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I said, "Shhhh If it's really like a hornet, the head or tail is always pointed, and the tent may not be able to stop it, so it's better to keep quiet. ”

I could hear people outside shouting birds, footsteps coming and going, and after a while, MP7 gunshots rang out. In the sound of the gunshots, the "quack" noise did not dissipate, but became more intense, as if hearing the screams of someone being attacked, or just a roar, which could not be determined.

Suddenly, I felt that one side of the tent was coming through a continuous impact, and a pit appeared, which must have been accompanied by something like a nail several centimeters long. With a "poof" sound, dozens of small holes appeared in the tent.

We watched this scene with a chill. Nima, such a long spike, needless to say poisonous, is not poisonous, and if you poke it into your body, you will lose at least half your life.

It took a long time for the noise to fade away. It was only when it was completely calm outside that we peeked out of the tent.

The situation at the scene was very chaotic, and there were scattered Qin Yuan's corpses all over the ground, and a few of them were not dead, still twitching and fluttering on the ground.

The mercenaries underestimated the attack capabilities of these things, and many were disheveled, and even a few guys got out of their tents like us.

Han Lisha was even more embarrassed, her whole body was drenched, and her tights were exaggeratedly attached to Miaoman's bumpy body, as if she had just come out of the water.

When I turned my head, I saw that the old man was like a ghost, crawling to the shore from the river that had knocked the ice open when he was fetching water. The fat man opened his mouth to laugh, but he didn't laugh.

Alfred clutched the barbed fishing net in his hand, looking a little sluggish. His body was in rags, and there were countless blood marks on his bare face and skin, some of which were still oozing blood. In the fishing nets, there were seven or eight of those Qinyuan, but they were motionless, and they all seemed to be dead.

After all, the mercenaries were skilled, and except for one black man who was hit, no one else was injured.

Mueller is an old ghost in the end, under everyone's noses, Shi Shiran came out of the tent that had been set up a long time ago, unharmed.

The most unfortunate thing is not people, but those beasts. Except for the one that was basically white, the other four camels should have all been hit, and they all huddled together in a ball, shivering.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Alfred and the black man, with a complicated expression and a depressing atmosphere.

Alflander stretched out his hand full of red marks to Müller and said in a voice that bordered on wailing: "Godfather, I don't want to die!" I'm young, godfather, help me! ”

Müller sighed and uttered a string of bird words, and Alflender lowered his head in despair, but gradually calmed down.

The fat man asked Han Lisha, "What is this old man talking about?" ”

Han Lisha ignored him.

The fat man said self-deprecatingly: "I guess she doesn't understand either." ”

The little man next to him, Krishna, whispered, "It's German." What he is saying is that it is our glory to die in pursuit of a new order. Besides, you're not dead, you're just aging. ”

The fat man looked at me and whispered, "How can I hear the smell of Na-Chui in it?" ”

With the help of a gloved muller, Alfred packed up his fishing nets, packed the chins in a sealed plastic bag, packed them into bags, and slowly entered a tent without a sound.

Han Lisha walked up to the black man who had been recruited and asked in English, "Are you ok?" ”

The black man smiled wryly and said, "I don't know." ”

Several of his companions around him were all grim-faced, and the appearance of the horses was witnessed by everyone, and since they had been hit, they had no luck. As a mercenary who takes force as his profession, he is not afraid of death, but he can hardly endure aging, and the slow loss of physical strength and energy is probably more painful than killing him directly.

Dinner was spent in silence. Except for the night duty staff who wrapped rice dumplings, all of them went to bed early. The three of us didn't take the initiative to ask for the night watch, if Qin Yuan returned to the carbine, it would not be fun.

The three of them were next to each other, and they couldn't sleep for a while. The fat man's mouth was idle, and he said, "Madman, do you think that little Na-Cui will become a white-bearded old man tomorrow?" ”

I couldn't sleep anyway, so I played with him and said, "Whitebeard won't, most of the time he will become bald." Fatty, why do you say these things are so evil? ”

The fat man came to his senses and said, "The evil sect is interesting, otherwise why would the ghost guy scratch the specimen?" By the way, what did the old man tell you? ”

I told him about Muller's train of thought, and the guy's eyes widened and he said, "Crazy, hurry up, let's go catch the birds, and get ahead of them to study the medicine, and our brother will send it." ”

Damn, this product is a money junkie. After a few days of studying biology, I thought I was an Oriental and wore a top hat - I was a big man. I don't want to think about the biology department, and it has a half-dime relationship with biopharmaceuticals? The consequences of catching birds are just around the corner, is life important, or is money important?

I scolded: "People just say that it is impossible to successfully research a new drug in ten or eight years." Injecting people with some poison will have a faster effect than letting Qin Yuan sting. Besides, this old man may be fooling, who knows what he is planning? ”

The fat man was a little deflated and said, "Yes, this is for a sweet jujube to coax us to contribute." It's the same as Zhou Chenglong. ”

My face was a little cold, and when I thought of Guo Shengnan, my heart ached, and I said, "It's good that you know." ”

For a while, the atmosphere was a little silent, so why did you mention Zhou Chenglong?

After a while, Ergou said, "Xiao Du, it's all over, it's useless to think about it." ”

The fat man is silent.

I said, "Fat man, Ergou, we are all brothers." Don't worry, I won't watch Sima Qinglian die, and I won't let Guo Shengnan die in vain. Our brothers are of the same heart, and their profits are gold. ”

The three of them clasped their hands together, and the blocks in their hearts were finally revealed.

Although Qin Jinsheng is dead, it seems that the influence is still there, I feel that I am about to be brainwashed and completely become an inverted fighter. I couldn't stand this a little, and he said: "These Qinyuan are really strange, they have all become a population, thousands of years, why do they stay in this place of Kunlun Mountain?" ”

The fat man said, "Maybe they're being raised like pigeons, by somebody." ”

Ergou said, "It's not human-raised." ”

Damn, of course it's not human-raised! Nima, why does this sound so evil?