It turned out that Zhan Zhizhan was not in a hurry to go straight to the Tutai Airport of the Vietnamese monkeys. Holding a "Type 80" submachine pistol in his left hand and a Japanese saber in his right hand, he cut off dead branches and leaves, brushed aside the dense artemisia grass, and walked four or five kilometers in the subtropical jungle of northern Vietnam.

After Zhan Zhizhan woke up, he opened the "Type 65" kettle, ate a compressed biscuit, firmly fixed the "Bayi Bar", "XM21" sniper rifle and Japanese saber to the "Type 78" backpack, and walked to the entrance of the cave with the "Type 78" backpack. After Zhan Zhizhan took back the "treacherous thunder" he had set up last night, he stretched his waist, took a deep breath of the moist air of the rainforest, and walked out of the cave. Wow, it's so comfortable! Today is a rare day.

Suddenly, Zhan Zhizhan heard an unusual sound, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

Zhan Zhizhan noticed that three Vietnamese monkeys were coming towards him from three directions: left and right and from the top of the cave. It was too late for Zhan Zhizhan to draw his gun, he took a deep breath, slammed a left hook, and with an "oops", he beat a Vietnamese monkey to the point of spurting blood, and several somersaults rolled out. Before Zhan Zhizhan's fist could be withdrawn, he suddenly felt that another person pounced on his back, his arm was like iron, and he suddenly choked his head and neck, and at the same time, another person hugged his legs.

Zhan Zhizhan scolded in his heart: "Damn it! Zhan Zhizhan, Zhan Zhizhan, your vigilance is also low. One of the Xili Maha was not wary, and this was entangled by Vietnamese monkeys! Hum...... Why do you want to capture Lao Tzu alive? No way! ……”

Zhan Zhizhan did not panic, and used the small and sinister "Broken Bone Grabler", which was as fast as lightning and grabbed the hand of the Vietnamese monkey in his neck. With a twist of the trend, there was a "click", and the man's finger bones were broken early. Then, Zhan Zhizhan stretched out his right arm with all his might, pulling the Vietnamese monkey's neck out, and then, the thumb and index finger of his left hand stretched out like a steel hook, like lightning. With a muffled snort, Zhan Zhizhan crushed his throat. Then, Zhan Zhizhan threw the Vietnamese monkey out with his hand. Zhan Zhizhan threw out the Vietnamese monkey, his right hand did not stop for half a second, slid on his thigh, and he had already pulled out the 54 style, and easily put the bullet on his hand. Before Zhan Zhizhan could point the "May Fourth-style" pistol at the Vietnamese monkey, he suddenly felt a lightness under his feet, and it turned out that the Vietnamese monkey who was holding his legs was struggling to pick him up and throw him down the slope. Zhan Zhizhan shook his body, and the "May Fourth" pistol could not be aimed at the Vietnamese monkey. Zhan Zhizhan hurriedly took the pile and wanted to stand firm, but it was too late, the brute force of the Vietnamese monkey was very great, and Zhan Zhizhan's body was crooked and lost his center of gravity.

Zhan Zhizhan was in a hurry, and the 54 style in his hand smashed directly into the head of the Vietnamese monkey. The Vietnamese monkey is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he tilted his head, and the 54-style gun smashed on his left shoulder, the Vietnamese monkey snorted, but gritted his teeth, Zhan Zhizhan only felt that his feet were empty, so he hugged the Vietnamese monkey and rolled down the slope.

In the rolling, the Vietnamese monkey's soul flew out of the sky, his mouth let out a wolf's howl of despair, his face was full of hideous, frightened looks, his right hand desperately grabbed Zhan Zhizhan's bullet belt, and his left hand held Zhan Zhizhan's right wrist holding the 54-style style and did not let go. As the saying goes: "One person is desperate, a hundred people are unstoppable, ten thousand people will die, rampant in the world!" ”

Zhan Zhizhan was shocked and angry, but he didn't have a good way, and the Vietnamese monkey looked like he was going to fight to the death.

