Hanwei once framed himself and his brother, and verbally insulted his wife and daughter, which was the most unbearable for him.

He tore off the bright red triangular flag on his chest, threw it on the ground, and trampled it constantly.

"Hey!"

Wang Feng just wanted to stop it, but Liu Yong picked up the sign after stepping on the dirt, and turned his head around looking for something.

"What are you doing with the logo, the referee will deduct points when he sees it."

Wang Feng was puzzled, he was annoyed, and he wouldn't step on the proud sign of the team.

"Is there black ink here?"

Liu Yong looked at the earthy gray and bright red logo and asked.

"Where does the ink come from the ruins? Black? There is damp coal behind the ruins, so try it. ”

Wang Feng knew what he was going to do, and as soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yong ran to the backyard.

Helplessly followed, raised his gun and looked around, for fear that someone would attack, and muttered:

Brother Yong is such a big person, how can he do things so-so.

Liu Yong ran to the backyard excitedly, and sure enough, there was a row of coal that had been left for a long time.

Remove the surface layer of the coal, and then pull out the black coal inside.

He applied a thick layer of coal to the surface of the bright red sign, rubbed his nose, and said with a smile:

"Haha! Now I'm in Class 40 too! I'm proud of my class! ”

"Hahaha! ……”

Wang Feng laughed rarely.

"Brother Feng, why are you smiling so happily?"

Wang Feng pointed to Liu Yong's face and said:

"Look at your nose, like a cat! Your daughter will laugh when she sees it, right? …”

"Ugh! Alas! Don't laugh! Hurry up and prepare for war! ”

Liu Yong looked at his dark hands, his old face turned red, and said.

The two of them came to the hidden place in the main courtyard, which was the best place to lurk, but it was not the best place to hide in the house.

Just like the tunnel battle that Wang Feng fought last time, Hanwei and they all thought that Wang Feng was in the tunnel.

As the saying goes: the most dangerous place is the safest place.

In fact, Wang Feng stayed outside the side wall, which is also the most dangerous place, and he will find it when he investigates it carefully.

At that time, Hanwei had the guess that "Wang Feng was usually inside", and it was too late to close the door without carefully inspecting the wall.

"The starting point of the third class and I was under the bamboo forest in the east of the ruins, and now it is only half an hour before the start of the game, and they are nearby! So Brother Feng, you must be careful! They're against you! ”

Liu Yong looked at the northern backyard, and Wang Feng observed the lanes in the west.

After the surrounding environment quieted down, Liu Yong explained.

Hearing this, Wang Feng nodded, signaling that he understood, he had just passed through the hole in the west.

Because the tenth class went to the north on three roads at that time, Wang Feng didn't want to meet them, so he walked to the ruins of the building.

I didn't expect the third class to be here, it's really a narrow road, but I haven't met them yet, maybe they're going to find the fifth class.

The aim is still to deal with yourself!

Wang Feng's eyes flickered coldly, squinted, tightened the submachine gun in his hand, and roared:

"It doesn't matter how many people Hanway calls! Wang Feng: I'm always welcome! People block killing, Buddha blocks killing Buddha! ”

"That's right! Kill as many as you want! Fuck it! ”

Liu Yong waved his fist and shouted.

It is this stubborn temper that Wang Feng has made him persist until now.

At the same time, he is good-natured, often enlightened with generosity, and does not bother with Hanwei.

But Hanwei had to inch in, taking Wang Feng's patience as weakness, thinking that he was a soft persimmon and let others pinch and play.

This made Wang Feng angry and couldn't bear it anymore until he broke out.

For Hanwei, this was a fun and easy to bully soft persimmon, but in the end, I found out that there was a sharp knife stuck in this soft persimmon.

"It's quiet here, Brother Feng, let's go to the next ruin to pick up equipment!"

Liu Yong squatted for ten minutes, then couldn't sit still, turned his head, and asked Wang Feng.

Hearing this, Wang Feng nodded and agreed:

"That's fine!"

No other sounds were heard in the area for a while, and the submachine gun was running out of ammunition.

If you don't find a bullet supply point, you may run out of magazines in the next firefight with the enemy.

"Be careful!"

Wang Feng saw Liu Yong, who was sloppy and ran outside, and reminded.

"It's okay! I shape it clearly. ”

Run low to keep up, and the next ruin is a dilapidated warehouse.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Syllable! … Yes!

Just as he was about to enter the warehouse, Liu Yong, who was sprinting forward, was hit in the arm.

Another bullet flew off the rails and hit the rear gate, exploding with a thud and blasting brown dust.

"Get down!"

Wang Feng reacted quickly, and just pressed Liu Yong to the ground, a series of gunshots came, and all the bullets hit the door, and the dust covered Wang Feng and Liu Yong.

Wang Feng knew brown, which was the color of Class 15 of the 78-level veteran, the first was a melee hand, with a pistol, after the melee hand hit Liu Yong, he called his comrades in arms.

"Creeping forward!"

Wang Feng let out a low roar and moved towards the warehouse, where he found that Liu Yong was crawling very slowly.

"Hurry up!"

Wang Feng urged and pulled him.

"Boom! … Syllable! ”

The people of the fifteenth class chased after them and kept shooting, and Liu Yong was hit in the thigh again.

"Whew! It's so thrilling! If the people from Class 15 just attacked me from behind and hit the vital point, I would be eliminated! ”

Liu Yong hid inside the house, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Feng looked outside through the gap in the broken door, and said in a low voice:

"Don't let your guard down! They're still out there! Quick, wrap your legs up first! ”

took out the last bandage from his satchel and handed it to Liu Yong.

"Good brother! And this magic weapon! I can use my feet! ”

Liu Yong cheered, thinking that he was going to become a hero with a stump and a broken arm.

"Why are you so slow to crawl? Don't you usually train? ”

Wang Feng remembered that he had just arrived at the battle process and asked.

Liu Yong shook his head and said with a wry smile:

"Hey, do you remember the day you first joined the army? Han gradually forced us to crawl in a low position twenty times with a gun, and since that training, I have developed an aversion to crawling forward, and I am lazy every time I prostrate training, of course...... I spend more time practicing gun sets. I'm sorry, Brother Feng, I almost hurt you just now. ”

"Disgusted? … But this is a must-learn individual skill! How can you be lazy?! Forget it, let's not talk about this for now! Did you just see how many people were in class 15? Two or three, I guess. ”

Wang Feng spoke quickly, and the battle was not over yet, so he must always be vigilant.

"I guess it's two people! Because there were only two types of gunfire, submachine guns and pistols. ”

"Can you still fight?"

Wang Feng asked, Liu Yong was holding a small smashing cannon, which was more than enough to use with one arm.

"It works! I'm not going to shoot them, though! It is possible to shoot for cover. ”

Liu Yong pointed to the bright red bullet on his waist, and Wang Feng nodded.

"You're guarding the gates! I'll go in and see what's in the warehouse. ”