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.
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