The cold wind and cold rain wrapped the gunpowder particles in the atmosphere, and the embers of the war fell from the sky to wash the four fields, but they could not wash away the tension in the dead silence inside and outside the small courtyard. No one spoke in the rain, and the silence did not know how long. After a long time, someone in the hospital suddenly shouted loudly: "Listen to the people outside, the uncle will come out immediately and give you a second asshole!"
The obviously very jerky imperial language can scold such a vulgar and heroic aura, especially the pronunciation of the word asshole is extremely accurate, who else can be except Xiong Linquan, but Xu Le does not have the urge to laugh, instead, his expression is solemn and his brows are deep. Deeply wrinkled.
As the former chief of the seventh group, he knew too well the fighting styles of the team members, and he was sure that in the hinterland of such a dangerous war zone, they would never choose to fight recklessly. Behind this vulgar scolding, the team must be quietly withdrawing from the small courtyard. .
This was the most conservative and correct choice, but with Paul still in their hands, Xu Le couldn't just watch them slip away. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, he was not sure that he could find each other again.
He leaned against the wet red brick wall, was silent for two seconds, and shouted to Yusi, "It's me!"
The partition walls in the room on the second floor of the small courtyard were all removed, and it became an open space. Behind the glass window facing the back side of the small courtyard, thick beech boards were nailed, which was strong enough to resist a round of bullet bombardment, but the people in the room It is not clear how many enemies there are outside the hospital and how strong the opponent's firepower is.
Under the guns of a federal soldier, two imperial prisoners were struggling to lift their stretchers and were preparing to be the first to evacuate. Six lightly wounded people were sorting their equipment. The four headed by Xiong Linquan were holding heavy firearms and staring vigilantly at the red Somewhere on the courtyard wall is where the hand just clings on.
At this moment, they heard the man outside the hospital shouting two words, which clearly penetrated the sound of wind and rain and entered their ears.
No one would declare themselves like this. it's me? who I am? Who the fuck are you? Who is your last name? Where are you from, where are you going? This is not a philosophical question, but a practical one.
However, at least six people understood these two words. To be precise, they heard that the voice came from the vocal cords of a guy who was torn by 37 cigarettes. They used to be the seven team members of that hero, so they heard it. The opponent is the former hero.
The room was silent for a few seconds.
"It's the boss!"
One of the team members cried out in shock.
Then he put down the gun subconsciously, stood on tiptoe cheerfully, and shouted at the courtyard wall in the rain across the board: "Boss, is that you? I'll have the thunder shut down immediately."
After saying this, the other team member naturally prepared to turn off the electric switch of the explosive, while the first team member to speak put the gun on his shoulder and rushed towards the stairs excitedly.
When the team member passed by Xiong Linquan, Xiong Linquan slapped him on the back of the head and shouted angrily, "You idiot!"
This roar and this slap made those players who were ready to meet Xu Le wake up with excited expressions, and then they remembered that their leader... was an imperial man.
After being separated for three years, the reunion of the small courtyard in the rain was so sudden that the team members forgot about it at all. They were overwhelmed by excitement and joy. When they woke up, their expressions suddenly became extremely complicated and incomprehensible. They looked at each other's faces, not knowing what to do next.
"Fuck, how could I forget he's an imperial."
"Fuck me too, you forgot that the boss is still the prince of the empire."
"Fuck me again, just thinking about the boss coming back, how can I still remember these crap."
"I'm still fucking, I just thought that there is a boss, how can we escape, I'm so surprised that I faint."
Xiong Linquan looked at the team members coldly, his cold eyes forced them to keep their mouths shut, and then he rubbed his palms on the edge of his trousers twice, and silently said a fucking word, hiding the embarrassment on his face.
In fact, after hearing the two words from outside the courtyard just now, his first reaction was to rush out to see if the guy was missing an arm or a leg, and if his eyes were still so small.
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Except for the two Imperial prisoners, everyone in the room guessed the identity of the man outside the hospital wall from their reactions. The soldiers of the NTR team looked at each other, shocked that they would meet the legendary figure, Dongfang on a stretcher. Yu Xieyi looked at Xiong Linquan and laughed: "Black blind man, what are you doing? It's the best chance to surrender to the imperial family."
Xiong Linquan looked down at the heavy gun in his hand, his dark face flushed red, he cursed a few words in a low voice, walked to the window and smashed the hard beech wood with his fist, aiming at the red brick wall.
Xu Le's voice sounded again from the red brick wall: "I'm here to save a person. His name is Paul, and he should be one of the two Imperial soldiers you captured."
Xiong Linquan frowned, looked back at the two imperial prisoners in the room, and asked in a deep voice, "Who's your name is Paul?"
