Do you know about today's South China Sea arbitration? If you encounter military vehicles, troop transport vehicles, or missile vehicles on the road, please do not take photos or record small videos and upload them to the Internet.

I'm going to fight in the South China Sea, and those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away!

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Everyone, don't take pictures and spread them, someone has already been arrested, and now the South China Sea issue is very sensitive.

For Fei Moubin's self-indulgent behavior, I just want to say that in the past 40 years, the national football team has played against Fei Moubin nine times, scoring 45 goals and conceding 0 goals, why can't you even do the national football team have the courage to provoke me in Greater China? !

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The natives behind the grass, separated by about two hundred meters, spied without moving, and their shining eyes were full of ruthlessness.

He is a scout, that is, a scout.

In Indian tribes, scouts are usually served by agile adult men, and in order to increase their agility, scouts have to sacrifice their combat power and have only a dagger on their bodies.

At this time, he paid close attention to the enemy's military deployment, and even wrote down the small stove that was dancing on the fire, and after finding out the situation, he could go back and report it.

That night, under the threat of muskets, his tribe fled in a hurry, and when he returned, the patriarch was furious.

They are the most powerful tribe in this area, in the past ten years, through countless battles and annexation, almost half of the Atlantic coastal plain, all the jungle and animal and plant resources are all theirs, if you find other tribes appear on their own territory, fight!

From the age of eight, the children of the tribe are instilled with the idea of domineering fighting, which has forged their racial characteristic - warthirst!

In the blink of an eye, the sunset disappeared into the horizon, and night fell, and under the black dome, it was harmonious and peaceful.

For dinner, Zheng Fei ate long-lost sea bass and vegetable soup.

The natives were still dancing around the bonfire, both joyful and reverent, because the fire brought them both delicious food and awe.

In the sky, there was a bright and flickering moon, not very round, but the brilliance she sprinkled on the earth was pure white and flawless.

Britney Spears went back to the house early to take a shower, and she had to wash the petals carefully and carefully to welcome her sweetheart's return.

Zheng Feiti slipped the wine jug, sat on a small hill that was not high, half-lying, with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, a faint bitter and astringent taste in his mouth, and then drank sherry, there was a different kind of refreshing feeling.

Where do dandelions come from in North America?

Maybe there is, maybe it's a wonderful story.

One spring, when the wind blew, a dandelion scattered with the wind and drifted high into the clear sky, and they never landed in the east, east, and east, and perhaps by chance, they crossed the vast Pacific Ocean and took root on the American continent.

Who can guarantee that it is not?

Zheng Fei lay down very comfortably, thinking that he would wait to go to the room with Britney, he was even more happy, took out the dandelion, yawned, and looked up at the night sky dotted with stars.

Before he could stop for a while, the big man of Santiago came up with a flask and sat down beside him, and took a sip of the foie gras in his hand.

The geese were brought from Europe, and Europeans were particularly fond of eating them, but gradually they discovered that turkeys were more delicious than geese.

"I said, "You are everywhere. Zheng Fei put his hands on the back of his head and kicked him.

"Where else am I going?" said Santiago, who gulped foie gras, rinsed his mouth with wine, swallowed, and watched the natives dancing below.

After a pause, he asked, "Man, what do you think they're going on in their heads, they're so happy dancing." ”

After a moment of silence, Zheng Fei said something that seemed to be a bit philosophical.

"I'm happy because I don't think about anything. ”

"What about you?" said Santiago, grinning as silly as ever.

Zheng Fei's eyebrows raised slightly, his eyes stayed on the shining Big Dipper, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said, "I have a lot of things to think about, but I'm still very happy." ”

"Why?"

"Because, I never know what I will meet tomorrow, I can go wherever I want, go all over the world, fight for the pursuit, what reason should I not be happy?"

This is his inner emotion.

After listening to this, Santiago thought for a while, took a sip of wine, and asked, "Who are you talking about in the whole world, and why are you stepping on him?"

Zheng Fei burst out laughing, and was about to explain to him, when his eyes were suddenly stabbed by a bright light and rubbed.

I turned my head and didn't find any sparkle.

Where did the light come from? He could not help muttering, and had a bad premonition, and searched carefully in the steppe by the faint light of the moon.

The feeling just now was very similar to the reflection of a sniper scope, but how could there be a sniper scope here, could it be that the Indians also developed a telescope?

Suddenly, the point of light pierced his eyes again, and this time he clearly caught it, coming from the southwest.

Quickly picked up the binoculars and searched carefully for about half a minute, and found that behind a dense grass, there was an imperceptible silhouette, and if it weren't for his shadow reflected on the ground by the moonlight, it would really be invisible.

The source of the point of light is the ornament around his neck.

In Indian tribes, almost every indigenous person wears a necklace around their necks, mostly made of wood and bone, but also a small number of animal teeth or crust.

And this scout was hanging a brilliant gem, and the surface was very smooth, and the hiding place was sad enough, which happened to reflect the moonlight into Zheng Fei's eyes.

Discovering this snooper hiding in the shadows, Zheng Fei instantly thought of the attacker who had run away two days ago, and he became vigilant and asked Santiago to arrange it immediately.

There was only one person, certainly a scout, and the large force was still behind.

If you want to catch them, you can catch them all!

After Santiago left, he searched the prairie for a while, and after confirming that there was no other danger, he went down the mountain.

The natives weren't stupid, and the muskets were enough to scare them, so they wouldn't act rashly, but would sneak up while the enemy was asleep.

This is Zheng Fei's understanding, as long as he is not a fool, he will do this, let alone an indigenous person who has been hunting animals since he was a child.

Back in the crowd, Zheng Fei motioned for the jumping Indians to stop, beckoned the soldiers to extinguish the bonfire, and blasted them to sleep.

Temporary tents had already been set up for them, about twenty of them, and they could accommodate the crowding.

The revelry was stopped, and the natives slipped into their tents in a depressed mood and reluctantly glanced at the half-eaten deer on the grill outside.

Zheng Fei and Santiago glanced at each other meaningfully and entered the house. (To be continued.) )