surprised. He immediately forgot the great disadvantage of the other party's scream, and then devoted himself to the fight against the gunman.

However, seeing that he took a quick step forward and waved his left hand quickly, he forcefully pushed the other party's AK47 rifle away, and then his backhand stuck the other party's index finger that could pull the trigger to prevent the other party from shooting and early warning. At the same time, the right arm holding the dagger moved forward at great speed. At such a close distance, the eagle warrior accurately cut off the other party's throat.

Almost before the gunman fell, Cheng Chong, who acted extremely quickly, grabbed his AK47 rifle and threw it aside to prevent him from struggling to pull the trigger. Then he quickly pushed him aside, and his body quickly ran in.

By this time, he had reached the point where every minute counts and there is almost no time to delay.

Because at the moment, he, because of the scream of the armed man, may have been exposed.

Cheng Chong hurried into the low wood house as quickly as possible, but when he quickly looked at the whole wood house with the help of the dim light in the wood house, he was stunned. The whole wood house was just a mess of dry firewood and some old farm tools. Where was the shadow of his comrade Meng Lang in arms in this narrow space?

At this time, Cheng Chong felt a little disappointed and even panicked. Yes, at this time, he looked at everything in front of him. He was very disappointed and nervous at the same time.

"Birdman, Birdman -"

When he was almost confused with disappointment, a familiar voice came from the inside of the firewood house, as well as the familiar title he never recognized.

Hearing the voice and the title, Cheng Chong was extremely disappointed and excited. But when he followed the prestige, he saw that behind a pile of shoulder high firewood, there was a door and a small room, which was just covered by the shoulder high firewood.

And there was no light in the small house. Cheng Chong was in an extremely tense hurry, so he ignored the existence of this small room. It was reasonable and excusable.

Cheng Chong quickly removed the pile of firewood blocked at the door and rushed into the small room excitedly. However, when he looked carefully in the extremely dim light, he was surprised by the scene in front of him again.

Because in the small room with extremely dim light, there are two people, and the two people are tied to different columns in reverse. One of them is Meng Lang, and the other is too far away to see clearly. Naturally, it is even more impossible to distinguish.

What happened? Are there any other comrades in arms captured?

Cheng Chong, who was urgent and excited, had no time to think more, so he quickly cut the rope tied to Meng Lang with a knife and quickly rescued Meng Lang.

However, at the moment when the rope was cut off, Meng Lang fell down softly because he lost the strength of the rope binding.

"What's the matter? Meng Lang, don't scare me!" Cheng Chong was shocked and hurriedly helped Meng Lang up. Meng Lang asked with concern.

"I, I'm hurt -" Meng Lang sighed and said.

It turned out that the group of lunatic militants stabbed Meng Lang's injured right ankle. At the moment, his right leg is completely useless.

As the saying goes, he who sprinkles salt on others' wounds is a bad man and a wicked man, but what kind of man should he be who stabs others' wounds? What kind of words should be used to describe it? And this is only their most commonly used means, and even the most merciful means. Their sometimes cruel means have long been terrible and heinous.

They do everything. They don't even belong to human beings for a long time.

Damn militants, damn Iraqi extremist organizations, even if they die, they are not enough to atone for their sins. They are the cancer of all mankind and the common enemy of all peace loving people.

At the same time, I think of the cruel scene of the group of militants killing the border people.

Cheng Chong was angry, completely angry.

He stared at his blood red eyes angrily, clenched his steel teeth, cocked up the corners of his mouth, and constantly blew cold air out. Suddenly, a cold and powerful murderous gas poured out, enveloping almost everything around him, like eternal frost.

His comrade Meng Lang was injured and was injured again!

Cheng Chong believes that Meng Lang was hurt entirely for him, and Meng Lang is suffering for him.

"I'm fine! I can stand up." Meng Lang, who was also extremely strong, clenched his teeth, pushed away into a rush, relying on his left foot to stand up hard.

Then Meng Lang glanced at the bound man inside and said to Cheng Chong in a low voice, "go and cut the rope on the old man! He said he knew you -"

"Know me?" Cheng Chong's mind suddenly gave birth to a capital question. He was stunned and his face was full of doubts.

He knows me? Or an old man, then, who would he be?