The man loading and unloading the gun slowly straightened up, held his head high, snorted coldly, and could not see any expression while wearing a mask, but obviously with contempt: "Come on!" ”

"You're out of luck. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The registrar is also more reasonable: "He's the fastest here, and you don't have time, just take it apart and put it on." ”

"Wait a minute." Rudolph stepped forward to weigh the gun, looking up and down every detail of it.

Cheng Qianxun had been carefully counting in her heart just now, there were a total of twenty-four large and small parts, but with her ability, she could only barely put them together, and it was impossible to do it in such a short time.

Someone next to him laughed: "I don't know how to dismantle the first step, do you want to help?" ”

After Rudolph saw it clearly, he put the gun on the table as it was, and said to the registrar, "Please time." ”

The registrar was obviously stunned: "You asked for it, just wait to go to the sulfur mine." ”

"Cut." Regel sneered: "Is there any difference between a sulfur mine and a coal mine?" If you want to go, go together, what are you afraid of, on! You will always be the strongest between us. ”

Even if it's just to say, with Regel's human appearance, there is no problem. But to put it that way, the momentum is good.

The tall man had no expression on his face, and Rudolph was equally calm, who stood at the table and asked unhurriedly, "Is it okay?" ”

"Okay." The registrar raised his wrist again and looked at his watch: "Ready, start." ”

As soon as the words fell, Rudolph grabbed the gun, held the gun in one hand and pinched the barrel of the gun in the other and pulled it forward, and the "click" gun was divided into two sections. Then he did what he had just seen, disassembling the gun step by step... It's too fast, and the expression is not tense at all, as if it has been split countless times. Even the uniformed personnel who were watching the meal in front came over with guns. The person next to him even clicked on his protective mask with his fingers and looked at it with a surprised face.

"Twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four..." Gordon counted directly next to him.

Okay, all of them were taken apart, and Rudolph slapped the table with both hands, and quickly put it on again, faster than just now. When he slapped his hands on the table again, in the center of his hands was a gun that had already been loaded.

"Three minutes and seven seconds!" The registrar pressed the button, he also opened the mask, and looked at it carefully, for fear of seeing it wrong, and then raised his head with his mouth slightly open: "It's three minutes and seven seconds." ”

"It can't be!" The person who loaded and unloaded just now took the gun, looked up and down, pulled the string, and should be able to shoot, and suddenly shouted: "Have you done it before?" ”

Rudolph didn't even look at him, looked at the people at the bottom in the distance, and said leisurely: "This is strength." ”

"Is that okay?" Gordon is also a lover of firearms, took the gun from the other party's hand, and looked at it carefully: "Similar to AK47, but without magazine, two more parts... ”

After saying that, it was also dismantled, and the speed was also very fast.

"There's a diode in it, is the bullet a laser?" Everyone watched in amazement as Gordon took it apart and put it back on. Gordon learned from the person who had just loaded and unloaded, pulled the string, and pointed his gun to the sky: "Is it possible to shoot like this?" ”

Everyone else began to get nervous, and in just a moment, the tall man stretched out his hand, took the gun from Gordon's hand, and handed it to the owner of the gun, and then said with appreciation: "That's right, whoever has the strength in this country can be reused." ”

Whether you can take the lead or not often depends on the momentary reaction. I originally thought that the rookie didn't understand anything at all, but it was obviously not an ordinary product, and when holding a gun that could be fired, almost everyone panicked at first, but this guy was so calm.

He turned to Cheng Qianxun again: "Woman, what will you do?" ”

"I don't know anything. He can only cook and cook, and he is not afraid of getting tired when he works. "Cheng Qianxun is only an editor, he must leave here, he has nothing to do, he has to work more.

"She's my fiancée." Sneijder reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, his expression clear: I can feed her.

The tall man looked at Sneijder, "What's your specialty?" ”

Sneijder replied, "Fight." ”

The people next to him laughed, and the registrar smiled and said, "If you go up, you won't fight with the ruffians, but with the regular soldiers." ”

"Oh." Sneijder replied lightly.

The registrar walked up to the tall man and whispered, "This person looks good, and the score is enough to pass." The woman ... ”

The tall man glanced sideways at the registrar, and the deep gaze made the other party understand something, and the registrar immediately bowed his head and said with humility: "It's up to you to decide." ”

The tall man pressed the button next to the helmet with his fingers, and put down his mask: "Let them eat first, and after eating, follow my car." With that, he turned and left.

The meal was finally able to continue, and the uniformed personnel took their places again, shouting "line up".

The registrar's attitude was much softer: "You guys are really good, and it's your luck, go to the front and get the food directly... You, take them there. "Finger one.

