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"Stop! If you run again, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

The other party immediately turned around and pulled out the box cannon. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Qingshan saw it, and took advantage of the momentum, raised his big knife and threw it over.

The other party couldn't dodge, his body straightened, he looked down at the big knife inserted in his abdomen, and then at Zhang Qingshan who ran over, after he fell down, blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body twitched.

Picked up the box gun from the other party's hand, plunged it into his waist, stepped on his chest again, pulled out the big knife, and picked up the machine gun regardless of it and looked at it, hey! Not only is it new, but there are more than a hundred rounds of ammunition.

Excitedly kissed the machine gun, stood up excitedly, and as soon as he turned around, he was entangled: walking on the hand-to-hand combat battlefield with this heavy machine gun on his shoulders was tantamount to suicide. But it doesn't matter if it's not seized, since it's all seized, it's impossible to throw it away.

Looking around, he saw a small groove a few meters away, and quickly ran over and gently put the machine gun into the groove. After thinking about it, he untied his clothes and put them on it, and then picked up the dead branches and leaves and sprinkled the dirt. It's like being a thief, spilling and looking around, for fear of being remembered...... In fact, there was definitely more than one person who noticed his actions, but at this time, even if anyone was worried, it was useless: in the chaos, the fight was still too busy, and who could be like this new recruit, as long as the machine gun didn't die.

Buried well, grab the big knife at your feet and get up to find the enemy to fight. As a result, he was lucky, and before he could find an opponent, the enemy army was defeated and retreated, and the Red Army took advantage of the situation to pursue him.

No matter how much you chase and kill the enemy, it is not as big as what I captured, so it is better to guard the machine gun...... Wait, Widow Tian, look back and see how Lao Tzu used this machine gun to surprise you. With this idea, Zhang Qingshan returned to the machine gun burial point, thrust the big knife into the ground, sat on the ground with his buttocks, guarded the small dirt slope where the machine gun was buried behind him, and watched his comrades chase down the mountain.

"This comrade, let me see where you are hurt?"

Just as he was grinning at the majestic scene of the widow Tian kneeling and begging for mercy under the threat of a machine gun, a hurried voice suddenly came from his ears. Turning her head, she saw a female medic running over with a medicine box, accompanied by two young women carrying stretchers.

At this time, Zhang Qingshan was naked, although there were only a few blood stains on his body, but his head was full of bruises, some began to stagnation, and some dripped from the ends of his hair like beads, plus he sat motionless with his head bowed on the ground, anyone who saw it would think that he was seriously injured in the head.

Before he could speak, the female medic crouched beside him, touched his head and asked worriedly, "Is it just a head injury......?"

After asking five or six questions in a row, but no wound was found on his head, the female medic was anxious and ordered the two women: "I can't see it from the outside, it is possible that I have been hit hard in the head...... Quickly carry him to the top of the mountain on a stretcher, and ask Doctor Qin to take a good look. ”

"I'm not hurt!" "Really, isn't it just that you are beautiful and a little dazzling, and you think that I am injured enough to be carried on a stretcher?"

"Not hurt?" the female medic looked at him angrily and asked, "Then why are you covered in blood?"

"This is when I fought with the white dogs, their blood splashed on my head. ”

"Really?"

"Yes!"

The female medic was embarrassed and indignant, and with a flushed face, she stomped the instep of Zhang Qingshan's right foot, and walked away angrily. The two women carrying the stretcher pursed their lips and joked with a smile: "If you didn't get hurt, you didn't say it earlier, but our Dr. Yang almost made a mistake." Well deserved!"

Zhang Qingshan hugged his right foot and grinned in pain: Abba is right, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she can't be provoked.

Next, Zhang Qingshan received countless rolls of eyes and pouts: everyone else was busy cleaning the battlefield and rescuing the wounded, but he was the only one sitting on the ground stunned. If it weren't for the fact that his head was covered in blood, like a seriously wounded man, someone would have come forward to question him a long time ago. But Zhang Qingshan not only didn't care, but looked around, looking like 'I'm hurt and I'm proud'.

Seeing Huang Debao running back with a few soldiers from the same class, Zhang Qingshan stood up and ran towards them with great joy, but he just ran two steps, looked back, and walked back.

"Qingshan, where is the injury?"

"Nope. ”

Huang Debao looked at it and made sure he wasn't injured before patting him on the shoulder: "It's good that it's not hurt." ”

Deputy squad leader Li Guowei glanced left and right, and said with a thief smile: "Qingshan, I heard that you captured a heavy machine gun, where is it?"

"I hid it here. ”

The comrades-in-arms gathered around, praising Zhang Qingshan for his awesomeness while touching the gun, Zhang Qingshan's face lit up with excitement, and he smirked vigorously. Huang Debao was happier than him: "That's the soldiers led by Lao Tzu, all of them are heroes." If you want to come out of the seed, Lao Tzu will slap him to death first, so as not to be embarrassed. Hah! Hah......"

"Lao Li, write it down to Comrade Zhang Qingshan: kill four enemies and capture a Mark-type new water heavy machine gun......" Speaking of this, he took out the box gun from Zhang Qingshan's waist, looked at it, and said to Zhang Qingshan in a deep voice: "You don't even close the insurance, you kid is not afraid of the end-of-the-road?" Seeing that Zhang Qingshan touched his head a little embarrassed, he turned back to Li Guowei and continued: "There is also a shell gun." ”

"Okay, Lao Li, you take your comrades to help clean up the battlefield, and I'll say a few words to Qingshan. ”

"Okay!" Li Guowei put away the pen and notebook, and glanced at the heavy machine gun: "You two have to take care of this baby, don't let people take it away." ”

"Don't worry, the person who can snatch food from my Huang Debao's mouth is still sleeping in my mother's womb. ”

After the comrades-in-arms went to clean up the battlefield, Huang Debao happily patted Zhang Qingshan's shoulder and praised: "The first time I went to the battlefield, I had such an excellent performance, boy, don't talk about me, even the whole regiment is probably not a few." It's not just luck, it's your ability, work hard and win more glory for the class. ”

"Yes!"

The two sat on the ground, and when they saw Huang Debao take out a bag of cigarettes stained with some blood and hand one to himself, Zhang Qingshan quickly put the machine gun on his legs and took the cigarette with both hands - the squad leader is an old Red Army, don't look at his rough appearance, but the whole class knows that the squad leader is proud to the bone, and he admits that you are a man, and the only way to be his subordinate is to fill you with cigarettes and help you light cigarettes.

After igniting it, he took a sip of beauty, and Zhang Qingshan asked, "Squad leader, our fortifications were blown up so much just now, don't you repair them?"

"It's not fixed. When he returned, he received an order: this is the end of the blockade battle, and the troops will return to the garrison after resting. ”

Zhang Qingshan nodded, groaned for a while, looked at the bleak post-war tragedy in front of him, and his tone was a little low: "Squad leader, we have suffered a lot of casualties this time, right?"

"Our battalion is responsible for flank ambushes, and it's okay. When I returned, I heard that the 2nd and 3rd Battalions, which were responsible for blocking the enemy head-on, had repelled three enemy attacks, but suffered one or two hundred casualties of their own...... Alas~!"

Affected by the tragic scene in front of them, the conversation between the two was a little low, and there was no word of chatting. Zhang Qingshan was still thinking in his heart: How should I tell the squad leader so that the squad leader can bring this machine gun and go with me to find the black widow for revenge?

"Huang Debao!"