I was stunned for a moment, and when I opened my eyes, I saw two black holes with the muzzles of the guns facing me and the cold bench.

When I was a child, I also used to shoot pistols, bought in a toy store on the old street, ten yuan a piece, only a hollow plastic bullet, and a spring linked by the trigger in the chamber of the gun, the lethality was almost zero. But this one in front of you is obviously not playing with your child.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be a domestically produced Type 95 automatic rifle, with a total length of 743 mm, a caliber of 5.8 mm, a weight of 3.3 kg, a small recoil, high single-point accuracy, and easy to carry; Each gun is equipped with five magazines, and the combat rate of fire can reach 40 rounds per minute for a single shot and 100 rounds per minute for bursts.

The gun first appeared in 1997 as a weapon for the Hong Kong Garrison and Special Forces of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, and was later installed in the troops, and has now basically become the first small-caliber assault rifle of the Chinese People's Liberation Army and the Armed Police Force to be mounted on a large scale. I was stunned, did I encounter the People's Liberation Army?

At this time, another figure walked out from behind the two big men, and because of the backlight, I couldn't see my face clearly, and I could only see a shadow of about 1.75 meters. He waved his hand and told the two black muzzles to move away from our heads, and then he crouched down and looked down at us from the mouth of the cavern, a line of sky-wide caverns, with a condescending majesty.

After looking at us for more than ten seconds, the man said in a Shanxi-flavored Mandarin: "Two fellows, we are from the armed team of the province, we have just been transferred, and we are not very familiar with the terrain here, do you know where Toad Ridge is?" As he spoke, he handed us two cigarettes.

When I looked at it, it was obedient, and it was still hard China! I looked at the cold bench, and then I suddenly realized why that man had a sudden change in attitude and called us fellow countrymen.

The clothes on our bodies have been tattered, most of the fabric on the upper body is gone, the pants can barely cover the key parts, the exposed skin is as black as briquettes, and you can vaguely see the scabbed blood, snort, my God, the sour smell almost didn't make me faint!

Especially on the chest of the cold bench, there is also an army green canvas bag diagonally straddling, plus he has no expression, almost like a nerd, making his whole person look more like a mountain villager. My condition was not much better, if not worse, through the puddles on the ground, my old lady, I barely recognized that the old bag with a fever like a firewood stick was me!

Seeing that we were stunned for a long time and didn't react, the man thought that we had just been scared stupid by those two guns, and coaxed us with a smile: "Don't worry, two fellows, this is an imitation gun, used to fight dogs and bears, and it doesn't hurt people." Why don't you come up first? With that, he beckoned two big men to pull me up with the cold bench.

After coming out, I found that the landform here has changed greatly, and the eyes are full of tall and dense primeval forests, and we are now standing on the halfway of a mountainside with a residual vein, looking at the past from a distance, only to see the remnant sun like blood, the mountains are coiled with dragons, and the clouds and mist are shrouded, so not strong! For a while, it gave me the illusion of "eight hundred miles of Qinchuan".

Looking at the man's team again, I was really shocked. There were seven of them, and only one of them was a woman, quite handsome, slender and tall, with white porcelain skin, goose egg face, a tall ponytail, wearing a black tight leather coat, holding an old Su AK47 in his hand, and a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth.

The remaining six men, except for the "one meter seven five" at the head, are almost two meters tall, with tendons and flesh, black casual clothes, each with a Type 95 automatic rifle, and a black military backpack on his back, which should be loaded with bullets, equipment and food.

I chuckled in my heart, what fellow of the armed forces would dress up like this? I'm afraid this group of people is not a good stubble!

"1.75 meters" took water and bread out of his backpack and handed it to me and the cold bench. Seriously, my saliva immediately overflowed along the corners of my mouth, and I forgot all the "starvation is a small thing, and a big loss of moderation" was all left behind, and I ate all the bread with mineral water after dividing it by two, and finally I wanted to lick all the bread crumbs in the plastic bag, in fact, I really did it.

The "one meter seven five" saw that we didn't even accept hard China, only recognized bread, and our hearts were more sure of our "fellow countrymen" identity, and with a wave of his hand, one of the big men took out two canned beef from his backpack.

One after another, we ate some ham sausages, egg yolk pies, and compressed biscuits...... In short, we ate whatever they gave us, and we ate until our stomachs were so swollen that we couldn't eat anymore, and I hiccuped with the cold bench, filled a bottle of Red Bull, and stopped fighting.

During this period, I didn't just think about their identities without thinking about them. The "one meter seventy-five" was about forty or fifty years old, with a goatee, and he was also the most down-to-earth one in the group.

This gave me some inspiration, wasn't Lao Qiao's original identity Tufuzi? Although I have been in contact with him now, I know that he is actually a charlatan, not even a half-master, but at that time, in that environment, a large number of us were not played by him?

Looking at this "one meter seven five" now, it is really carved out of a mold of Lao Qiao at that time, and even the action of pinching his beard before speaking is exactly the same, can it be said that this is their Tufuzi's professional action? That old Joe's ability to imitate, oh no, it's the ability to fool, it's really fucking called a peak!

I was suddenly stunned in my heart, damn it, if "one meter seventy-five" is Tufuzi, then this guy, plus this pile of equipment, wouldn't it be a legend...... Grave robbers?!

I looked at the cold bench, and he moved his eyelids slightly, telling me not to act rashly and wait and see. At this time, "One Meter Seventy-Five", who had been sitting cross-legged across from us, suddenly cleared his throat and said with a smile: "Since the two fellows have eaten, then we should talk about business now." ”

There is a classmate in my university dormitory who is from Shaanxi, and he loves to talk about Shaanxi dialect when he has nothing to do. If the locals listen, they can see through it as soon as they hear it, but just now he said that they are from a neighboring province, then it is much easier to fool, take 10,000 steps back and say, even if they hear something wrong, I can also say that one side of the water and soil supports the other side of the people, and the accent in our ravines and ravines is like this.

With such a calculation, I have the bottom in my heart, learning from the TV stage, the appearance of a simple villager in the big ravine, with a stalk in his neck, and said: "Listen, your club!" ”

There is such a point in the Chinese language, no matter what dialect you speak, as long as the current conversation situation is available, you can generally guess correctly, not to mention, Shaanxi dialect is not so difficult to understand.

"One meter seventy-five" pinched his goatee and nodded, and said with a smile: "Look at the appearance of the two fellows, are you lost in this deep mountain and wild forest?" ”

My mind was spinning fast, originally he wanted to ask us about what Toad Ridge was coming to, but now he actually asked us if we were lost, which is not obvious that he was testing us, to see if we have the ability to show them the way, or whether there is any value in using it. What do you think, since they've already shown us this guy's old bottom, if I say that I'm lost, this deep mountain and old forest, they want to kill the two of us, isn't it as simple as a fart?!

Thinking about it, I waved my hand, and Kesang said with a face: "Bosi, meet Ma Da again!" Straight to the big and big dogs, the day! Shake the old one! ”

"One meter seventy-five" was stunned, this time he seemed to be a little incomprehensible. But I can't blame him, because I don't even know what I said, half of it is Shaanxi dialect, and half of it is made up by me on the fly.

The cold bench also glanced at me, his eyes were very complicated, I don't know if he was praising me for being clever or scolding me for being stupid. The "one meter seventy-five" smiled, suddenly turned his head, and said to the woman: "Yanzi, isn't your hometown from Shaanxi, just right, you came to tell him." ”

My heart was pounding, my palms were soaked in cold sweat, fuck, this time it's over!