About a quarter of an hour had passed, and Yi Mujie had no pain at all.

Chu Liang intuitively felt that there were not many living dead people he had told his grandfather, so he tentatively took out the vajra plate from his waist and smashed it on Yi Mujie's head with this big metal bump, although it was very light, it would definitely hurt.

Who knew that Yi Mujie looked back at Chu Liang: "What are you doing?" ”

"Huh? Oh... I... I'll see if you can feel the pain! If it doesn't hurt, you have a problem, and it's called solid-state consciousness encroachment! After a long time, your spiritual consciousness is finished. Chu Liang was not nervous, but this kind of behavior of not saying hello would be regarded by Yi Mujie as provoking his patience.

Yi Mujie stretched out his hand, Chu Liang instinctively dodged it, but Yi Mujie was not malicious, he patted the top of Chu Liang's head: "Silly boy, of course it hurts, but, looking at the way you were worried about me just now, and helped me resolve the pain, I don't mind what you did just now, ouch, to be honest, you hit me on the head, I feel like I'm covered." ”

Hearing Yi Mujie say this, Chu Liang was relieved.

But Yi Mujie knew what was going on in his heart, he deliberately concealed his feelings, just now, it didn't hurt at all, he just knew that something touched his head, taking advantage of the dark night, Yi Mujie stretched out the two fingers of his right hand and pestle him a few times on his chest, he should have felt the reaction of pain, but there was no sense of stimulation.

"Let's go, go after them." Chu Liang picked up the black knife red blood on the ground and prepared to withdraw it into the vajra plate.

"Hey......" Yi Mujie stopped, "You don't know how to use a knife, anyway, you're not in a hurry to return it to that person now, how about giving me a body first?" ”

Chu Liang handed it to Yi Mujie without thinking, and said in passing: "I'm not talking to you!" It's for you to use, and when the time comes, hurry up and return me, don't think I'm worried about you just now, I'm not worried, I just want to have one more free helper when something happens. ”

"Okay, okay, whatever you want." Yi Mujie smiled, ready to pat the top of Chu Liang's head again.

"Don't do this!" Chu Liang walked straight in the direction of the car running away with his cheeks puffed out, but that was the route they had taken.

Before, Haidav and Wangbs robbed Yi Mujie and their car, and they didn't know whose car it was, anyway, the car rushed towards the town where the two came.

Suddenly there was a large burst of fire in front of him, and Wanbus slowed down, and Haydaf carefully identified it and said, "Should we take a different route, it seems that those people are local Arabian desert gunners." ”

"Don't worry, did you forget that there was another car passing by? Travelers won't be robbed, and besides, let's get to the town, find an ATM, and give a tip. "Wembs was full of confidence, and decided that the jeep that he had thrown off before and the person who had been robbed by him just now were also travelers.

But Haidaf just didn't feel at ease, after all, it was too easy to grab the car just now, why did people leave the car and run away first?

He said his thoughts, and Wangbus explained nonchalantly: "Look at us, wearing camouflage, it's not good, many travelers know that this area is often a place where American troops haunt, and they are mistaken for American soldiers who like to die, of course, they stop the car to solve the convenience of being scared to pee, and when they see us rushing over, they are probably scared to death, so they hide in the wasteland, you forget, when we fled in the car, they were still pretending to chase it!" Ha ha... Don't worry old man, as soon as you see the gunmen in the town, you will say that we are American soldiers who parachuted and jumped in the wrong place, and the car was requisitioned by those two travelers. ”

Haydaf was not very reassured, according to his habits, his eggs could not be put in one basket.

So Haidaf said that he was going to get out of the car, and if he was fine with the town, he came out himself, saying that he had just gone to poop; If there's something going on, then wait outside for an opportunity.

Wanbs didn't like Haydaf's chirp very much, so he let him get out of the car.

Haydaf walked around the desertified houses far from the entrance to the town, a mile from the town, these desertified houses, the simple buildings where many local residents who used to run their camels and merchants used to rest when they passed by, there was no one in them, not even doors and windows, and the dead trees and dry firewood around it looked like no one had used them for a long time.

Wangbus went to the town alone, and a few miles away at this time, Chu Liang and Yi Mujie were walking towards this side like shopping, slowly.

"Hey, get off, what are you doing?" Sure enough, there were a large number of Arabs, all on horseback, dressed in black, with a white sleeveless robe over it, and wearing something like the Indian Asan with their heads, many of them were bearded, and all of them had spears, and when they saw the car of Wamples, they surrounded him.

After seeing this white man, everyone looked at him with some suspicion, because they didn't know that there were American troops in front of them, and they had never seen such camouflage uniforms.

Wangbus looked in the car, found Yi Mujie smoking the remaining half of the cigarette, took it out and handed it to the person who came up for interrogation: "Hey, good evening guys!" I am an airborne soldier who came to the front on a mission, and the Americans are willing to serve you, may I ask if there is a fire, man, it just so happens that I only have cigarettes. ”

A bearded man dismounted, took out an old musket from his waist, and when he saw that the cushion of the passenger seat of the jeep was torn, he went around, tore off a bit of cloth on it, and walked to the position of the jeep's mailbox: "Open the fuel tank!" ”

As Wanbus walked down, he saw the man take a long strip of wire from his men behind him, wrap it in the rag, and dip it into the tank.

The bearded man raised the oiled cloth in front of him with one hand, and fired a shot at the empty distance with a small musket in the other, "Bang-poof~~"

The cloth was lit, and the bearded man turned to look at Wangbus, who hurriedly closed the lid of the gas tank, took out a cigarette with a smile, and stuffed it into the bearded man's mouth.

The bearded man lit a cigarette with a piece of cloth on fire at one end of a wire strip and gave it to Wangbus.

After Wangbs also lit a cigarette, the bearded man laughed, and his subordinates around him laughed along, although I don't know what was funny about it, but Wangbs could only laugh in agreement.

"This pack of cigarettes is for you, American cigarettes, thank you my friend, oh yes, didn't you have marbles in your musket just now? Is it specifically for ignition? Wangbus was speechless to talk about.

At this time, the bearded man finally spoke: "We are chasing two fools, they are not a good thing, they beat my men, and they robbed our car. ”

In the distance, Haydaf heard the sound of the musket spitting fire, and thought something was wrong, so he walked around from a distance.

At this time, Wangbus became a little nervous: "Oh my god, damn it, call your friend to come over and recognize it, and see if it will be me who robbed the car!" If not, then I'd like to invite your brethren to town for a drink. ”

After a lot of discussion among the people on horseback, one of them rode in the direction of the town, as if he really wanted to call someone to confirm it.

In the middle of the town, next to a fire a few hundred meters away, two men dressed in Thunderfire mercenary camouflage fell to the ground, their legs cut off, and were being watched by several Arab gunmen.

"Hey, Mr. Mercenary, we caught a man, it's an American GI in a jeep, our leader told you to come over and identify it, see if it's the guy who hurt you, you know, we don't want to offend your mercenary army at our own doorstep!"

The two mercenaries lying next to the fire shook their heads in pain: "No, no, no, it's not an American GI, it's two Asians!" One of them was dressed in camouflage uniforms from other mercenary groups, and the other was a child, and it was the mercenary in camouflage who cut our legs with a Toyo sword! ”

"Oh? It looks like a vendetta between your mercenary gangs! If that's the case, then I'll tell the Yankee to let him go, and don't blame our chief for not helping you. ”

The wounded mercenary nodded in thanks: "Thank you so much, when our army arrives, I will go to search for them." ”