The dog was really neat, and after a short time, the person ran back, stood on the edge of the table, snorted and gasped for a while, staring at Qin Han speechless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't be in a hurry." Qin Yan poured a cup of tea for the dog and talked about him slowly.

Draining the tea in one gulp, the dog mysteriously gestured to Qin Han and said, "Guest, are you this?" ”

Qin Han laughed secretly, and made a secret action to the dog, the dog suddenly realized, and signaled with his eyes that he knew, and he must keep it secret for you, and then said: "My relative said that this special train departed at 2 o'clock in the evening, loaded with materials transported to the battlefield in the Central Plains, including cannons, guns, and what ......, what barrels, and then the supporting ammunition, and 5 wagons of grain. ”

Hearing that there was food, Qin Han's eyes lit up violently, it was it. After waving his hand to let the dog leave, he ate the wine and food on the table in two bites, lifted the big bag on the ground, and left the restaurant under the dog's eyes. The time is already in the afternoon, and if you don't hurry up for fear of delaying things, after all, the pillar will have to contact Ding Dashan and bring people to the predetermined location.

Returning from the original way again to the outside of the city, looking back at the city walls, Qin Han sighed in his heart, it will be difficult to see these city walls again in the near future.

When he saw the pillar again, Qin Han almost didn't laugh, this honest guy was already in a hurry, and he was circling around the tree like a donkey.

"Pillar, don't turn around, come here." Qin Han smiled and stopped the pillar that was spinning in circles.

"Brother Qin, you're back! But I'm worried to death. Just now, a fellow came from over there, saying that the devil has been under martial law in the whole city, I was worried that something would happen to you, but I didn't dare to leave, I was really anxious. Seeing Qin Han returning, Zhu Zi was very happy, and it was difficult for him to talk a lot, even though he had never said much.

"Zhuzi, you have to go back to the mountain immediately, the devil already has a cart of supplies being loaded, and it will be shipped at two o'clock in the morning. So you have to hurry back and inform Uncle Dashan and ask him to take someone to the predetermined place to wait, or three whistles as a signal. Although Qin Han's heart was warm when he listened to the pillar's words, now is not the time to talk about this, he can only make a long story short, so that the pillar can set off quickly.

Zhuzi was also happy to see the news so soon, but he didn't know what to say if he wasn't good at expressing it, so he just repeatedly told Qin Han to be careful, so he took a big stride towards the mountain.

Watching the pillar leave, Qin Han's expression became serious, and he sat down against the tree to sort out the equipment one by one. Individual armor, wall-climbing padlocks, multi-functional tactical helmet, modified 6.5mm G36 assault rifle.

Qin Han checked it very carefully, although it was not more than 48 hours since his last maintenance, but doing so could make him feel calmer.

Although I only observed the station in the restaurant this time, it was more vigilant than the previous three steps and one post and five steps and one sentry when the devils transported supplies. This time there is obviously a big omission, if there is no devil's conspiracy here, Qin and Han's killers for so many years will be in vain.

Qin Han debuted at the age of 16, and now he is 23 years old, in the survival environment of the last days, he spent a full 7 years as a killer, if he wasn't careful in everything, his bones would have died long ago.

Time passed little by little, and by the time the timer on the wrist vibrated to indicate that it was already 10 p.m. After briefly checking the equipment on his body again, Qin Han took a step towards the county seat.

When it was close to two o'clock in the morning, Qin Han had been lying under the train for more than an hour. The devil's proud ambush, hidden in the sonar eyepiece of the multifunctional tactical helmet, Qin Han infiltrated the station almost effortlessly.

In this era when communication basically relies on roaring, the electromagnetic environment is as clear as spring water, and Qin Han, who sneaked into the station with advanced scientific and technological equipment, has a feeling of bullying people, and he likes this feeling very much.

As the whistle sounded, Qin Han, who was clinging to the bottom of the train, felt the vibration of the train, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, like a grim smile in the dark night.