"Come on." The uniform also put down the mask and walked to the front with the gun on his back, so Cheng Qianxun and the five followed him forward.

The people in line looked at them with envy, and the little imp shouted, "I know them... ”

But he was immediately pushed back: "Line up!" ”

Cheng Qianxun looked back and continued to walk forward. This little ghost actually just wants to skip the line to get a meal, and his eyes are only here, even if he is given a chance, it will be difficult to survive on it. Leave him here, at least still alive, if you take him away, it will hasten his death, this is the reality.

The so-called relief meal is a piece of bread and a dish. Men can be larger, women and children smaller. It's all sorted out and sealed in a similar plastic bag, which is supposed to be machine-packed.

The person who gave the meal looked at Regel: "After that, Gordon and Sneijder got the number two, Rudolph got the number three, and Cheng Qianxun only got the number four.

No. 4 is not the least amount, there are five or sixty-two kinds behind, and No. 6 is the smallest for children like imps.

"If you don't have enough to eat, let's have more." Sometimes people beg for more, but the answer is: according to the height, gender, age regulations, if you feel that it is not enough, go to work. People who work are well fed.

But these people would rather go hungry than go to work. The registration place is still full of birds at the door, so thousands of people are queuing, and none of them are willing to register.

After getting the food, I took them to the side.

"You guys eat here, eat quickly, maybe you're going to leave soon." This person is also kind, with a little appreciation, especially to Rudolph: "You little man really has two hits, and that guy's record was actually broken by you." ”

Rudolph hates people saying that he is short, and he is still short, and if he hadn't killed before, he would have at least made this guy chew mud. But at this time, he calmed down, and his unpredictable gaze made the other party bored, and he walked away in a huff.

There are no tables and chairs here, and I saw that there were a few steps next to it, but it was wet, and I had to stand. They can't either walk away with their food or sit next to them and eat like everyone else.

Gordon looked at the plastic bag that sealed the food in his hand: "It seems to be degradable." ”

"How to eat? I don't even have a spoon. Regel turned his head to look at the people who were eating about a dozen meters away, and they were eating with their hands.

"Let's learn to eat pilaf once." Cheng Qianxun sighed helplessly, there was a tear groove next to the bag, and she tore open the bag.

When the bag is opened, the bread weighs two taels to half a catty, and the amount is arranged according to different heights. The dish was small and pureed, and when I lowered my head and took a bite of the mud, everyone's brows were about to wruffle. It's potatoes, carrots, I don't know what vegetables are chopped and cooked, and I only feel slightly salty, without any umami.

The teammates looked at each other, and it took a lot of effort for Regel to swallow the contents of his mouth, panting slightly and comforting: "It should be vacuum-packed, all natural, no preservatives, at least healthy." "If you say that, you'd rather eat roasted rat and lizard meat.

"Eat quickly." Gordon gave a reasonable opinion. The stomach is hungry, eat quickly, you can't taste it, so everyone buries their heads in eating.

They all came in the wind and waves, and some of them ate well, and finally stuffed them all into their mouths.

I was chewing hard and swallowing the bottom of my mouth. I heard Gordon say, "This vegetable puree doesn't taste as good as the larvae of the longhorn beetle." ”

The fat, round, milky larvae... Legel almost didn't throw it up, and finally swallowed it in disgust, seeing that Sneijder was still eating, so he gasped: "That worm must be tender and juicy when bitten down, the skin is slightly crispy, and it must be better than this." ”

The mashed potatoes were slimy, and I don't know what dishes were a little crispy, Snead and Cheng Qianxun covered their mouths, trying not to think about it, and finally swallowed the contents in their mouths.

But it disgusted her, but fortunately, she practiced the ability to swallow even a carrion next to her, otherwise she would have vomited. With resentment, she munched on the rest of the dry bread and scolded softly, "You two guys, if I spit it out, I will beat you." ”

It's a little disgusting, but everyone is secretly funny, but that's it, and that's where the fun comes in. Whoever really vomits loses.

After eating, looking at the people who were still queuing up to receive the meal below, the black pressure was long, and the queue was still turning around at the next street corner, and I didn't know how many people were behind. I can't figure out why I would rather eat something so unpalatable than work, or at least hope to get out of this dirty and smelly bottom area? This is the habit, afraid of change, afraid of paying, one envies the people above, but does not have the courage to change his fate. It was only when the aircraft rushed down and made malicious teasing that it let out a few complaints and curses.

"Are you done eating?" A man came over: "The general told you to get in the car and go." ”

Checkmate... The five people stared at each other, raised their eyebrows at most, and followed the person to a side passage without saying anything. (To be continued.) )