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A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly: "The power can penetrate both of our bodies at the same time, but you have the heart to shoot and kill the comrade you live with day and night, your brother? Will the soul of the innocent after his death be killed?" Resenting you? Even if you don’t consider the dead person’s thoughts, what about their brothers and sisters? Will these people forgive you for the loss of their children? Now think about the consequences, you will be blamed for the rest of your life. Being resented and feeling guilty about yourself. And if you shoot your comrades, you will definitely take off your military uniform and leave the place you believe in and protect. Have you ever thought about this? "
Zhang Feng's words were like a sharp awl that pierced the squad leader's heart, gouging out his heart with every word.
He bit his cheek fiercely, his eyes filled with the pain of struggle, and roared: "Stop talking! Even if I am misunderstood by everyone, I will do this! If I don't give up, I will also be in pain for the rest of my life! Now I Count to three, if you don’t put down the dagger, I’ll shoot you immediately!”
"three!"
"Shoot your comrades and kill each other!"
"two!"
"Take off your military uniform and never face the national emblem and flag again."
"one!"
"I surrender." Zhang Feng finally said. He knew that if he didn't say these three words in the end, the squad leader who was already hysterical on the opposite side would definitely shoot him. The squad leader was unwilling to shoot his comrade-in-arms, and he couldn't see the tragic situation of two people dying together and the other living in guilt for the rest of his life.
Slowly throwing the dagger in his hand to the ground, Zhang Feng slowly lowered the warrior in his arms, put his hands on his head, and slowly leaned his knees toward the ground.
'Huh!' The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief, his Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed.
The choice he just carried was like a heavy mountain on his shoulders, weighing him down. Now that the other party puts down the knife and surrenders, it is the best ending for him.
The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression was obviously a little relaxed. Zhang Feng, who was staring closely at his eyes from the corner of his eye, suddenly frowned. Seeing that he was about to fall to his knees on the ground, suddenly a violent force burst out from his legs, and his body He rushed up suddenly, flicked his wrist, and two rays of cold light shot out.
The squad leader just breathed a sigh of relief, but he raised it again. In a hurry, the assault rifle in his hand suddenly clicked.
Pull the trigger.
boom!
The next moment, Zhang Feng's body rolled over and fell to the ground. His eyes were squeezed together, his mouth was slightly open, and his face was full of pain.
Similarly, the assault rifle in the squad leader's hand also fell to the ground. His shoulders were in severe pain, and his body fell backward to the ground. There was a small and deep wound on his left and right shoulders, and blood flowed out gurglingly.
Zhang Feng's lower abdomen also had blood flowing out, and the blood hole left by the bullet, and being shot at close range by a powerful assault rifle, caused a penetrating injury.
He slowly got up from the ground, half of his body tilted, and his dazed body seemed to be ready to fall at any time.
Without using any strength in his arms, the squad leader put his shoulders on the ground and struggled to get up, staring at Zhang Feng who was walking over with murderous eyes.
It can be said that both of them are at the end of their tether.
He bent down to pick up the assault rifle on the ground. Even such a painful movement made Zhang Feng's face covered with cold sweat.
Smiling miserably, he pointed the gun at the squad leader and said, "What about now? The gun is in my hand, what else do you want to say?"
"I have nothing to say, I can only say that my skills are inferior to others! What will happen if I die? I just become the military soul of the Huaxia Kingdom. You can kill me, but you can't make me surrender!" He said firmly! , facing Zhang Feng’s raised gun, the squad leader actually stepped away and rushed towards Zhang Feng.
If Zhang Feng were the enemy, this would be tantamount to a death charge, meaningless but moving, a suicidal charge that would rather be broken than ruined!
"Elm head." Zhang Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, but his eyes were full of admiration. If it were him, he would not make such a choice, but would retain his useful body for later effects. If Zhang Feng were the squad leader, then the captured enemy would not have any chance to resist, and the enemy would be beaten to death in the first place. This is called nip in the bud.
Although he thought this in his heart, it did not diminish his admiration for the squad leader at all.
He rounded the butt of the gun and hit it on the squad leader's cheek. The latter flew sideways and fell to the ground, with half of his face swollen purple and black.
Walking up to him, Zhang Feng said with a sad smile: "Believe it or not, I thought this was a drill, stupid." As soon as he finished speaking, his foot fell on the squad leader's puzzled eyes. On the chin.
In the entire dormitory, Zhang Feng was the only one who could barely keep standing. He walked over and retrieved the knife from the unconscious soldier's wound.
After finding a pair of military boots and putting them on his feet, Zhang Feng randomly pulled off his clothes to cover his body, and then started rummaging around in the dormitory.
He was not at the entrance to the underground building, because there was a record in the storage. What he wanted to find was the first aid kit.
After finding the first aid kit, Zhang Feng opened it and randomly stuffed the penetrating wounds on his abdomen and lower back with gauze to stop the bleeding.
Unscrew the bottle of antibiotics, pour it directly into it, and swallow it directly.
Walking towards the stove in the room, he kicked it over and knocked it over on the ground, revealing a dark handle underneath.
Even before he got close, Zhang Feng could feel the temperature above.
He pulled the quilt over and put it in the palm of his hand, grabbing it towards the handle.
The scorching temperature instantly scorched the quilt lying on Zhang Feng's palm.
"Ah!" The veins on Zhang Feng's hands bulged, and the big tendons on his neck seemed to burst, and he roared like a wild beast.
squeak squeak.
The handle and the heavy iron door were slowly opened, revealing a dark hole.
After finding a military flashlight and turning it on, Zhang Feng jumped in.
With the help of the light of a flashlight, Zhang Feng descended into the three-meter-deep cave and was blocked by an iron door. There were three layers of locks that could be seen with the naked eye.
Palm prints, irises, and keyholes.
I tapped the iron door lightly with a flashlight, and when I heard the echo, I judged that it was at least a meter long iron plate.
"Fuck, aren't you kidding me? Even if you give me TNT, I can't explode it. Fuck!" He cursed loudly. Zhang Feng's body, which was reaching the limit, could no longer support it and collapsed on the ground. on the ground.
…
Far in the southwest, the King of Hell, who was sleeping soundly in bed, was awakened by the sound of a broken door. He opened his eyes slightly and saw the person walking in. He smiled and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The Red Army arrested King Yama and directly used military aircraft to transport him to the Red Army Joint Exercise Headquarters.
The next moment, the joint exercise command determined that the Red Army had lost due to the destruction of key military departments across the country.
Mr. Long was furious in the office...