I was reminded of an incident I once encountered while patrolling the border line. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a day in March, and perhaps at this time many places had rejuvenated the earth, and the flowers and birds were singing. But on the border, the wind was cold, and although there was a sun on our heads, we still couldn't feel a trace of warmth.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of frost, and there were not bursts of wolf howls in my ears, which were high-pitched and loud, long and desolate. The wolf has a unique symbol in the hearts of soldiers, so when you hear the wolf howl, a rugged pride arises spontaneously.

When we crossed a hill overgrown with weeds, we came to a small stream, and just as we were about to pass it, one of our comrades shouted, "There is a situation over there!"

We hurried in the direction he was pointing, and saw a corpse half-lying in the stream, covered from the waist down by the frozen stream, and half of its head gnawed by the beast.

We thought it was a drug dealer who crossed the border to sell drugs, encountered bad weather and got separated from his accomplices, lost his way and died here. When we dug up the body with a shovel, we found that this person was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and he was dressed very carefully, not like a drug dealer. What's even more strange is that there is a bloody hole in his chest, and we know at a glance that he was shot. Leaving aside who he was or why he died, we found an armband in his hand, and this armband is the symbol of a blood-dripping skeleton.

I don't know how this matter is investigating, but seeing the reappearance of the bloody skeleton makes me feel even more inexplicably afraid.

Just as I was tearing off the mark on the black man's arm, I felt a tap on the shoulder, and I suddenly burst out, grabbed the mad dog tactical knife, and turned around with a slash.

"It's me!" Pan's crutches pressed against my knife, and my knife was only half an inch away from his neck.

When I saw that it was Pan's abductor, I put my mind at ease, put away the knife, and quickly apologized to him.

Pan Kidnapper waved his hand, looked at the corpse lying on the ground again, and showed an ugly smile on his bark-like face: "You killed this person?"

I nodded and asked, "Pan Ye, what about the others?"

"When we got off the plane, we were already scattered." He sighed, "Hey! I don't know how many crises are hidden in this vast forest, and I'm worried that they will have an accident. ”

I handed the armband to Pan Kidnapper: "Look at this!"

He took the armband and only glanced at it, and I found that his body trembled a little, but it recovered in an instant, pretending to be calm, and said, "When did this blood skeleton get mixed with the Red-headed Army?"

"They're not in a group?" I was amazed.

"Of course not." Pan Guizi replied, "The red-headed army is just outlaws who sell their lives for money, to put it bluntly, they are a rabble, so there is nothing to worry about. However, this blood skeleton has a great background, and they won't make a move without huge benefits, isn't it ......?"

I couldn't help but sink in my heart and asked, "Is it what?"

Pan Guizi pondered for a moment and said: "As the saying goes, a hole with a big pinhole can also enter a big wind, and the secret of the Eye of the Earth may be pierced by those Japanese devils." Well, in this way, everything can be justified, the Redheads were hired to destroy us, and the blood skeletons can't sit still, this time it's very lively. But......" he said, "if that's the case, the three little Japan may have ulterior motives, and we must find them as soon as possible, otherwise they may be in danger of their lives!" ”

Where did we dare to delay for half a minute, and hurriedly set out to look around.

Not long after walking, I heard a loud roar: "Stinky girl, dare to plot against the master!" A burst of gunfire followed.

"It's Yellow Hair!" Pan Kidnapper said, and ran over together.

As soon as I saw the figure of Huang Mao, Yamaguchi Baihui was scurrying in the forest, and several plum blossom darts flew towards us, and we hurriedly dodged, but Yamaguchi Baihui was already nowhere to be seen.

We ran over and were about to ask about Huang Mao's condition, when his face suddenly turned green, and then wisps of green smoke rose all over his body, and before he could let out a scream, his body had already fallen to the ground, rotting, and his death was unbearable.

Pan Guizi's face turned pale, and he said: "We have to find the others quickly, these Japanese are ruthless, if we don't get together, it will be easy to be defeated by each of them."

"Pan Ye!" As soon as Pan Guizi's words fell, two people came over while shouting.

I saw He Shuxiang and Li Mian coming over, but they didn't see Xiao Ling.

"Where's Xiao Ling?" I ran over and asked them.

Li Bread said: "We haven't met her, I'm afraid ......"

"She's here!" Lee's words were interrupted by a voice on the other side.

I searched for prestige, and I saw Takehiko Inoue and the others walking out of the dense forest. Xiao Ling was in their hands, her hands were tied behind the safety rope, her mouth was blocked by a towel, and the knife in Matsushita's hand was on her neck, the sharp blade cut through her skin, and bright red blood flowed out.

"Let her go!" I yelled.

"Let her go? That's impossible. Inoue Takehiko said with pity, "Hmph! However, as long as you put down the gun in your hand, untie the armed belt on your body, and follow us, she may be able to live this life! What do you think? Mr. Huang, this is a good deal, isn't it? ”

"Brother Huang, don't go! Those little Japan can do anything! Pan Kidnapper hurriedly persuaded.