It was only two bullets that hit the edge of the earthen wall, and we were not injured, but we always felt that the person who fired the shot did not intend to kill us, otherwise one of the three of us might have been killed by a headshot when the first shot was fired just now.

"What should I do, this man doesn't seem to want to kill us." I put my face against the ground, my head in my hands, and it took me a long time to spit out the dirt from my mouth and shout.

"Climb back." The fat man screamed, and the old man didn't seem to stop him, so I took the lead in front and crawled back in the direction we came.

"Where's the person who shot him?" Seeing that no more bullets were coming, I still clinged to the earthen wall and whispered.

"Don't you have long ears? The old boy climbed up to the top of the bunker. "The fat man is at the end, and I have a hard time listening to his voice, and it's really hard for him to do this kind of physical exercise at his size.

We parked far away, and there was still a large open space from the wall, so it was basically useless for us to climb back, and the more direct and effective way was to subdue the Caucasian immediately, but the actual situation was not ideal.

After climbing for a long time, we were basically tired and paralyzed, especially the fat people. Seeing that the wall was a little taller, we didn't have to worry about bullets passing through the wall, so we sat up with our backs against the wall.

The fat man gasped, and it took a long time to get better: "No, don't climb, if you climb down again, you fat man and me will be tired." ”

"What then?" I asked frustratedly.

Since the beginning of this year, I have not been lucky, I have been chasing the back words, I thought that this time I would come to the Gobi to let off steam, but I didn't expect to meet such a person again, and I began to feel that I had committed any taboos.

"What else can I do, he is merciless, then we will be done." After that, the fat man put another string on the crossbow, and it seemed that the more the number of roots, the longer the range. After groping on the ground, the fat man found a stone in his hand and was about to throw it, but he was immediately grabbed by the old man's arm.

"Wait." The old man said, and then slowly revealed half the width of his eyes, just after a glance, he withdrew his body again.

"The person is not on it, don't throw it yet, we have been climbing for a while, and he may not know that we are here. If you throw it out, we'll be exposed. Lao Dai raised his eyebrows at the crossbow held in the fat man's hand: "Your thing is not as fast as a semi-automatic rifle, as soon as it is fired, if it misses, the second bullet of that person will have already arrived." ”

The fat man fiddled with his crossbow a few times: "It's such a reason, I haven't fought for a long time." The fat man was also a little hesitant, and it seemed that he was indeed unsure.

The fat man and I looked at Lao Dai, and when we saw that there might be a way for him to say this, we immediately asked him what he thought.

The current situation is that the enemy is dark and we are also dark, and both sides have nothing to do with each other for the time being. His advantage is that he has a gun, and our advantage is that there are many people, but even so, it is impossible for us to rush directly to hit the muzzle, and the rate of fire of a semi-automatic rifle is enough to be named one by one when we climb up, so this method is undoubtedly suicidal.

Lao Dai said: "We have to separate now, some of them will attract his attention, and the other will sneak up and directly incapacitate him." ”

After saying that, the fat man wanted to go out on his own, and the old man and I were the bait, but later we dismissed his idea because of his size.

Naturally, I can't do it, and I don't want to talk about it, but when it comes to it, I don't die of nervousness first, which is a great joy.

The only people who are most suitable are the old generation. The fat man swapped his weapons with him, and we stayed where we were, and he took his crossbow and all the bolts and went in the other direction alone.

The fat man felt that the bait should be a little more responsible, so he threw the stone directly, and then, a bullet hit the stone that was still in the air, and for a while we ate a mouthful of dust.

In this way, he did deliberately not kill us just now, and he probably guessed correctly, otherwise he would not have smashed a stone like he was playing with his prey.

"Damn, okay, this marksmanship, I had a fight with the fat man back then." The fat man laughed disdainfully.

I saw him like this, even though I knew that the Eight Achievements were true. But he still quipped: "So awesome, why don't you fight him head-on." ”

The fat man snorted coldly: "This is nothing to do in my hands, if there is, we don't want high-end, just make Hanyang for me, and I can also drill two eyes on his head." ”

"I know how the cow died." After that, I laughed a few times.

The fat man searched on the ground, it seemed that he was looking for a piece of wood, but he didn't find it for a long time, and suddenly saw the scabbard in his hand, and saw that he was indeed a little reluctant, but he still gritted his teeth and raised the scabbard.