Suddenly, Zhan Zhizhan found that he had rolled to the cliff. He was in a hurry, his brain "boomed", and he forgot what to see, picked up his left fist, and slammed the ugly face of the Vietnamese monkey with his fist like pounding garlic. But that Vietnamese monkey is very fierce, and no matter how Zhan Zhizhan fights, he won't let go. He dragged Zhan Zhizhan to the death, and struggled to roll down the cliff. Zhan Zhizhan and that Vietnamese monkey's current style of play is an extremely tragic hand-to-hand battle on the battlefield, if you imagine the hand-to-hand combat on the battlefield as a way of playing with a move, it is Jin Yong, Jin Daxia, his old man's martial arts novels have read too much, and the poisoning is too deep. What is "hand-to-hand combat"? "Hand-to-hand combat"! "Hand-to-hand combat"! "Hand-to-hand combat" is to put one's own life and death out of the way first, and the only purpose is to kill the other party, that is, to put oneself to death and then live. As for the means, you don't have to be so particular. "Picking your eyes", "biting your ears", "picking your hair", "twisting your nose", or "black tiger digging out your heart", "monkey stealing peaches", "Guanyin sitting on lotus", no one accuses you of using all three ways of yin damage, and no one laughs at your moves for not being chic enough. At this time, the comparison is who can kill the enemy in the end and survive on his own, and the rest is purely legendary.

Naturally, if you don't kill the enemy, but accidentally let the enemy kill you, it means that you are not as good as others, and you can't complain about others. You can only blame yourself, blame yourself for not practicing the ability to save your life and kill the enemy when you were training. In other words, if you want to work hard, you have to have the ability! Qi Jiguang, a famous general of the Ming Dynasty, wrote in the "Minutes of Military Training": "As long as a soldier can use the martial arts he has learned in his usual life on the battlefield to '12/10', he can win in white-knuckle warfare." ”

The Vietnamese monkey and Zhan Zhizhan scuffled, rolled, and rolled down the cliff together. Fortunately, the cliff is less than three meters high. The sharp pain caused the Vietnamese monkey to relax his grip on Zhan Chi Cham's bullet belt. Zhan Zhizhan endured the pain all over his body and turned over and rode on top of him, grabbed his neck with his left hand, and pressed down with his right hand, trying to aim the muzzle of the May Fourth gun at the head of the Vietnamese monkey.

A good scout must see and listen even in life and death. Suddenly, Zhan Zhizhan heard the sound of "bang" and "bang" in the grass above the cliff. Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but be stunned, he already felt that the deadly danger was approaching him step by step. Zhan Zhizhan was trying to listen intently, but he didn't expect that the Vietnamese monkey under him took advantage of the moment when his attention was diverted, and his waist and hips arched suddenly, trying to throw Zhan Zhizhan down.

Zhan Zhizhan, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, and after joining the army and undergoing devilish training, how can he fall for such a bad act as a Vietnamese monkey. Zhan Zhizhan used his legs to lift his butt lightly with the power of the Vietnamese monkey, and the power of the Vietnamese monkey trying to turn him down was invisible. Almost at the same time, the 54 pose of the right hand was aimed at the head of the Vietnamese monkey.

"Ah......h Almost at the same time, there was a loud "pop", and Zhan Zhizhan pulled the trigger of the May Fourth style. Almost at the same time, Zhan Zhizhan rolled over and rolled down the corpse of the Vietnamese monkey.

