Han Yan turned his head suddenly, the barrel in his hand was already aimed at the direction of the sound, but before the trigger was pulled, a hand stretched out from the sand wall, and the slender fingers were stuck in the hand he was about to pull the trigger. .
"Brother, be careful, you are carrying a real gun." With a chuckle, a person gradually emerged from the sand wall, and Han Yan's hand trembled when he exerted force. Soft, the gun has been snatched by him.
"The snake is scorched, it's too wasteful." Another person emerged from the sand beside them, and when the soldier turned his head in surprise, he took the grilled snake from his hand, smacking and sighing, While peeling off the snake's skin, he said: "I've seen it crawl a few times, and I want to roast it and eat it later. You said, if you preempt it first, it's not easy to treat it raw, and the snake will cry too. "
"Ignite the fire here, and you can see it in a radius of dozens of miles. You don't need to look for such a big target." The tip of a long gun was lightly tapped on the heads of two soldiers, and the mouths of people drilled out of the sand wall behind them There were two slaps in the middle, and laughed.
"How long have you guys been hiding here?" Throwing the handle of the gun still in his hand, Han Yan simply surrendered and asked.
"Come half an hour earlier than you guys. It's not bad for you to find that place, but don't you think it's too hot?" Meng Su sat by the campfire, watched Ying Shisan roast the snake again, and said, "If you roast it again, you'll grow old." Right? Grab two more?"
Yan Qi threw the gun back to Han Yan and said, "If you can persist for four hours, at least your endurance can be said to be the king of the strongest soldiers."
The faces of the soldiers suddenly looked a little ugly. Of course, since these people quietly emerged from the sand, their faces were already very ugly, and now they are only even uglier.
Two of the three living people were behind and the other was beside them. They didn't feel anything at all. If this was the enemy, they would have died a long time ago.
Han Yan's face was as expected, and he stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Han Yan, the leader of Team C of the Flying Leopards."
Yan Qi reached out to shake his hand, and said with a smile, "I'm Yan Qi."
Meng Su turned around and said, "Meng Su."
Throwing the snake to the original soldier who was holding it, Ying Shisan stood up and said: "I am Ying Shisan, wait a minute, I remember there is a snake nest over there, I will go and catch some more."
"Don't catch the little snake and the female snake." Yan Qi called out to his back, gestured to Han Yan, and sat down by the campfire herself, took out her long hair from under her clothes, and shook the sand. dust.
Han Yan sat next to him, watched him shaking his dusty hair, and said, "Why do you have such long hair?"
Whether it's hiding, fighting in the field, or fighting, this long hair is very obstructive, right? In other words, one of the reasons they felt disappointed at the time was that there were actually four beautiful men with long hair in that group of people.
"My wife likes it." Yan Qi pulled her hair back into a braid and stuffed it behind her clothes, pointing to the gun in his hand and said: "I heard that you are the king of guns, the gun seems to grow on your body Same, how, teach us?"
Han Yan smiled, clapped the gun in his hand and said, "I'm ashamed of what you said." Didn't you just snatch it away? This is really the first time that a gun was snatched away...
"Hehe, you don't have to worry about it. When it comes to fighting, even your fighting king can't beat me. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Come on, tell me, how did you manage to reload your gun in thirty seconds?"
"Fighting King? You mean Wang Dashan from Group A?"
Wang Dashan is very aggrieved. He is 1.85 meters tall and weighs 180 jins. He is burly but extremely agile and dexterous. He also studied with monks from Shaolin Temple since he was a child. He has never lost a martial arts competition. Unexpectedly...
Lying on the ground, after looking at this handsome man with a handsome face, a thin, tall and strong figure, but bigger and more agile than him, he said in a low voice, "I lost."
Yang Zhao stretched out his hand to pull him up, smiled, and didn't point out that he had already lost when they were surrounded by them, and said, "Accept."
"Hey! I didn't let you! I did my best!" Wang Dashan shouted.
Yang Zhao was startled, then smiled and said, "Yes, I was wrong, and I am the same, fighting hard."
Although his military strength is not as good as Ye Shiyi and the others, but in the army, he said he was second, and Zhao Yinfeng didn't dare to say first, but this man was able to fight him for half an hour, he was indeed a character.
"You are very strong! Brother!" Wang Dashan got up from the ground, patted the sand on his body, and shouted.
"My name is Yang Zhao." The other party was so open-minded, Yang Zhao couldn't help but feel the intention of making friends, and stretched out his hand.
"Wang Dashan, you can call me Dashan!" After shaking hands with Yang Zhao vigorously, Wang Dashan turned to look at Zhao Yinfeng and said, "Big man, let's fight!"
"Okay! After you rest!" Zhao Yinfeng responded briskly, seeing Wang Dashan frowning, he smiled and said: "I will not bully the tired army."
"Aren't you hungry? Come and have something to eat." He Liyingjiu and the soldiers who were subdued by them when they drilled out of the sand with an over-the-shoulder throw and pointed their guns at the muzzle were sitting by the campfire, and they were already roasting. After picking up two desert lizards, he turned around and shouted at Yang Zhao and the others.
"Brother, will you also practice with me later?" Wang Dashan followed Yang Zhao to the bonfire, looked at He Li, and felt that it was better not to bully the older ones, so he turned his head to look. Xiang Yingjiu said.
"You are not my opponent." Ying Jiu replied simply and directly.
"How do you know if you haven't played?" Wang Dashan shouted dissatisfied.
"I can't beat him either." Yang Zhao sat on the seat He Li vacated and said with a light smile.
"Then, let's try?" He looked at Ying Jiu suspiciously, seeing that Yang Zhao didn't look like he was lying, Wang Dashan decisively changed his direction, and said to He Li.
"Speaking of which, He Li, the two of us have never competed before, have we?" Zhao Yinfeng also squatted next to He Li, booing.
"I admit defeat." He Li tore a piece of meat, and said leisurely: "There's no need to compare."
"Hey, you don't bring such a thing! Back then we had three fights and we still couldn't decide the winner, let's try!" Zhao Yinfeng took the food from Yingjiu, and said to He Li unwillingly.
"What's the use of being able to fight?" He Li blinked at him, pointed his finger, and said, "This is what modern warfare pays attention to."
"By the way, there is a scheming man in your team, what's his name?" He Li's words made Yang Zhao think of something and asked, according to their plan, it should be their group who faced the Zhuge soldier king.
"You mean Zhuge Yu?" Wang Dashan sat down on the ground and said, "They were supposed to go this way, but he said that soldiers never tire of cheating, and what did he say? Judging by your actions a few days ago, you will definitely be divided into three groups. , the strength of your group should be the strongest, because you should have led soldiers and been on the battlefield, so, following Sun Bin's principle of horse racing, top against middle, middle against bottom, bottom against top, you will surely be able to win two out of three sets , so let me deal with the strongest..." After a pause, Wang Dashan slapped his thigh fiercely and shouted: "This dead Zhuge! Does it mean that we are the worst!?"