The sky is just bright, and the early birds are particularly happy and happy in this good spring day. It is the time of courtship, and the two bamboo branch finches play among the branches and leaves, sometimes chirping and dancing to each other, sometimes murmuring and whispering. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Biaozi was awakened by the cheering of birds. When Biaozi opened his eyes, Wuwa was lying beside him, and the sniper rifle in his hand was warmed by Wuwa's hand. Biao Zi rubbed his eyes, and ten steps away, Shihong was still asleep holding a rifle. Biaozi looked around, but he didn't see Perrin.

"Five, where's Perrin?" Biaozi asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, sniper, you can't see normal." Wuwa said.

"Oh, yes, go wake up Shihong, notify the groups, prepare for ten minutes, then stay in formation and continue the search forward." Biaozi said.

"Hmm." Wuwa agreed softly, grabbed the sniper rifle, got up and bent over to call Shihong.

Biaozi took out a large cake from his bosom and looked around as he nibbled on it.

Kenxiong opened his eyes and immediately held a sniper rifle and observed Onizuka and the female soldier through the sniper scope. Onizuka was lying in the grass, still snoring and sleeping like a pig. What about female soldiers? Jianxiong's nerves tensed all of a sudden, and it was broken, and the female soldier was gone. Ken Hung sniper rifle in the grass, behind tree trunks, looking around, but still no female soldier was found.

Ken Kuo stood up suddenly, leaned over, carried a sniper rifle, and ran towards the onizuka. Kento ran to Onizuka's side, but Onizuka didn't notice it at all. Angry and annoyed, Kenzo flew up and kicked Onizuka's ass.

"Ahh Onizuka got up in a panic, picked up the 100-style submachine gun in his hand, and pulled the bolt with a bang to aim at Kenxiong.

The sniper rifle in Kenxiong's hand lightning generally pressed the muzzle of the gun against Onizuka's head. "Yaga!" Chien-shio chirped and said a few words, and Onizuka knew that it was Chien-shi-kun standing in front of him, so he hurriedly put away the submachine gun, lowered his head, and didn't dare to make a sound.

"What about female soldiers? The female soldier ran away, you stupid pig! Kenzo lowered his voice and shouted.

"Get the gun away," Onizuka reached out and gently pushed Kenxiong's muzzle away, "I'm hiding the female soldier." ”

"Where?" Kenxiong asked.

"There." Onizuka stretched out his finger and pointed to the pile of dead leaves beside the bitter tree.

Chien-shiung picked up his sniper rifle and walked over quickly, "whoa" picked up the dead leaves, revealing the female soldier's head. The female soldier was covered with dead leaves and withered grass, her face was dirty with mud, her mouth was still gagged, and her hands were tied to the bitter colis tree. I haven't been at home for a long time, and I don't know if Zhizi and Liangzi have been bullied, alas, even if someone really bullies their mother and daughter, they are far away from the ocean, and they can't do anything. No, whoever dares to bully my good son, I will die!

Jian Xiong helped the female soldier arrange her hair with his hands, took out a clean cloth, and wiped the female soldier's face, although the female soldier always looked at Jian Xiong with frightened eyes, but Jian Xiong slowly helped the female soldier clean up her beautiful face like a loving father.

Onizuka sat in the grass, took out biscuits and ate them, and drank them with a kettle.

Chien-shiung motioned for the female soldier not to make a sound, then took out the soaked strip of cloth from the female soldier's mouth, took out the biscuits, broke them, and fed them to the female soldiers.

Danfeng hadn't eaten much for two or three days, and since he was caught by the devil, Danfeng only had one word in his heart, and that was death. But the only chance to die, who was watched by these two devils strictly, was also saved by the old devil in front of him. Danfeng's biggest worry was being abused by the devils, but the old devil appeared in time when what he was most worried about happened. Dan Feng could see that this old devil was human, different from ordinary devils. Danfeng found that it was not easy to die, and found that the old devil was not bad, so he decided to live first.

When Kenshin brought the biscuit to Danfeng's mouth, the fragrance of the biscuit made the timid Danfeng overcome his fear, and Danfeng stared at the old devil and quickly chewed the biscuit in his mouth. Jianxiong smiled, half of which he fed Danfeng, and fed Danfeng some water from time to time.

Onizuka was eating, drinking, and watching, pouting, frowning, slanting his eyes, and crooked nose, not understanding Kenxiong's every move.

After Jianxiong ate four or five biscuits for Danfeng in a row, he gave Danfeng some water, and then took the soaked cloth strip on the grass floor, and prepared to stuff it into Danfeng's mouth, but after thinking about it, he threw it away again, but after thinking about it again, he got a small piece of clean cloth from his backpack and stuffed it into Danfeng's mouth.

When Kento saw that Onizuka had eaten and drank, he said to Onizuka, "Hey, go sentry!" ”

Onizuka glanced at Kenxiong, reluctantly got up, and went to the sentry.

Chien-shiung sat next to Danfeng, took out two biscuits, but put another one in, quickly ate the biscuit, drank a few more sips of water, and then cleaned up the traces on the ground, and suddenly found the piece of cloth that he had discarded, and quickly picked it up, pulled out his bayonet, dug a pit, buried it, and sprinkled some dead leaves on the new soil.

After tidying up, Kento untied the rope tied to the trunk of the tree and asked Danfeng to stand up, and Kenxiong held Danfeng and let Onizuka open the way, continuing to walk west.

Yuesong woke up early, last night's worries and irritability, after a night's rest, Yuesong felt a lot more stable. Yuesong sat in place, didn't move his body, just scanned around with his eyes alertly.

The mountains and forests are quiet, only the birds and birds are carefree and noisy. On the tips of the tender green grass, there are crystal dewdrops. The pale yellow wildflowers are leisurely in the early morning mist, like a hermit in an ancient poem. An early vole, with its long tail in tow, scurries about in the grass, among the dead leaves, and beside the rotten branches, looking for food to satisfy its hunger.

Sure that there was no danger around him, Yuesong stuck his short gun in his waist, carried a sniper rifle, leaned over, and walked lightly towards a stream not far away.

Yuesong came to the stream, looked around, then put down the sniper rifle in his hand, picked up the clear water in the stream, drank a few sips, took out the kettle, filled the kettle, and then held the stream water and washed his face.

Yuesong burrowed into a bush, took out a flatbread, and nibbled on it quickly. After eating the flatbread, Yue Song picked up the sniper rifle, removed a few parts, took out a dry cloth from his arms, wiped the chamber, quickly loaded the sniper rifle, pulled the bolt, raised the sniper rifle, and aimed at the distance.

Yuesong put the sniper rifle by his side, pulled the short gun out of his belt, pulled the bolt, looked at the chamber, checked the bullet again, and put it beside him.

Yuesong took out a cigarette case, fished out a cigarette, put it in front of the tip of his nose and smelled it, but he still didn't feel that it was too enjoyable, he took the cigarette and looked at it, thought about it and thought about it, and couldn't help but light a foreign fire, light a cigarette, and smoke beautifully.

After smoking, Yuesong dug a small pit in the ground, buried the cigarette butt in it, and found that there was a delicate Yueji growing on the side of the small pit, which was blooming vigorously at this time, and a not too big Yueji had more than a dozen pale red flowers. Yuesong picked a budding moon flower, put it in front of the tip of his nose and smelled it, and put it in his pocket.

Yue Song took off his backpack, took off his shirt, took out a long white cloth from his backpack, tied the Browning that Dan Feng gave to him with a white cloth to his chest, then put on his shirt, took his backpack, held a sniper rifle, and continued to walk slowly north.