What is the battlefield? It is the front line of life and death. It makes people feel that their heads will never be attached to the waistband. As a soldier, you must get used to this feeling. But the green uniform on the body and the epaulette of honor on the shoulder make them even face it. Life and death will never affect anyone.
As Jiang Minghao, he never thought of harming other people for his own survival, let alone the entire human race, but at present, all he can do is to first remove those brothers who are fighting for his own lives from the enemy. As for other things, then, when the time comes, find a secluded place for yourself, and understand yourself, there is no regret.
"Go, follow me, let's save people!"
Jiang Minghao immediately checked the seized guns, pulled the bolts at will, took the lead, and pursued the enemy who had just been stabbed by him to escape!
"Brother Hao!" Maybe it was Jiang Minghao who told everyone his secret, which made Wu Tian's feelings for Jiang Minghao deeper. If Wu Tian before was just a little brother following Jiang Minghao, then at this moment, He is already a comrade-in-arms who can trust Jiang Minghao for his life.
"This guy has been walking for so long, can we still catch up?"
"Yeah, Sabre, this guy should be a soldier too. He should have a strong sense of anti-reconnaissance, if we rush over, instead of leaving footprints from this ground. Ambushed by the enemy!"
The speaker is Moore. As a master in the jungle field, he knows that for the poor, once they lose the best chance of chasing them, then for them, they will undoubtedly throw themselves into the trap, and the number of enemies and the equipment they have Knowing nothing, with Jiang Minghao's reckless behavior, there is only a disadvantage.
Even Katyusha on the side could not help but persuade: "Jiang Minghao, you are not planning to use your perspective eyes to look for the dangers hidden around you while moving forward? That way, even if you can avoid danger, But we may not necessarily be able to..."
Katyusha did not go on, because he found that he was wrong. With his understanding of Jiang Minghao, Jiang Minghao would never put his comrades in danger, but everyone is selfish. He still hopes Jiang Minghao Can give you a perfect explanation.
But Jiang Minghao didn’t answer. He still buried his head and walked forward. He didn’t even want to use his perspective eyes to search for the dangers around him, as if everything in front of him was clear to his chest, even the mountain road. He knew that there were depressions over there and ditch over there.
However, Fu Tao is different from others because he noticed that Jiang Minghao’s left hand was holding his falcon wing saber tightly. The blade of the saber was like a compass, showing Jiang Minghao the way. .
And Jiang Minghao’s hand holding the Falcon Wing Sabre tightly locked the direction with the swing of the blade. That is to say, all Jiang Minghao’s actions at this moment were to follow the information transmitted by this Falcon Wing Sabre. of.
"Jiang Minghao!" Fu Tao said to Jiang Minghao suddenly: "You are so confident, do you believe in the flying knife in your hand, or do you believe in your own judgment?"
When Jiang Minghao heard Fu Tao's words, his face was stunned for a moment, as if he had been seen through, but his feet were still striding forward, as if the momentary stunnedness did not stop him from moving forward, just listening to Jiang Minghao He said without looking back:
"I don't believe in technology or my own judgment. What I believe is the flying knife I threw out!"
"Flying knife? Is it possible that he is still a spiritual tool in a fantasy novel? It is connected to your heart?" Fu Tao sarcastically said without hesitation, because in his opinion, everything in this world except himself, It seems that they have become tools, even if he is himself, it is nothing more than a murderous knife for Zhonghua in the future!
"Kang Dang..."
Just as Fu Tao's words fell, Jiang Minghao's footsteps suddenly stopped. Wu Tian, who was behind him, directly bumped his face on Jiang Minghao's back. At that moment, Wu Tian felt like he had hit Jiang Minghao's back. He was on the iron plate and asked while rubbing his nose:
"Brother Hao, why didn't you leave? What happened?"
"Wow...Wow..."
It was the sound of the bolt pulling the bolt. At the moment Jiang Minghao stopped, everyone around him conditioned the bolt to pull the bolt, the bullet was loaded, and the muzzle was aimed at the surrounding with a vigilant look, searching for the surrounding movement. It seemed that Jiang Minghao's sudden slap was reminding them that there was danger around them.
But Jiang Minghao’s eyes looked like a thoughtful old man, falling into his own world, because at this moment, what appeared in his mind was the five flying knives he left when they were in the underground tunnel in the desert. And the wonderful reaction of the Falcon Wing Saber in his hand.
