The wild cat followed the steps of the arctic fox and gradually retreated from behind the tree trunk to the depths of the jungle. If given the opportunity, the wild cat at this time might choose to find another way, but in this complex jungle environment, there are still few enemies. , So that the wild cat had to accept the reality in front of him, like a dog skin plaster, clinging to the arctic fox.
"Saber, God, little soldier, how are you doing?"
Ye Fox roared towards Jiang Minghao and the others from a distance. The anxious voice was like a homing pigeon, flying towards Jiang Minghao and the others, listening to Wei Debing panting heavily while raising his head towards the sky. While laughing haha, he replied:
"Haha······························································. The fox skin..."
When Ye Hu heard the ruthless words from Wei Debing, his whole body was shocked. From Wei Debing’s words repeatedly, he felt a violent aura and harsh murderous aura, causing him to shrink his head involuntarily, and muttering in his mouth. Language:
"My grass, is this little soldier crazy? After a battle, he became so bloody and violent?"
But then, Ye Hu’s mind flashed the middle sentence of Wei Debing, that is, "If Jiang Minghao and Wu Tian are three long and two short", this sentence is like a thorn in the bottom of his heart, especially when he sees it. In the distance, the figure who was already motionless in a pool of blood, with blood still in his mouth, was obviously Jiang Minghao, he immediately flashed away, showed his lightness, and ran towards Jiang Minghao.
"Hey, Jiang Minghao, your kid is Cheetah's son, won't he die so easily?"
Ye Fox was holding Jiang Minghao while inspecting his injury. He saw that the camouflage on Jiang Minghao's body was covered with blood everywhere, and he couldn't tell the exact location of the wound. At this moment, Jiang Minghao could not tell. In a word, but his trembling right hand turned out to be like a compass, no matter how Ye Hu turned to check his body, he always pointed in one direction.
"Cold Fox!"
At this moment, Zhou Miao, who had just arrived, seemed to see some clues. He stared at Jiang Minghao's pointing finger, and asked suspiciously:
"Have you noticed that the saber's hand always seems to point in one direction?"
"Hand?" Ye Fox looked at Jiang Minghao's right hand and finally reacted. When he looked along the direction of Jiang Minghao's fingers, he found that the place where Jiang Minghao's hand was pointing was just a piece of soil that was almost destroyed by cannonballs. On the hill, and on this small mound, Xue Linlin's right hand was holding a self-defense pistol, shaking like chaff.
"Be careful! There is an ambush over there!"
This was Ye Hu's first reaction at the time, and he unconsciously said this sentence in his mouth, making Zhou Miao, who had just arrived, and the others instantly became nervous. They were all loaded with guns and live ammunition, ready to move towards the people on the mound. The right hand fired, but at this moment, Wei Debing's voice came again:
"Don't shoot, yourself!"
Wei Debing didn't have time to make any explanation, and shouted directly at Zhou Miao and the others, and when Zhou Miao and the others heard Wei Debing's words, their right index finger of the trigger that had been hooked down instantly bounced off the trigger.
"Da da da···········"
The muzzle of the AK-47 in Zhou Miao's hand flickered, and a series of bullets came out, and they were about to shoot out toward the right hand on the small mound.
But at this critical moment, Zhou Miao's left hand that was dragging the butt of the rifle suddenly yanked and pressed down the muzzle of the AK-47. The bullet that came out of the chamber was like a steel knife. On the mound, a series of mud flowers splashed, like water droplets breaking the surface of the lake.
"My grass, soldier, didn't you tell me earlier, who is this guy?"
Ye Hu said to Wei Debing nervously, and asked Zhou Miao to go behind the mound to see what happened to this guy. He only listened to Wei Debing panting and explaining:
"He is our brother, Liu Wei, who disappeared in Ruishi a year ago. We just met tonight."
When Ye Hu heard Wei Debing’s words, his face instantly became gloomy. The pitch-black oil paint was like ten thousand rays of light in the early morning sun, spreading on Ye Hu’s face and Jiang Minghao’s body. A man in a pool of blood was instantly portrayed like a beautiful painting of a martyr.
But everyone noticed that Ye Hu's face, hidden in the dark oil paint, contained a trace of suspicion, as if he had doubts about this person named Liu Wei.
At this moment, Zhou Miao walked down from the hill holding Liu Wei, who was also covered in blood, but the difference was that the blood on Liu Wei was no longer as black as before, but began to appear dark. The red color, as if the blood had been oxidized in the air for a long time, and the only possibility that this happened was that this guy had been dead for a while.
