I cast my gaze again on the corpse of the strange man lying on the ice.

This male corpse fell facing Chen Hudan just now, so it is not possible to see its specific appearance at this time, but judging from the brown hair of the male corpse, this guy is probably not an Oriental.

With this in mind, I stepped forward and bent down to turn the body of the man over.

Sure enough, what caught my eye was a typical Europa man's face.

Its eye sockets are deep, the bridge of the nose is high, and the skin appears to be very filthy and fair.

The Caucasian man looked to be in his thirties, and he was lying on the ice with his eyebrows closed, and his face had long since lost any signs of life.

On his face, there is a long scar that straddles from the left eyebrow bone to the right side of his face.

The ugly centipede-like scar slanted across the Caucasian man's face, and it was really discordant with his handsome appearance.

However, it also revealed the evil aura that this tall Caucasian man carried when he was alive.

Of course, this scar was not the real cause of the Caucasian man's death here, and the wound that eventually killed him was a seemingly rather terrifying black hole in his chest.

That black hole was at least the size of an adult man's fist.

Through this black hole, you can also see the bloody organs of the male corpse frozen together and forming a hard lump.

This scene reminded me of the spider-man who was shot in the head in the head with Qu Fattou in the ice cave not long ago.

The deaths of the two are simply identical, and they look equally terrifying.

It's just that the black hole in the white man's chest doesn't look like a gunshot wound, but a wound formed by a chest puncture with some kind of cold weapon.

"Oops!"

With this kung fu, Chen Hudan also reacted from what happened suddenly just now.

He snorted and sat up from the ground.

The strength of this fat head is really not small, and the one who dragged Chen Hudan straight out of the road just now was more than ten meters away.

While I was staring at the male corpse on the ground, Qu Fattou slowly stepped forward with Chen Hudan in his arms.

"Who is this guy? Why not authentic? What do you want to do when you press my eggs to the sky as soon as you meet? ”

Chen Hudan walked up to the front and back, stretched out his foot and kicked the frozen male corpse on the ground, and frowned.

"I still need to ask the fuck, I specify that this stupid big guy has taken a fancy to your dog!"

Qu Fattou was talking nonsense to Chen Hudan, and at the same time, he turned over the tall Caucasian male corpse.

"Fuck me!"

Qu Fattou untied the mountaineering bag that the man's corpse was carrying on his body, opened it and looked at it, and then exclaimed.

"This grandson is not less! There's at least two sets of gold armor in this place! ”

When I stared at the golden armor in my backpack and shouted, I had already stepped forward and walked towards the cyclops who was still standing not far away.

This one-eyed monster has also been dead for a long time, but I don't know why Lu Dao didn't fall down.

As I got closer, I looked back at the white man's corpse lying not far away, and then looked over the ice cave, and I realized it all.

The place where the white man's corpse fell was the same place where the wall of ice that blocked our way was located.

Presumably, the male corpse leaned against the ice wall before he died, and after the ice wall suddenly retracted towards the wall, the male corpse fell on Chen Hudan, who was standing against the wall.

And the cyclops held a sharp axe in his hand, presumably ready to slash at the white man's corpse.

In a hurry just now, we didn't react for a while, so we made a joke.

As soon as I figured these things out, I heard the fat head of Qu who was squatting next to the white man's corpse suddenly shout.

"Big white life! Hurry up! Check this out! ”

I walked back to the cries of the fat head, and I saw that his fingers pressed the collar of the thick mountaineering suit of the male corpse, exposing the neck of the male corpse.

I looked closer, and saw a small triangle tattooed on the side of the man's neck, and some other patterns were tattooed in the triangle, and after careful identification, I recognized a dragon and a rectangular shield tattooed in the triangle.

"What does that mean?"

I didn't have much research on tattoos, so I didn't understand what Qu Fattou meant when he asked me to come and see the tattoos on this dead man.

In fact, this Caucasian man is not a good stubble at first glance, and it is not unusual to find some strange tattoos on his body.

It's just that I was very excited to see Qu Fat staring at the tattoo pattern, and I guess that behind this strange tattoo, it must not be so simple.

Sure enough, Qu Fattou's next words made me stunned.

"This is the emblem of the 2nd French Foreign Paratrooper Regiment!"

Qu Fattou reached out and touched the triangular tattoo on the neck of the man's corpse, shaking his head and sighing softly to me.

The action of stroking the tattoo on the neck of the male corpse is very painful in my heart, but after hearing what Qu Fattou said, I can understand why he is yearning to touch the tattoo.

Qu Fattou is not a stable and united, but also a member of social harmony.

If it weren't for the fact that he Lao Tzu sent to the army before he graduated from middle school, he might have brought much harm to the local area.

It's just that after being tempered by fire in the melting pot of the army, this fat man keeps saying that he didn't catch up with the good times.

He complained all day long that his mother and son had not given birth to him a few years earlier, and he had not caught up with the little Japanese devils in the eight-year War of Resistance against Japan, and he had not caught up with the Yankees in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and even the Vietnamese self-defense and counterattack had no share of his own.

Qu Fattou was talking about these things all day long in the army, and even the old sow with a black background named Cuifen raised by the cooking class was annoyed when she saw him.

I don't want to think about it, when I fought the Japanese devils and the Yankees, he was not born yet, so can I make him out?

Qu Fattou's biggest wish in this life is to really go to the battlefield with a gun to fight.

It's just that, in the current form of the country, his wish is really difficult to realize.

Qu Fatty has a great interest in going to the battlefield, but as a Chinese born in peacetime, he does not have such an opportunity.

As a result, this product has aroused great interest in the countries and regions in the world that are shooting guns and firing guns all day long.

I spent my days studying the Gulf War, the Iran-Iraq War, the Somali Civil War, and so on.

It was also in this research process that Qu Fattou made a discovery that made him extremely excited.

In the midst of these wars, he discovered a mysterious group of people.

“WARDOG”