Receiving a reply from the "front finger", the scouts of the fourth detachment argued endlessly about who would stay. The "owl" really couldn't convince everyone, so he adopted the most "stupid" method, which was to "draw lots". As a result, the "snake eagle", "eagle owl" and "goshawk" were lucky to win the "big prize".

Zhan Zhizhan closed his eyes, abandoned distracting thoughts, and tried not to think about his comrades. Tired and tired, I don't know when, Zhan Zhizhan fell asleep again with the gun in his reverie. It's not that Zhan Zhizhan's eyelids are heavy and he is sleepy, but that he is too tired.

In his sleep, he suddenly felt that someone had kicked him heavily, Zhan Zhizhan slanted to the ground, muttered a sentence and fell asleep again. When the gun in his arms was snatched away, Zhan Zhizhan woke up in shock, but it was too late.

"Don't move! Hands up! ......" The clumsy Chinese words that sounded in his ears commanding Zhan Zhizhan to raise his hand in surrender made his sleepiness disappear completely. Zhan Zhizhan opened his eyes and saw two female soldiers of Vietnamese monkeys standing in front of him, and the muzzle of a Polish-made "WZ63-style" slightly punching black hole was lighting his temple.

"Pour the stove! This revenge hasn't been avenged yet, but he became a prisoner of others first, and this time it's time to finish his mother's calf! Zhan Zhizhan, Zhan Zhizhan, your vigilance is too low, how do you look like a scout! ......" At this moment, Zhan Zhizhan's frustrated intestines were about to repent.

"Put your hands on your head and stand up! ......" a Vietnamese monkey girl soldier "purred" again.

Zhan Zhizhan sat up straight, put his hands on his head, and lowered his head in frustration to ignore the two Vietnamese monkey soldiers.

A Vietnamese monkey girl militiaman standing to the right of Zhan Zhizhan snorted, and a tender little hand reached out to Zhan Zhizhan's jaw. Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but raise his head. At this moment, he saw a childish baby face. The age of this Vietnamese monkey girl soldier is probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, about one and a half meters, petite, fat and very cute, and the loose clothes of the three women are still difficult to cover her slightly fat body. The long black hair of this Vietnamese monkey girl militia is neat and clean, hanging down to the waist, and the facial features are clearly defined and marked. She has the characteristics of a typical Vietnamese monkey girl, with slightly bulging cheeks, a round chin, a slightly upturned nose and pursed lips. It makes her look like a spoiled big kid who is always a little unhappy, especially those big hostile eyes that are definitely comparable to Mei Xiaoran. Another Vietnamese monkey girl soldier was about the same age and height as her, but she was dark and thin, holding a "Soviet-style 7.62mm" rifle in her hand, and it turned out that two Vietnamese monkey girl militiamen were watching him.

The two Vietnamese monkey militiamen appear to have little combat experience. The "baby-faced" female militia looked at him with a gun in one hand and Zhan Zhizhan's chin in the other. And the "black and thin" female militia actually picked up her gun, took out a rope, and walked up to Zhan Zhizhan to tie him up.

When the opportunity came, Zhan Zhizhan took advantage of the fact that the "black and thin" female militia grabbed his left wrist and was about to twist it hard, her wrist flipped over, grabbed the left hand of the "black and thin" female militia and broke it outward, she screamed "ah", and her body couldn't help but crash into Zhan Zhizhan's arms. Zhan Zhizhan took the opportunity to slam her left temple with a "right flat hook", and after hitting the target, Zhan Zhizhan immediately swung his right arm back, and with a backhand blow, the back of his fist hit the chin of the "baby-faced" female militiaman on the right. Zhan Zhizhan knows that if you want to kill someone with your fists, the temple is the best target, and if you want to knock someone unconscious, the chin is the best target.

Sure enough, the "black and thin" female militia who was hit in the temple was hit hard and completely lost her combat effectiveness, and fell to the ground without moving. Seeing that this "black and thin" female militia will definitely not survive. However, the "baby-faced" female militia was so cute, Zhan Zhizhan suddenly had the idea of pity for the jade for some reason, so the punch that hit the "baby-faced" female militia with a backhand only made three points of strength.