The bright-eyed, bold-looking imperial prisoner raised his hand. He was Aunt Susan's only son, Paul.
After being held captive for nearly two months, Paul was ready to die at any time. The reason why he had been following this federal team and did not choose a more risky move was because he needed a chance to die together. However, This federal force is too strong, and he has never found such an opportunity.
Paul was a little puzzled by the change in the situation at this time, thinking that in the cellar that day, these federal soldiers once said that their leader was an imperial man, so... Could it be that the imperial man is hiding outside the red brick wall at this moment? Why does that voice sound familiar? His eyes lit up, but he couldn't believe his judgment.
Xiong Linquan stared at the red brick wall in the rain through the window, full of anger in his heart.
The source of his anger might be that Xu Le suddenly became an Imperial man, which made him emotionally unacceptable. Perhaps it was because this person made the Seventeenth Division, and even the entire Seventeenth Division, suffer too many strange things in the past three years. His eyes and suspicion may be because he feels powerless to face the betrayal of fate.
But the more likely reason should be that the boss who had not seen for three years suddenly appeared on the battlefield, not to look for these old men in the seventh group, but to save the imperial man named Paul!
Of course, he would definitely not admit this, as he once said to the battalion commander of the Guards Battalion of the Seventh Iron Division, he firmly believed that after seeing Xu Le on the battlefield, he would definitely be the first to shoot.
So Xiong Linquan angrily pulled the trigger at the red brick wall!
The red brick walls shattered, and dark powder exploded, splashing everywhere in the rain!
In the sound of intensive shooting, he shouted wildly: "I'll fuck your grandmother!"
At the moment when the gunshots rang out, Xu Le rolled on the spot in the rain, shrunk down in an extremely embarrassed manner, and lay in the muddy sewage. The ruins under Xiong Linquan's gun.
After escaping from the Federation for three full years, he missed that homeland for three full years, especially the old people who lived there. He had imagined countless times that if he returned to the Federation in the future, he would reunite with those guys. He even imagined this kind of reunion. Will happen on the battlefield, like today.
However, in countless imaginary scenes, Xu Le never thought that they, especially this guy, the big bear, would actually shoot himself.
The cold rain hit his face and flowed down his black hair, but it didn't make his heart cold. Instead, there was some kind of wildfire burning there, which made him bounce off the wetlands like a flash of lightning. Get off the red brick wall and walk into the rain!
The rain was open and unobstructed. As long as a shuttle of bullets shot from the courtyard, his life would end easily. However, the wildfire burning between his chest and abdomen made him never think of this.
Standing in the wind and rain, he fiercely lifted his rain cap, held the heavy homemade firearm in one hand, pointed at the small building in the courtyard and scolded angrily: "I'm fucking your grandmother! Go! Go! Go! Ah! You fucking kill me!"
No shots were fired.
Xiong Linquan by the window glared at the guy who was jumping in the rain like a ghost, his index finger was firmly pressed on the trigger, and he didn't dare to vibrate at all.
He was shocked and thought, it turns out that he hasn't seen him for three years, and the boss is so fucking arrogant when he is crazy.
Xu Le's figure appeared on the surveillance light screen in the room. Paul looked at the furious face washed by the rain in shock. He didn't know where the courage came from, so he shouted out the window: "Brother! Go! Don't! Take care of me!"
Xiong Linquan turned his head in amazement, glanced at this humble imperial prisoner, and then turned back and shouted at Xu Le, who was still holding a gun and scolding outside the window: "So it turns out that I am arresting the imperial prince, do you think it is possible to release him!"
Paul was stunned, thinking when did he become an imperial prince
Xiong Linquan shot himself!
Xu Le kept repeating this sentence in his mind at this time. The anger was difficult to eliminate, but it became more and more intense. He ruthlessly wiped the cold rain on his face, rushed directly to the small courtyard, and scolded upstairs: "You guys are so fucking good, try shooting a few more shots at me, my lord!"
He didn't choose any means of raid, and he didn't raise a gun to seek suppression. He was covered in wind and rain, carrying a heavy gun, pushed open the main door of the small courtyard, and walked in in an upright and fair manner.
As if it was the same year, as if he was still the leader of the seventh group.
From the main gate of the small courtyard to the building, Xu Le didn't even look at how many explosives and traps were put up, but just shouted, "I've closed them all!"
The seven groups of players in the room woke up and turned off all the devices as quickly as possible. Xiong Linquan, who was by the window, held a gun and glanced downstairs again and again, and finally cursed, and put down the gun in dejection.
The reunion between the seven groups and Xu Le was so absurd at that time.
It's such a fucking comedy.