When the train left the station and could not see the shadow of the county seat, Qin Han was already standing on top of the last carriage. Wearing a G36 rifle equipped with a silencer at the flat end, Qin Han seemed to walk forward slowly, every vibration of the rifle would have a hidden devil die, and no matter how they hid it in the sonar eyepiece, it was in vain.

Qin Han did not alarm the devil in charge of escorting in the carriage, but quietly approached the front of the train, and he had to control the train in his own hands in order to achieve his goal.

From the rear of the car to the front of the car, Qin Han walked very carefully, for fear that his footsteps would alarm the devils in the trunk, and when he passed by those dead devils, he had to take off the bullet boxes on their bodies, and when he came, in order to replenish the bullets at any time, he even changed the caliber of the rifle to 6.5mm, although the recoil was larger, but it was better than nothing.

When the ghost soldier in charge of monitoring in the driver's cab of the train was grabbed by the collar and thrown out of the car, the train finally fell into the control of Qin Han. The train driver and the stoker stared wide, looking at the monster-like humans (mainly in individual armor and a multi-purpose eyepiece with a three-point green light on their heads, somewhat scary) at a loss. Seeing that Qin Han gave a gesture to continue driving without stopping, he began to take out the bullets and constantly reload them into the empty magazines that he brought over.

The two workers glanced at each other, and the stoker made a gesture of eight to the driver, but saw that the driver shook his head, and only moved his mouth and said two words silently, and his lips were clearly 'ghost'.

When Qin Han put his rifle behind him and was about to go out and kill all the devils in the carriage, the speed of the train had increased by one level again, and the stoker burned very hard, because he received a complimentary look from the 'ghost'.

Qin Han, who came to the roof of the car again, no longer cared, and the constant 'clang' sound of the rifle equipped with a silencer was covered by the sound of the train moving, almost inaudible.

However, the ghost soldiers in the trunk had already been messed up, and the gunshots unique to Type 38 rifles continued to sound, but the direction of shooting was aimless. The wooden trunk was powerless to stop the penetrating 6.5mm bullets, and one by one the devils were shot in the head, and they died before they could even scream. The power of the automatic rifle was fully exerted in the cross-fire within 20 meters, and the Qin and Han dynasties, assisted by sonar eyepieces, were completely shot at the head of the gun, and none of the 30 bullets missed.

Some devils opened the door and wanted to jump off the train, but found that jumping out of the speed of the train at this time was no different from looking for death, maybe they would have to suffer more before they died, and at the moment of hesitation, the bullet had already passed through their heads, and they no longer had to worry about whether to jump or not.

When Qin Han shot the fourth magazine, there were only 3 people left in the entire train, including him. Nodding with satisfaction, Qin Han returned to the head of the train and entered the cab.

Now Qin Han can finally experience the feeling of a railway guerrilla, standing outside the front of the car, holding a G36 assault rifle with a silencer, "bang bang bang" After three gunshots, the train also emitted three high-pitched and ...... sounds. Thirty miles from the county seat, there was a thunderous roar in the woods, and a large number of young people poured out of the woods and rushed towards the train that was slowly stopping.

The train stopped, and when everyone saw the situation in the troop carrier box that had opened the door, they all stopped, the scene was too bloody, the car box was full of splattered blood, the corpse of the little devil was lying all over the box, and the roof of the car was full of bullet holes, which showed the fierceness of the train fighting all the way from the station to here.

When Ding Dashan saw Qin Han, his excited expression turned solemn, and he asked softly: "Ghost?" ”

didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either, Qin Han just smiled and said, "Let's go, go and see our grain." ”

The supply compartment was opened, and there were neatly placed mortars with one door, Type 38 rifles without opening the box, crooked machine guns, and whole boxes of shells and bullets. The excitement and solemnity on Ding Dashan's face had been replaced by ecstasy, and he shouted: "Everyone come here, transport all of this into the mountain." "As for the food ......, in the opinion of the guerrillas, who only have three earthen guns, who needs food with these weapons.

Looking at Ding Dashan, who was in a frenzy, Qin Han asked in astonishment, "Do you want all guns?" Will you make a cannon? What do you eat when you enter the mountains? Drink the wind? ”