Now, it is estimated that some of this eliminated stuff can be seen in TV dramas, but it is already a good equipment in Africa. It was found by Hou Dasheng from a corpse, which is definitely not comparable to his former breathable lightweight helmet, but it is better than talking.
It was at this time that Hou Dacheng slowly got up. Suddenly, he pointed a gun at the corner of the trench, which was "bang bang". Just as his gun was instantaneous, a Grenade was suddenly lost. Hou Dacheng’s pupil suddenly shrank and his legs suddenly made a force. The whole person suddenly burst back and fell down.
"Bang" Hou Dasheng felt that his head was ringing. Without this helmet, it is estimated that the whole head would have to be knocked into a sieve. air billow also collided with Hou Dasheng, who had just carried the explosion. Hou Dasheng could not keep his ears buzzing.
Without hesitation, Hou Dacheng drew a pistol and looked at the trench. That place was "bang bang bang". At this time, Hou Dacheng’s daily training played a huge role. He didn’t go to see it. With the impression that he actually hit the blunt Han with three shots.
According to the gun rushed through the trench corner Han stuffy hum a pair of Hou Dacheng position is "pop" two shots, and then the whole people just fell to the ground behind Mata, someone dragged him to retreat to Hou Dacheng also issued a stuffy hum, and he was hit in the back again.
Struggling to roll up Hou Dacheng bite a tooth, pull out two grenades and throw them out directly.
"Boom" a violent explosion through the explosion smoke Hou Dacheng solicitation choking towards the trench corner, he struggled to live for a chance suddenly a figure suddenly came from the top.
Hou Dacheng felt that there was a strong wind behind him, and he didn’t even think about it. One side is a kick. This is his reaction. It is his instantaneous muscle reaction from killing and exercising. When he lay on his side, Hou Dacheng saw a Chinese face with thick oil paint and a ferocious face.
One foot sideways just avoided his kick. At the same time, Hou Dacheng’s leg, like iron whip’s, drove him to raise my hand and block it, but he heard a "bang" rumbling. Hou Dacheng’s foot was blocked. If it is usual, Hou Dacheng’s foot can definitely kick the other side over.
However, at this time, he experienced a fierce battle first, and then he was injured all over and lost too much blood. This led to that the foot did not reach the level he should have reached at ordinary times, although the angle and speed were all up, but the strength was worse than one.
This leads to the fact that even if the other party was kicked by Hou Dacheng, he punched Hou Dasheng in the blink backhand and flashed his hand in the blink of an eye, raising his hand and hitting the elbow joint of the other party.
"Bang" Hou Dasheng got a bang, which made his head buzzing, but the other party also snorted and then stepped back several steps. Hou Dasheng raised his hand and went to draw a pistol, but the other party was faster than him, only to see that Han suddenly jumped out of the front and punched straight at Hou Dasheng’s throat.
Hou Dacheng pushed back and got up and jumped back. At the same time, the gun in his hand was instantly drawn out. It was at this time that he saw a smile on the other person’s face. Hou Dacheng suddenly took a heart and turned to the other person’s hand. He held the gunman’s finger and resisted the trigger.
At the same time, this Han conveniently punched Hou Dacheng Barton again, and Hou Dacheng felt the whole world was in darkness. At the same time, Hou Dacheng knew that his pistol had been taken away by the other party, and he was really dead this time.
"Burst" Hou Dacheng fell to the ground and smiled bitterly. Is Hou Dacheng’s sigh going to end after all?
"You are so proud," the man across the street whispered in English. "You are the most difficult opponent I have ever seen. Of course, you won’t die for the time being. Don’t resist. What you have to do now is to treat it. If you drag it, you will really die."
Hou Dacheng made a "ha ha" sound in his mouth. He "ding" pulled his hand, and the thunder "roared". At this moment, Hou Dacheng did his best and his last willpower suddenly rushed towards this Han.
"Fake" across the Han suddenly became a needle-shaped pupil. At this time, he didn’t panic like others to choose a gun in his hand, because at this moment, he still maintained enough reason and calm, and he knew very well that he didn’t do so.
