Chapter Eighty-Five: Frightened

Leng Ai didn't find anything wrong. The soldiers arranged in front of the barracks did not seem to have heard the explosion just now, and the front door of the barracks that was still guarded remained motionless.

Cheng Hao scolded angrily: "Damn! What kind of tricks are you playing with Lao Tzu, and you can learn from Zhuge Liang to set up empty city plans, and really do his uncle." ”

Suddenly, the bayonet flew straight towards Cheng Hao as if it had a life, and the bald head hurriedly threw Cheng Hao to the ground, and dozens of bayonets flew behind the bald head. Although he failed to stab Cheng Hao, he was still scared into a cold sweat. Looking up, dozens of bayonets stopped in mid-air, and the tips of the knives were aimed at Cheng Hao's location.

No one knows how powerful these bayonets are and whether they can pierce his clothes. The Japanese soldiers' knives can cut through Wang Sheng's clothes, and the power of these bayonets should not be underestimated, Cheng Hao lay on the ground with his back facing the sky, and he didn't dare to breathe.

The bayonet floated motionless in mid-air, and Wang Sheng thought to himself: Could it be that the bayonet judged the target of the attack based on the sound? Wang Sheng carefully took out a steel bead and gently flicked it not far away, but the explosion did not attract the war knife, and the tip of the knife still pointed at Cheng Hao's position.

Cheng Hao pushed away his bald head and slowly walked to the ground and stood up, without making a sound, the bayonet was still floating motionless in mid-air. At this time, there was a "rustling" sound in my ears again, and when I looked around, it was calm and there was no wind. The rustling sound became louder and louder, as if it was under his feet, and Wang Sheng looked at the others, his expression was also confused, and he didn't know what was going on.

In an instant, the rustling sound suddenly stopped. Wang Sheng looked down at his feet, there was nothing, and there was nothing unusual. As soon as he raised his head, a huge black mouse came out of the ground, and in an instant, the ground was black and pressed, and the mouse "squeaked", frantically pounced on Wang Sheng and the four of them, frantically eating their clothes, and the mice that did not bite would step on the bodies of other mice and climb up.

In the blink of an eye, the legs of the four people were already occupied by rats, and Leng Ai cried and slapped the rats on his body, and at the same time, the bayonets floating in the air flew straight towards Leng Ai. The bald head didn't care how many mice there were on him, so he picked up Leng Ai and strode away.

Cheng Hao scolded: "What the fuck is going on, where are so many rats?"

The bayonet in the air turned its head and flew towards Cheng Hao, the bald head just put down Leng Ai, and hurriedly picked up Cheng Hao, no one dared to say a word.

The speed of the mouse is very fast, after climbing to the body, it will gnaw desperately, the teeth of the mouse are very sharp, biting the exposed skin, it will immediately turn blue and purple, and the whole limb begins to gradually numb.

Wang Sheng and the four of them were all doing the same thing, taking medicine and slashing the rats on their bodies with sabers, but the rats seemed to be inexhaustible, and the more they killed, the more they killed.

The bald head held the gun in both hands and shouted, "Damn, I can't stand it anymore." ”

The saber flew straight to the bald head, and the bald head ran away while screaming, while shooting the rats on the ground, and every time he stepped on it, he would definitely step on one or even several mice, and the feeling of softness under his feet, accompanied by the sound of "squeaking", was really disgusting.

Wang Sheng's steel ball was thrown in the mouse, and at the same time, there was also the sound of a gunshot in Cheng Hao's hand, and the scene in front of him seemed to be a firecracker thrown into the water, but it was not a splash of water, but a splash of blood.

The bald head shouted: "Leng Ai, quickly figure out a way, how to get it." ”

"I don't know, I don't know!" Leng Ai was already crying, his voice was so small that she couldn't even hear herself.

The rat was easy to deal with, the saber floating in the air was really a headache, Wang Sheng threw the steel ball at the bayonet, even if the bayonet was blown off by the steel ball, he still did not lose power, and followed closely behind the bald head.

The bald head scolded: "Damn, you have the ability to show up and let your grandfather and me look at you, don't play these tricks, see if Lao Tzu can break your neck......"

The bald head greeted the eight generations of the manipulator's ancestors and ran to the center of the barracks. In less than half a minute, the curses of bayonets and bald heads disappeared.

Wang Sheng admired the bald man's righteousness and courage in his heart, and now they were facing only the rats all over the ground, every time he stepped on it, he could splash a large patch of blood, Wang Sheng's windbreaker was dripping with rat blood, and the smell of fish stimulated his brain.

"Wang Sheng, you take Leng Ai to leave first, and see where the bald head goes. ”

Wang Sheng picked up Leng Ai and ran to the barracks, Wang Sheng had lived in the barracks for a few days, although he didn't know much about the terrain here, but he still knew where the center of the barracks was.

Wang Sheng ran as fast as he could, the speed of the rat was even faster than him, and he couldn't get rid of it, the bullets fell on Wang Sheng's side like rain, and Cheng Hao didn't care about his own safety and covered Wang Sheng's retreat.

Wang Sheng ran desperately, and after a while, there was no trace of mice around him, so he found a house casually, pushed the door in, the room was very clean, and the room was full of fresh fragrance, like a room where a woman lived, but he didn't see a person.

Wang Sheng hugged Leng Ai on the tatami, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his body had a strange impulse, and he couldn't help but have a certain reaction. Wang Sheng tried hard to restrain himself, he didn't dare to look at Leng Ai's eyes, and he didn't dare to talk to Leng Ai.

"There is no danger in the bald head, the bayonets have basically stopped moving, and there are some floating on the heads of the puppet soldiers who are ambushed at the front door, Cheng Hao is more dangerous, let's run, the rats have surrounded him, and he is now difficult to walk. ”

Wang Sheng clenched his fists, tried hard to restrain himself, turned his head, and didn't dare to look at Leng Ai: "Don't move here, if there is any danger, you must tell me quickly, no matter who enters the house, you can shoot!"

Leng Ai nodded: "Got it." ”

Wang Sheng strode out of the door, and while looking for Cheng Hao, he shouted on the walkie-talkie: "Bald head, come and protect Leng Ai......"

The bald head scolded: "Damn, I almost didn't kill Lao Tzu, and when Lao Tzu catches him, I have to kill him, where are you now?"

"Let Leng Ai show you the way, I'm going to save Cheng Hao, you hurry up." ”

On the way back, Wang Sheng was thinking: What's the matter? What kind of feeling is this? Is it because he likes Leng Ai? How can a good brother who is bald but willing to give up his life like the woman he likes? What time is it, and the opponent almost lost his life before he saw it, and he can still think about this.

Wang Sheng waved his hand and gave himself a big slap, the pain on his face did not make him stop thinking, and his mind was even more chaotic. He tried not to think about it, but the more he restrained himself, the more cold he appeared in his mind.

When Wang Sheng saw Cheng Hao, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. The number of rats was beyond his imagination, and if the rats in the whole city were here now, they would be a little sorry for the number of rats.