Chapter 112: First Contact Again
Many of the ethnic minorities around heard the movement, but they honestly stayed at home and did not go out. It's close to the border, and it's not the first time they've experienced something like this, so they all seem calm.
Perhaps, some of the people who answered Muhammad would not have come out at this time.
The more than 300 people were in the cellar, and it was easiest to arrest, a few exits were blocked, and then ** went up with the soldiers, and all of them were taken away honestly, and in the face of the soldiers and ** who were loaded with guns and ammunition, they avoided some so-called religious people who were not afraid of death, and they would also become obedient.
The more intense is the den on the other side.
Here gathered the leaders of Muhammad.
As soon as he heard the movement, Muhammad led the men out of the city through a secret passage that led to the temple a hundred meters away. This is an area inhabited by ethnic minorities, and according to Muhammad's understanding, the Han people and the army will take care of the emotions of the ethnic minorities, and do not dare to search the temple wantonly.
But!
The passage they prepared was discovered by Lin Deshuang and others, and they chased them directly along the passage and came to the temple.
Bang Bang Bang · · …········
Zhang Boqiang came up with a few shots, hit several people in the thighs, and fell down one after another.
Liu Changan's sniper rifle was aimed at Muhammad, but Nada rushed out at the critical moment to block the bullet, and a shot hit Nada in the chest, killing him instantly.
Muhammad shook his head and said.
Knock knock knock········ …··
A burst of hurried footsteps ran over, both of them were face changed, unexpectedly, these Han people really sent a large number of people to the temple to search, now is the period of the crescent moon cult festival, many ethnic minorities come here every day to gather. During the sensitive period, the other party dared to make such a big move, which made Muhammad's face change for a while.
The other party obviously has no scruples.
"Not good!"
Wu Zijiang heard two footsteps and came to the door, and the scimitar in his hand slashed directly towards the door.
Bang ········ …··
The wooden door was split, and a ** outside was about to open the door to check, but was suddenly hit in the shoulder by a blade, screamed, and fell to the ground, with blood on his shoulder.
The people around me also heard the movement and hurriedly ran over!
More than a dozen ** will rush forward to capture Muhammad and Uzjan.
"Get out of the way!"
With a loud shout, in the darkness, a figure jumped over, and with a sound of breaking the air, a spear stabbed directly towards the Uzi River!
This man is the sixth son.
Liuzi saw at a glance that the Middle Easterner's skills were not simple, and he was not allowed to shoot here, and more than a dozen ** around him were estimated to be injured by the scimitar, so he shot immediately.
The spear stabbed, and the Uzijiang reacted extremely quickly, and the scimitar slashed out, and the blades intersected, just a cloud of sparks and crisp sounds.
Wu Zijiang immediately felt like he had been hit hard, and the scimitar in his hand was swung away by a burst of force, his arm was raised, and he almost couldn't hold the hilt, and he hurriedly took two steps back before unloading his strength.
Muhammad took a pistol out of his hand and was about to shoot at his son.
The six sons had a sharp look in their eyes, a short figure, and their spears were like poisonous snakes spitting letters, and with a snort, they pierced Muhammad's wrist directly, and the pistol fell to the ground.
The scimitar in Wu Zijiang's hand quickly took the opportunity to look at Liuzi's arm.
With a shake of his spear, the six sons directly picked up Muhammad's body and smashed it towards the Uzi River.
Ah········h …········
Muhammad screamed, and his entire wrist was broken, leaving a little muscle attached, and the hand was useless.
Uzijiang had to reach out to catch Muhammad, but at this time he was also hit on the shoulder by the six sons with a stalk, and fell to his knees with a bang, and a clear mark on the ground and several stone slabs were shattered.
The scimitar in his hand was finally knocked to the ground.
The sixth son waved his hand and shouted; "Let's get on and catch them!"
More than a dozen ** around it was only screened at this time, as if they were watching a movie and dreaming just now, and they all rushed up in a hurry at this time, it was time for them to show meritorious service. ,
Liuzi shook the barrel of his gun and ran towards Lin Deshuang with his back on his back, where there were two other people.
Apricot blossoms bloom, and bees come.
Outside the wall of the primary school of the third team are rows of apricot trees, apricot blossoms are blooming, and the children are running to pick a branch down, if nothing else, just pick!
Purely for the sake of spoiling, the purpose is very simple.
Wang Hengxiao remembers that she didn't eat a few apricots at school when she was a child, and the reason was that when the apricot blossoms bloomed every year, they were almost folded by these children's shoes.
And when the apricots had just come out and were only the size of little finger eggs, these little children's shoes climbed up the tree to spoil them, and when they were plucked, they were green and sour, and they all ate them.
Of course, in his previous life, Wang Hengxiao also did such a thing.
Now, I'm just watching the little ones crawl around the school walls with nostalgic and innocent eyes.
"At the same table, I also want an apricot blossom, you can pick it for me."
Yang Qin finished a homework, supported her chin with both hands, blinked her eyes, looked at Wang Hengxiao and said.
Every time, when Yang Qin writes her homework, she is very resentful, because the same table next to her has never written homework, and she has been allowed by the teacher not to write homework.
"Fruit trees bloom to bear fruit, not for us to spoil them. …·· I'm not going. ”
Wang Hengxiao was really too lazy to go, but he talked about the reasons, but there were a bunch of them.
Yang Qin smiled sweetly and said; "Go and help me pick them, if you like to eat apricots, I'll bring them to you every day when my apricot tree bears apricots."
Wang Hengxiao waved his hand and called Pang Dong, who was doing his homework with a sad face.
"Pang Dong, help me pick two flowers."
Pang Dong didn't say a word, and ran out of the city with a promise.
Yang Qin said suspiciously; "At the same table, why does he listen to you so much."
"Because I'm his boss."
Wang Hengxiao was very stinky and authentic, thinking to himself, I will be your boss in the future.
However, it is estimated that it is a little difficult to be the boss of this girl.
Muhammad and Uzijan ran to the temple!