"Lenghu, this kid seems to be dead, he has no breathing, no heartbeat! Even this trembling right hand has completely lost consciousness."
When Ye Hu heard Zhou Miao's words, he finally exhaled a suffocating breath, and the suspicion on his face disappeared completely as Zhou Miao confirmed Liu Wei's death, only listening to Ye Hu's soft motto. Road:
"fair enough·········"
"I'm good, your uncle!"
Unexpectedly, Ye Hu’s whispered self-talking clearly fell into Wei Debing’s ears. Wei Debing’s flushed face was like a roaring anger. He was pressing on his body and using Climbing towards Liu Wei's direction with all his strength, while cursing fiercely:
"Dead fox, bullshit your mother. This is our brother, a master second only to Brother Hao, and even the grandson of the tiger king Liu Ge. He can't just die like this... ····"
"Little Soldier..."
Zhou Miao looked at Wei Debing's tearful eyes, and finally couldn't help but muttered towards him. Even Wu Tian, who was half unconscious, had wet eyes, as if he had suffered a great deal of pain.
And all this has undoubtedly proved how deep the friendship between Jiang Minghao, Wei Debing, Liu Wei and Wu Tian is the four brothers. The trust and support between life and death is enough to make everyone present ashamed, especially these five. A soldier of the Goose Internal Affairs Corps looked at Liu Wei covered in blood and looked unrecognizable. Looking at the painful look of the three brothers Jiang Minghao, Wu Tian and Wei Debing, Fire Snake couldn't help tearing up his throat and shouted:
"Salute to the Dragon Soldiers who are in awe of us..."
When the fire snake's voice fell, all the soldiers of the Goose Internal Affairs Corps in the scene could not help raising their right hands together and paying a solemn military salute to Liu Wei who was in Zhou Miao's arms.
This salute is like paying tribute to Liu Wei, who has no vital signs in front of him, as if to use the voice of a soldier to pay homage to the brotherly friendship between the four brothers.
"Crack..."
Perhaps they are used to the sacrifices of their comrades around them. After this salute, they seem to have become accustomed to the salute of firing guns. The sound of the five bolts pulling at that moment was mixed together like a single sound. , The various firearms in their hands were instantly excited:
"Bang Bang..."
"Da da da·········"
As the guns in their hands flickered, the bullets were like guns that soared into the sky, smashing into the almost impermeable jungle over their heads. The leaves that were knocked down seemed to be sprinkled for Liu Wei. The fallen paper money was like money, and the morning sun shone on their faces. At that moment, the soldiers' will and spirit were revealed like a stone sculpture, solemn and respectful.
"Look, everyone!"
At this moment, a Longguo dialect with a strong Goose accent attracted everyone’s attention. When everyone followed the shout, they saw that the five members of the Goose’s internal affairs forces suddenly pointed at Liu. Wei Na yelled with his right hand holding the self-defense pistol tightly:
"He's not dead yet, he's alive! I just saw his manual."
When everyone followed the eyes of the goose’s internal affairs soldier, they saw Liu Wei's grip on the self-defense pistol that seemed to stick to his flesh and blood, gently swaying under the breeze, like a piece of The dead leaves that are about to leave the branches.
I saw the termite shook his head slightly, patted the goose domestic soldier on the shoulder and said: "Dry tree demon, you read it wrong, it was blown by the wind..."
Although the termite said this sentence, his closed eyes, Yan Ran had already betrayed his mood and thoughts at the moment. Obviously, the termites were the same as them and did not want Liu Wei to really die. After all, at this moment, Jiang Minghao and Wu Tian, Wei Debing, and Liu Wei, the military charm and demeanor they displayed between them, made the termites more than simply dependent on being able to take them out of the jungle alive.
When a group of loving and righteous soldiers stand in front of you, and even fight for the love and faith they admire in their hearts, everyone around them is like a steel needle placed next to a magnet. Feeling that they have been completely magnetized by this magnet, they even showed the military appearance they wanted to achieve in their hearts.
This is the charm of the soldiers, this is the appeal of the soldiers, and this is the glorious demeanor of the soldiers that the green uniforms on them show, and this kind of demeanor, even if they die with their souls, will follow them. The green uniforms on the body are passed down one by one, layer by layer, from generation to generation. This is the transmission of the military soul, which is the eternal meaning of the military soul.