The black spear pointed to the throat of Huangquan, and the skin on the larynx was deeply depressed with the spear tip. The carbon powder on the surface of the tip of the carbonized tip burned a black on his neck. The carbon marks, Huang Quan's dizziness is not why the spear stopped, just now that I really want his life.

Lying on the ground, Huang Quan stared like a statue, staring at the scented wooden spear under the eyelids. On the neckline of his throat, two collars with five-pointed stars and wheat ears embedded in the collar. In the sun shining golden halo, on his shoulder, the two shoulders of a bar and a star silently told the attacker his identity, the active PLA officers.

Huang Quan naturally did not know that his military status saved his life. Just when he repented that he was not a prisoner, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also repenting.

He squatted on the ground constantly checking the equipment of his own body, the desert eagle, ignoring, the nine-five rifle bayonet, ignoring, the rat king blade, directly ignored, and finally Zhang Xiaoqiang did not receive any paper-related things on his body.

How can I wipe my **** without paper? This is a very tangled problem. Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang was worried and worried, a few stones lying in front of him seemed to be smooth, which caught his attention.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was languid, walked around the giant stone and walked back. Before he ran, he was alive and kicking. Now when he walks to the military vehicle, he is downcast. One is because the diarrhea is hurt, and the other is that he always feels Very unnatural, my heart is always weird, there is always a feeling of not cleaning my ass.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is entangled in the problem of wiping the cleansed butt, and naturally he has no intention to see if the person sitting in the cab is Huang Quan. Similarly, there are some large dead leaves on the roadside that are obviously not small shrubs. Did not attract his attention.

"I know, I know that it will be like this. I know that it is dead to eat indiscriminately, Yang Keer, you wait, I can't spare you..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang whispered as he whispered, thinking about the military vehicle walking, pulling the door with one hand and pulling the door, the door did not move, he looked up at the yellow spring in the car, the more he saw a A man in a military uniform with a black smoky face made a grimace at him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's 'brush' pulled out the pistol and just lifted it up. A sharp wooden spear in the grass behind him slammed his right hand to the gun. Zhang Xiaoqiang twisted his right foot and squatted with the side of the wooden spear. On the top, between the electric fire and the snake, the hard wooden spear was cut off by one foot.

The right foot in the air was not recovered, and three figures suddenly appeared on the side of the body. The figure did not hold the spear but slammed his arms straight to him. Obviously these people wanted to catch the living. At the moment when Zhang Xiaoqiang took back his right foot, the three men had already rushed to the front, and one jumped up and flew down. The two men accelerated again and left to the right.

Zhang Xiaoqiang squatted and let the guy who jumped up, then held his hands on the ground, his right foot rubbed against the ground and forced a large arc, and a sweeping leg swept the two people around him on the ground, "Touching" A burst of dust rose, and the guy who was throwing the air fell to the ground.

"Yeah········································································································ The spear rushed out of the bushes...·········

Zhang Xiaoqiang held a pistol with these plants and black smoke to cover a dozen pairs of faces that could not see the face. Under his feet were three guys who wanted to catch him. The result was that Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn’t stand, in Zhang Xiaoqiang. In the distance, a person who was also dressed up looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in a daze with a broken half-length spear.

"Let's put down the weapon..." Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed at a dozen people with a pistol, and wanted to pass them all over the mouth. The psychological still secretly threatened Huang Quan's life and death. It was a talent capable of operating high-tech weapons. In Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart, Such a talent can top ten ordinary players. If they really kill Huang Quan, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not mind letting these people be buried with Huang Quan.

"Don't let go of the broken stuff in your hands?" Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that these people were still holding them with these little wooden sticks, one foot on the back of a person's back, along with his right foot. Force, the people at his feet couldn't help but make a more boring.

"Stop, or I will kill him." A crisp female voice came, and then a person who made up his own makeup into a dead tree dragged his hands and was tied back to Huang Quan to the group.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at them and looked at them. Huang Quan was wearing a white shirt on his upper body. The two furry thighs were bare underneath. He was trapped by a hemp rope and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang always going to his own. A lot of half-length, could not help but reveal a smile.

The person around him pointed a 92-gun pistol at his head. This pistol was obviously the weapon of Huang Quan. When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that Huang Quan had nothing to do, he did not care for him. Go back and calculate it with him.

"I don't care who you are, now you are captured by me~lightnovelpub.net~ put down your arms and wait for arrangements."

Zhang Xiaoqiang said proudly to a dozen people in front of him. He said that he took his foot off the person who was stepped on. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the identity of these people. They were all women, not a man, because they were upset because Huang Quan’s life and death did not pay too much attention. Now Huang Quan is safe and innocent.

"Haha joke, you didn't see your buddy in my hand..."

"Let's shoot, I will give you a courage to open. Do you know what it is to kill the active servicemen?" Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in a hurry. These women must be the aborigines of this piece. They have never seen too many markets. The fear of the country is even more so than the uneasiness of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The woman holding the 92-type pistol was stunned by Zhang Xiaoqiang. She moved the gun from Huang Quan’s head and pointed it at Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Throw your gun away, or I will shoot. ········"

Seeing that the woman pointed her pistol at herself, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn’t help but laugh. At the moment when the woman turned the gun, the eye-catching Zhang Xiaoqiang clearly saw that the 92-type pistol didn’t even open the insurance. Can you kill someone?

The woman holding the pistol was stunned by Zhang Xiaoqiang’s move. The opposite Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that she turned the muzzle and was not nervous. Instead, she took the big scary pistol back and then carried it in her shoulder bag. Pulling out a round thing against her.

"Haha, know what this is? You can't understand it. It's a grenade. It's the kind of thing that kills a big piece when you throw it out in the movie. Haha, you said that if I throw it out, I will kill a few." ····” Zhang Xiaoqiang held the attack grenade in his hand to scare the women.

"You·you are deceiving, the grenades in the movie are all brought, it is not the thing in your hand, you want to scare us..."