87. Chapter 87
When Reiko saw it, there was a soldier lying on the ground, with a handsome face and closed eyes. Dressed in a dark yellow military uniform with a long gray cloak over it, like a sack, he clutched a sniper rifle in his left hand. Wet all over.
Zhao Santian looked excited, and said happily: "Report to the big boss, a shipload of munitions, all here, we have made a fortune." injured two brothers, and more than a dozen devils were sent to the river to become water ghosts. ”
"Who is he?" Reiko gestured to the soldier lying on the ground.
"He is a brother of the national army that we saved in the river, he floated from Nanjing, the devil is attacking Nanjing every day, I guess he is the anti-Japanese national army, he holds the handle of the gun in his left hand, and his right hand pounces on a wooden box. It was this wooden box that saved him. I rescued him. He didn't die, I saw that he was still angry, and I saved him. Buddha Yun: Save a life, win a seven-level floating slaughter. ”
"Hurry! Quickly carry him in, it's a cold day, take off his wet clothes and change them. Reiko remembered that when she fled Nanjing, she was floating in the river, and if it wasn't for Ergou and Changshun father and son who saved her, she would have become a water ghost now. She knows what it's like to float in the water. The whole body didn't even have the slightest strength, so it could only flow down the river, and the flow was that.
Zhao Santian immediately took off the clothes of the national soldiers and took off his sniper rifle. Change into the clothes they took off from the devil, and then carry the national soldiers to Reiko's bed. Reiko touched the soldier's pulse with her hand, and although it was a little weak, it felt a strong tremor every time it beat. I heard my father say that a person with a strong pulse must be a person with deep internal strength. Reiko couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and found that there was an invisible heroic aura on his face. This kind of temperament is rare among men. Typical military temperament. Judging by his clothes, he should be a captain. Now that the Falcon is short of military talents, it is really a sister Lin who fell from the sky, and Reiko is determined to save him by all means.
Fortunately, the silver needle that her father gave her was never lost, and it finally came in handy today. Reiko began to apply needles to the soldiers of the national army, and this was the first time she had given needles to people. Hands are always shaking. Despite the trembling of his hands, every silver needle was finally pierced, from the Baihuikong on his head to the Yongquan point on the soles of his feet. However, the soldiers did not wake up.
Reiko felt very disappointed, could it be that she was not good at learning? I came completely according to the master's technique, opened up the eight veins of people's strange meridians, and made the blood flow.
After a while, the soldiers of the national army opened their eyes.
"Great boss, he is really alive! You can do it! He also knows how to heal! Zhao Santian admires Lingzi in his heart, not only has good martial arts, is beautiful, but also understands how to heal.
"Where am I?" The soldier opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful Reiko in surprise, and his handsome face immediately became happy. I thought I had met a fairy.
"Hades." Reiko said with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh, she finally saved the person. Reiko smiled and said, "I'm Lord Yama, report my name!?" ”
"My name is Wang Jian, a sniper of the national army." Zhao Santian helped Wang Jian up from the ground, and Wang Jian said sincerely: "Thank you!" You gave me a second life. Wang Jian suddenly came to his senses.
Reiko smiled and said, "Sniper, what is a sniper?" Reiko couldn't figure it out.
Wang Jian looked at Lingzi, what a beautiful Lord of Yama! Lord Yama is a big man, how did he become a woman? He felt so refreshed, he felt like he was in another world. There is no gunsmoke here, no devils. There was no gunfire. Slowly, though, he began to wake up. He began to reminisce about yesterday. Yesterday's terrible battle. The devil's artillery fire covered the ground, more than 100 planes, round after round of bombardment, dense shells like hail in winter, how many national troops died in the merciless artillery fire. Dozens of tank soldiers ran over the corpses of the national army, their flesh and blood blurred and miserable. These hateful devils, on the soil of China, do all kinds of evil, creating one unprecedented death disaster after another. He is a Chinese soldier, in the face of the atrocities of the devils, in the face of the great national hatred, the bullets of hatred flew towards the devils...... The soldier remembered that he met with the devil special combat team on an unknown mountain in the Purple Mountain, and the battle was very fierce. A dozen snipers who fought with themselves died honorably. He was driven up the cliff by the devil, and he didn't want to be caught by the devil because of the bullets. So, he chose to jump into the river. Due to the turbulence of the river, he went down the river, finally grabbed a broken wooden box, drifted to the riverside at the foot of the ethereal peak of Taizi Lake, and was rescued by the commando team led by Zhao Santian.
"A sniper is a sharpshooter. He is a treasure in the army, and there are special snipers among the devils, and the gun is not only accurate, but also far. Zhao Santian said: "We have picked up the baby." The big boss, with him, our commando team will have a killer sword, we will definitely become falcons flying in the sky of Suzhou, we are not afraid of little devils! ”
"Okay, take care of him!"
"Don't worry! Big boss! ”