The "baby-faced" female militia said "wow", raised her hands, threw away the "WZ63-style" micro-rush in her hand, and staggered back, Zhan Zhizhan hurriedly reached out and grabbed the front of her mother-in-law's clothes.

Perhaps years of war have created a fierce and savage character for Vietnamese monkeys, even sixteen or seventeen-year-old and a half-year-old girls. The "baby-faced" female militia in the broken mother-in-law's uniform had no fear at all, nor did she try to cover it in the first place. She stabilized her body with the strength of her aunt's clothes being torn, just like a big flower face in Chinese Peking Opera, and let out a strange cry of "Wow Ya Ya" with her teeth, revealing her snow-white and neat teeth. It turned out that this "baby-faced" female militia was not only not as black and rough as Zhan Zhizhan imagined, but even her teeth were not stained black from betel nuts.

Lone wolves are somehow more dangerous than packs. When a wolf fights alone, the ferocity is beyond imagination. Each attack of the lone wolf has only one purpose, and that is to be "deadly". The stubborn resistance of the "baby-faced" female militia aroused the wolf nature in Zhan Zhizhan's subconscious. He kicked the "baby-faced" female militiawoman in the leg and grabbed her by the ankle and jerked her up. The "baby-faced" female militia screamed "ah", and before the voice fell, she was thrown into the grass by Zhan Zhizhan hard. The exclamation of the "baby-faced" female militia turned into a muffled grunt of "uh-huh......". Zhan Zhizhan pounced like a hungry wolf, rode on the lower abdomen of the "baby-faced" female militiaman, and crushed her to death in the grass in just one moment.

"Ah......" Suddenly, the "baby-faced" female militia screamed in horror, and at the same time pushed Zhan Zhizhan's chest with both hands. The feeling of danger filled his brain with war wit, and he instinctively pressed his waist and rolled his body to the side.

As a cool breeze blew around Zhan Zhizhan, there was a scream of "ah" from the "baby-faced" female militiaman. Zhan Zhizhan raised his eyes and saw that the hideous facial expression of the "black and thin" female militiaman was turning into astonishment, as if she would never believe what was happening in front of her. The "black and thin" female militia held a "Soviet-style 7.62mm" rifle with the bayonet open in her hand, and the bayonet on the gun pierced the left chest of the "baby-faced" female militiaman, passed through the heart, and penetrated the back, and blood shot out along the three blood grooves, splashing onto Zhan Zhizhan's body and the snow-white face of the "baby-faced" female militiaman. The pretty eyes of the "baby-faced" female militia were staring directly at the "black and thin" female militia at this time, as if they were complaining: "Why did you kill me? ……”

Before the "black and thin" female militia could react, Zhan Zhizhan, who was furious, quickly pulled out the "82-2" dagger gun, and with a flick of her wrist, she was given a report from the world. Zhan Zhi Zhan used a lot of force in his anger, and the "Type 82-2" dagger gun went straight to the handle. Zhan Zhizhan gritted his teeth, stood up, and withdrew his "Type 82-2" dagger gun. However, the dead "black and thin" female militia still stood upright with a "Soviet-style 7.62mm" rifle, staring at the "baby-faced" female militia who was also Xiang Xiaoyu, as if to say: "I'm sorry!" I didn't mean to! I didn't shoot because I was afraid that I would injure you by mistake, but I still hurt you by mistake! Didn't I already pay for your life! ……”

Zhan Zhizhan originally wanted to bury these two Vietnamese monkey militiamen who were really unlucky, but he had an idea, and secretly pondered in his stomach: "It's still so good, so that the Vietnamese monkeys can't understand how they died." Hey hey ......"