Jiang Minghao raised the saber in his hand slightly, his eyes were instantly filled with grief, and the blood-red eye sockets seemed to be thunderous, and there would be a rainstorm in the sky at any time. He just listened to Jiang Minghao choked up and said:
"Do you believe in the soul?"
Jiang Minghao's words made everyone stunned. As soldiers and materialists, although they have seen supernatural powers, they have seen too many incredible things, but at least they are all on the basis of explanation.
But the soul, perhaps only Jiang Minghao, who has met Natasha, would believe it. It is impossible for other people to believe such illusory falsehoods. Before everyone had reacted to their surprise, Jiang Minghao continued:
"I believe, I believe that this saber carries the soul of my master and the souls of my dead brothers, Falcon, Chic, the old guard squad leader, Eagle Eye, Brother Long, Company Captain Li Yuhui, and Instructor Zheng Yong. ···············"
Jiang Minghao reported names one by one. As each name was spit out from his mouth, the muscles on his face would tremble involuntarily. Finally, his voice choked and the blood-red eye sockets could no longer contain tears. Drops of crystal tears began to roll down the cheeks!
"Brother Hao! (Jiang Minghao) (Saber)"
Everyone present, looking at Jiang Minghao's sadness and the perseverance on his face, couldn't help but shout at him, but then they didn't know what language to use to continue to comfort.
Because they are soldiers, just like Jiang Minghao, and they all experience the enthusiasm of soldiers and the mellowness of brotherhood. If facing the death, any bloody soldier would rather throw himself into the arms of death. , And didn't want to really watch his comrade-in-arms brother die in front of him.
At least that, my heart is at peace, at least that, my conscience is clear, at least that way, I can be worthy of the military uniform, worthy of the honor of a soldier, and worthy of the words'brother' and'comrade-in-arms'!
Suddenly, at this moment, Jiang Minghao's left hand holding the Falcon Wing Saber trembling suddenly, and his originally deeply sad face was instantly alert, as if at that moment, his whole body muscles began to tighten, especially that. The green veins, like green snakes squirming, became tense in an instant, ready to fight at any time.
"Be careful, they found us!"
Just listen to Jiang Minghao suddenly shouting to everyone, and his body, at the moment everyone reacted, his whole person was already suspended in mid-air, like a cheetah leaping out suddenly, slender and well-proportioned. , Into a line in the air!
The direction Jiang Minghao leaped was exactly where Fu Tao was, and his body was just blocking Fu Tao's chest.
"boom················"
With a crisp gunshot, a dazzling blood flower popped up in the sky, like a blood lotus suddenly born in the void, making everyone shocking.
But when they saw the blood blossoms in the air and the harsh gunfire, they had already conditioned to hide in the bunker on the side.
At the moment when Jiang Minghao's body was shot, he fell heavily to the ground, and even the strength of the forward pounce was unabated, and he slid out of the ground for a distance of nearly three meters.
"Brother Hao..."
Wu Tian looked at the moment Jiang Minghao fell to the ground. He was the only one who did not instinctively avoid the stimulation of bloody blossoms and the threat of gunfire, because what he saw in his eyes was not his own life. It was the brother whose injury was unknown at the moment Jiang Minghao fell to the ground.
Wu Tian rushed over and hugged Jiang Minghao. The whole figure seemed to be stimulated by the stimulant in an instant. He turned over and rolled towards the depression in an instant.
"Da da da·············"
As the bullet fired all the way, where Jiang Minghao and Wu Tian rolled past, there was a little mud flower behind them. As long as one second in the evening, the bullet would penetrate their backs.
The next second Wu Tian hugged Jiang Minghao and hid in the bunker, his right hand immediately pressed Jiang Minghao's abdomen and asked:
"Brother Hao, how do you feel? Is there any serious injury!"
At this moment, Wu Tian couldn't understand and treat Jiang Minghao with normal people's thinking, because Jiang Minghao created too many miracles, so many that they even began to suspect that God is fair and unfair!
"Haha!" Jiang Minghao squeezed out a smile on his face, jokingly said: "Xiaotian, tap it, the bullet happened to be stuck in the muscle, you press it, and it went in completely."
"Oh, Brother Hao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"