He didn’t choose to lie down because he knew that even if he was lying down at such a close distance, there would be no violent explosion that would engulf him, and even if he didn’t die, he would be blown into disability. He made a Hou Dacheng and was extremely surprised that he didn’t retreat, but rushed directly at Hou Dacheng.
Suddenly, the two men were directly put together. "Bang!" Hou Dacheng snorted, and then he felt that his hand Grenade was grabbed by people. But at this time, he had no strength to make a counterattack, and the other party directly took him away. The Grenade was suddenly thrown out.
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Then he grabbed Hou Dacheng’s body and slammed into the trench wall. At this time, Hou Dacheng clearly saw the man’s face. Even though he was painted with thick oil, Hou Dacheng also clearly saw his face. This is a white male in his thirties, and then Hou Dacheng passed out with a smile on his mouth.
It was at this time that the Grenade exploded and sounded "bang"
Chapter three hundred and fifty-five Alive
I don’t know how long it will take, maybe a day or a century. Hou Dasheng feels trapped in the darkness. There is nothing in the darkness. Those who used to have pictures flashing in front of him are as big as Xiong Dabo when they were young.
When I was six years old, the mountain was chased by wolves, and my uncle came out, but he downplayed the fact that the horse Hou Dacheng looked terrible with one punch. When the picture turned, Hou Dacheng saw the smiling uncle, put himself in the medicine bath bucket and carried it out to soak himself for a while.
Hou Dacheng seems to see himself wandering around the mountains with the old hunters and hunting in the mountains with his uncle’s comrades. Among those old soldiers, Hou Dacheng saw Lu Song, who was not fat at that time. At that time, Lu Song was like a huge bear.
He grinned so much that Hou Dacheng also saw what uncle was reprimanding Liu Song in the picture.
"Damn, the blood pressure is too low, I need to give him blood transfusion or he will die." Hou Dasheng’s ears rang with exclamations, but Hou Dasheng couldn’t even open his eyes at this time. The other party said that English was the language that Hou Dasheng knew, but Hou Dasheng couldn’t respond to it.
After hearing this sentence, Hou Dasheng once again fell into the darkness. Everything was dark. Hou Dasheng didn’t even feel it. It was a kind of silence, a kind of suffocating and desperate silence. You didn’t feel yourself in silence, but you just knew it.
When Hou Dasheng regained consciousness, he felt that he was bumping, which seemed to be in a car and a group of white coats were constantly stopping bleeding from his wounds.
"Damn it, how did those damn jackals find us, asshole? We’ve already lost 20 people. We shouldn’t have taken Snow Fox in, let alone listened to him go after jackals." Hou Dasheng didn’t see anyone, but he clearly felt that he was still alive.
And the man who spoke was familiar to him, the white man who threw his Grenade away.
"Captain, what should we do with this wounded man? Wouldn’t it be better to throw him away?" Hou Dasheng heard a man speak English. Soon Hou Dasheng heard the captain’s voice again. "You and I don’t want to know the information about the family members of jackals who have withdrawn to France. Those are the things we have to get."
After a pause, Hou Dasheng went into a coma again. He didn’t hear the words. "These damn jackals have a lot of energy. Now there are people talking to them in Washington. Now we are under great pressure. We must find out as soon as possible to let jackals talk to us."
Hou Dasheng fell into the darkness again. This time, he lost all consciousness. Sometimes he will wake up for a short time, but soon he will pass out again. But when he wakes up, he is always in the middle of the road, sometimes it is a car, sometimes a transport plane or even the trunk of a truck.
I don’t know how long it took Hou Dacheng to feel that his eyes seemed to have been stabbed by a yellow light, which made the whole person regain consciousness at once. At this time, he felt that his body seemed to be broken and painful everywhere. He almost fainted, but he still gritted his teeth and opened his eyes.
When Hou Dacheng was completely awake, he found himself in a room that looked like an intensive care unit. Several big men in black suits sat on the bed and looked at himself. Hou Dacheng glanced at a white coat with a hand on the bed. This is not a big room. There were seven people.
Four strong men in black, a doctor and two women who look like nurses.
"I’m still alive." Hou Dacheng struggled to say the first sentence. Just after he finished speaking, he felt that his voice was very dry. "Cough!" When he coughed, the nurse quickly sent a glass of water to his mouth for Hou Dacheng to drink slowly.