Zhan Zhizhan wiped the blood of the "82-2" dagger gun on the mother-in-law and aunt uniform of the "baby-faced" female militia, sorted out the equipment, looked at the dead body of the "baby-faced" female militiaman, and muttered in his mouth: "Good Nizi, it was you who saved my life, if I was stabbed by that bayonet, I would lose half my fucking life if I didn't die." Thank you! I wish you a good family as soon as possible, and you will go to my hometown of Shandong to give birth! ……”

Zhan Chi Cham begins to navigate the subtropical jungle of Vietnamese monkeys to carry out his "lone wolf turn" revenge plan.

The jungle floor was covered with thick leaves, freshly fallen on top and rotting into mud below, emitting a disgusting rancid stench. Soon, Zhan Zhizhan used the "ZBZ-80 type" compass to find his location, and also marked the location of Na Qu Village, a Vietnamese monkey, on the map. As luck would have it, it was only about seventeen kilometers away from him. Zhan Zhizhan looked at the "Sea Overlord" watch given to him by Stationmaster Jiang of the Nanning Workstation of the headquarters, it was not yet nine o'clock, even if it was not easy to walk around the mountain road of the Ming and Qing Mountains, there would be absolutely no problem getting there before dark. With enough time, Zhan Zhizhan first used the "82-2" dagger gun to chop down some bamboo and rattan, and made a bow and some arrows for hunting. Although he has three guns, large and small, he cannot use them lightly, because the sound of the gunfire is likely to reveal his target and scare away all the animals within a radius of several kilometers. In that case, Zhan Zhizhan may starve. What's more, most of the prey that Zhan Zhizhan can fight is not a big guy, and it is a bit too wasteful to use a gun, and it is enough to deal with it with a bow and arrow. There are less than three days left of the compressed dry food, and you have to save some of it, unless you have to use it easily. After sorting out his things, Zhan Zhizhan set off.

Zhan Zhizhan was very lucky, he caught a curious snake on the way. Zhan Zhizhan was secretly happy in his heart: "Hehe...... It seems that Lao Tzu's food is good today! ……”

The large trees in the jungle that are more than ten meters high grow densely, and they are wrapped around vines, which makes people stuffy and breathless. Due to the steep terrain of the hillside, Zhan Zhizhan sometimes even had to crawl on the ground. When walking through bushes or grasses that are more than a meter high, Zhan Zhizhan also has to beat them with wooden sticks to drive away poisonous snakes and wild beasts.

The 1:50,000 map assigned to Zhan Zhizhan is accurate. After bypassing the Ming and Qing Mountains, Zhan Zhizhan found the water source with little effort. At this time, he also felt a little hungry in his belly. Zhan Zhizhan picked some mushrooms, killed the snake, and cooked half a lunch box of "mushroom snake soup" soup. It's so fresh, Zhan Zhizhan looks back after many years, and he still thinks about it. At that time, it was a pity that there was less salt, especially if there was no "Moutai" or "Wuliangye", which was inevitably a fly in the ointment. Zhan Zhizhan roasted the leftover snake meat on the fire into jerky, which can be kept for a week, and can also be eaten as a snack when he is bored walking. When cooking the "mushroom snake soup", Zhan Zhizhan made a trap with a "GK80-style" steel helmet, and after a while, he caught several unlucky mice. Zhan Zhizhan also made them into jerky in case of emergency. Zhan Zhizhan recalibrated the position according to the "ZBZ-80 type" compass and map, and walked in the direction of Nagqu Village, a Vietnamese monkey.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhan Zhizhan stood on the mountain beam that Wen Yannan led the scouts to climb when he rescued the "Royal Cat" last time. The open field where the "Black Kite" was sacrificed immediately appeared in front of his eyes, and Zhan Zhizhan's chest immediately ignited a raging anger. He secretly cursed in his heart: "Fuck! …… Brother Xianghua, 'Hai Dongqing', 'Black Kite', 'Eagle Eagle' brothers, don't worry! Hey...... Your enemies will be paid with blood! There must be a reason for the lone wolf to turn back, what the hell is the 6th Company of the Second Battalion of the 636th Regiment of the 308th Division, revenge and hatred killed him all over the blood! ……”