There was only a difference of a few tenths of a second, and the Vietnamese monkeys on the hillside shot indiscriminately in the direction of Zhan Zhizhan. Immediately afterward, several grenades flew in, "boom", "boom", "boom" exploded around Zhan Zhizhan, and the dirt that exploded covered him. After the grenade exploded, Zhan Zhizhan shrank his neck and shook the soil, touching his body up and down, but fortunately he was not injured. He secretly rejoiced in his heart, and pondered: "Hehe...... As long as he is not injured, Lao Tzu has the capital to do it with the Vietnamese monkeys on the hillside! Lao Tzu has to snatch the rucksack back first! ……”

Zhan Zhizhan quickly pulled out the "Type 80" submachine pistol, and with a movement of his fingers, he opened the safe. He looked around and saw a dirt pit on the right, so he crawled over it, and then slowly poked his head out to observe. The characteristic gunshot sound of the "AK47" is easy to distinguish, especially the fire from the muzzle of the gun, which allows Zhan Zhizhan to easily identify a total of two Vietnamese monkeys. Because everyone who uses guns knows that the fire and smoke of the guns and bullets produced by "Lao Maozi" are relatively large. The guns and shells produced in our country have much less fire and smoke. The guns and bullets of the Yankees and other Western countries are relatively close to ours.

"Da Da Da Da"! "Da Da Da Da"! The gunfire of the "AK47" is so calm, this is obviously not the rhythm that ordinary people can fight, only people who have undergone strict training can do it, and it is obviously the comrade-in-arms of the Vietnamese monkey that Zhan Zhizhan just killed. With the light of the muzzle of the "AK47", Zhan Zhizhan found a Vietnamese monkey hiding behind a mound, and his left hand was raised, "Da Da"! Type 80 with a short point shot, that Vietnamese monkey disappeared. I don't know if he hit it, but Zhan Zhizhan is still very confident in his marksmanship.

At this time, actual combat experience plays a decisive role. On the southern Xinjiang front, many of our young soldiers who participated in the actual battle thought that the Vietnamese monkey had been killed after knocking down the Vietnamese monkey for the first time, and they would stand up with extreme excitement. He would think, "It's been a few months since I went to the front, and I haven't seen what a Vietnamese monkey looks like." It's great to have killed one with my own hands today, and I have to see what the Vietnamese monkeys look like, and they didn't come to the front line in vain. ……”

The remaining Vietnamese monkeys discovered Zhan Chi Cham's location, and the bullets from the "AK47" were immediately transferred to Zhan Chi Cham. The hard training and the tempering of the war took effect at this time, and the reactions were all subconscious, Zhan Zhizhan subconsciously lowered his head, and the bullet grazed his face and hit the dirt slope, "poof", "poof", leaving a scorching smell.

"His grandmother's! What a hanging! ......" Zhan Zhizhan's face was scorched by the flames of the bullet tail of the "AK47" bullet, and it hurt hotly for a long time. Zhan Zhizhan hurriedly turned over and changed his position, and the Vietnamese monkey on the opposite side obviously didn't find it, and the target of the shot was still where Zhan Zhizhan had been.

Zhan Zhizhan fired another burst based on the flame of the Vietnamese monkey "AK47" assault rifle, but he was sure that it didn't hit, and the Vietnamese monkey had apparently shifted his firing position. Without much hesitation, Zhan Zhizhan immediately changed his position, because people who had been trained in the system could judge the opponent's position by their voices. As expected, the Vietnamese monkey fired two more shots, and the bullet accurately hit Zhan Zhizhan's position just now, and the fire from the muzzle of the gun was basically invisible.

Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but curse secretly: "Fuck! Lao Tzu has a bad year today, and he has encountered stubble! ……”

Zhan Zhizhan must be quick to decide. He realized that the longer the time dragged on, the more likely it was that the Vietnamese monkeys would come to reinforce him. And his own 80 against the opponent's "AK47", suffered in firepower. If reinforcements from the Vietnamese monkeys arrived, he would be even more passive. Zhan Zhizhan must deal with this very threatening Vietnamese monkey as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to get out. At this time, the Vietnamese monkey on the opposite side also seemed to sense something, and did not shoot again, he must also be looking for the specific location of Zhan Zhizhan's target.