But after two or three minutes, no bullets were seen piercing or shattering the scabbard. The fat man wanted to look at it, but he was afraid that the Caucasians were trapping him, so he retracted his outstretched head.

"Don't try, I can see that you're testing his trajectory, and he can still be fooled." As soon as we waved our hands, we didn't make any other movements or communicate.

The two of us stayed under the wall with nothing to do, and every ten seconds we deliberately made a noise, or threw out a stone, but apparently it didn't work at all, and since the third shot, no Caucasians have been shot.

After waiting for about half an hour, his pants were soaked when he sat on the ground, and the snow on the ground had melted into a large patch, not only did the Caucasian people not hear the movement, but even the movement of the old generation was not heard, and it stands to reason that he should have gone around for such a long time. But I didn't see anything going on Bunker Hill.

The fat man couldn't hold it back, and wanted to probe it several times, but I stopped him. It wasn't long before I ran out of patience and wanted to find a place with a good vantage point, where I could see the mountain without being shot.

But the reality is always so cruel and there is not such a good position for us. The fat man couldn't bear it anymore, so he shook the scabbard a few times, and then he finally poked his head slightly behind the earthen wall.

Just one glance, I saw him get up and stand up. I hurriedly pulled him to squat, but he pulled me up: "Don't hide, everyone is probably running away." ”

I was a little surprised, and quickly stood up. Immediately seeing the old generation standing on the top of the mountain, the fat man yelled: "What's the matter, what about the people? ”

"No, there's no one on there." Along with the wind, the sound of shouting immediately came back to our ears.

The fat man withdrew his scabbard, and with a leap he climbed over the earthen wall that almost reached his chin. I screamed, but he ignored me and climbed straight up Bunker Hill.

After finding a few stones, I climbed over the earthen wall and followed the fat man to the top of the mountain. It's already very windy here. When I came up, I saw the old generation with a blank face.

"I've searched all the places, and the people aren't here. There are no Gobi anywhere either. It's as if the had vanished into thin air. ”

The fat man and I were a little unconvinced, and when we looked around, we really didn't see anyone's shadow, it was all ruins, and there was no place to hide. And this place has a good view, as long as we have not run behind the dirt bag a few kilometers away, then we must be able to see it.

But now it was as if he had disappeared into thin air, and we had been shot by him about half an hour ago, and he had not been seen since a later tease.

Looking at the pickup and our car, the car was still there, and the Caucasian bag was there, but the man was gone.

Several of us were all at a loss, one was the sudden disappearance of this person, and the other was that we had all reached our destination now, so what should we do next.

According to the speculation of the fat man and the old generation, we found the positions where the Caucasian fired three times, and the difference between these places was only two meters, and the bullet casings were still on the ground.

Through the scale of the damaged buildings on the ground, we found that this seems to be the largest building here, mainly because the foundation is huge, and this place is one end higher than other buildings, which is basically the commanding height of the entire pillbox, and it is the best to use it as a headquarters during combat.

If you don't change places for three shots, it means that this person is not engaged in mobile warfare. Therefore, it is impossible for him to flee like this when he has an absolute advantage, and if he leaves us alone, it will at least prove that he has other purposes, and it makes no sense to leave like this.

As soon as I explained my guess, they both thought to themselves, and the fat man immediately asked another question.

"What you said does make sense, but have you ever thought that if that's the case, then it's not in the plan for us to come up and disappear with him."

After the fat man finished speaking, the three of us immediately turned around a few times, but after finding that there was nothing abnormal, we turned back.

"Aside from that, let me ask you a question, if you had a few chests of treasure, how would you hide them, in a place like this?" As soon as the fat man changed his words, he began to consider our next move from the perspective of these people back then.

"Bury it." I said.

"It's impossible to say if I can find this place when it's buried." The fat man stuck his waist and looked at the vast Gobi Desert in the distance.

"You don't have to be buried in the Gobi Desert, isn't there a ready-made place?" The old man put down the string that the fat man had just pulled down.

After saying this, the fat man and I said in unison, "Where?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately realized what the old generation meant. Under our feet is a place where it is easy to dig out a dark room or a treasure room, although we look at it on the surface as a sandstone mountain, but a few meters below is a hard rock, the whole mountain protrusion, you can dig out a space in the mountain, in fact, it does not need to be much, a one-bedroom room is enough.