The captain's fists were clenched tightly, Yin Zhe's narrow eyes flashed fiercely, and he gave Huo Qing a fierce look, but in the end he did not hit him again.
What Huo Qing said makes sense. Now is not the time to lose your temper. You have to think of a way out. The captain pondered for a moment.
He suddenly turned around and waved his arms vigorously towards the panicked and whispering subordinates:
"Quiet, listen to me!"
Everyone slowly quieted down, and hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him. The captain stood on a big stone, looked serious, cleared his throat, and shouted:
"Brothers, let's~"
"Puff~pah~"
Before the captain finished speaking, there was a bloody hole between his eyebrows, and gorgeous and monstrous blood bloomed on the back of his head, and he fell on his back without saying a word.
"Wow~"
The captain was sniped on the spot, and the artillery squadron was inexplicably killed in an instant. The ragtag group under him immediately exploded.
Some turned their guns around and fired blindly into the woods, some froze on the spot and were at a loss, and some even wanted to run away.
Everyone was pushing each other, gunshots, curses, shouts, and cries were mixed together, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
They had never seen a real battle, and they were just a bunch of novices pecking each other, bullying good people, just for a living, but now they were frightened.
"Don't panic, don't panic, there is only one person on the other side!"
Huo Qing waved his arms and shouted loudly, but he came to the position through nepotism and usually had little authority.
Now that his backer was head-shot in public, in such a noisy environment, the sky was full of excitement and a pot of porridge had been cooked, and no one paid attention to him.
Of course, not everyone is panicking. The remaining squadron leaders and squad leaders are all veterans who have been on the battlefield. At this time, they are working hard to stabilize the situation and try to counterattack.
A burly bald squadron leader kicked a guy who was running around to the ground:
"You are paralyzed, don't run blindly, quickly find cover, Nighthawk, come here, quickly find the opponent's sniper, and fight back immediately~"
"Puff~pah~"
The squadron leader, who was squatting behind a tree and shouting loudly, was shot in the temple, and half of the top of his head was opened. The sharpshooter named Nighthawk was covered in blood and brains.
His eyes were blank and dull, and he muttered to himself:
"The bullet arrives first, and the sound comes later. It's at least 500 meters away, and the gun hits the head. I can't even touch an opponent like this!"
"Pah~pah~pah~"
In the distance, the crisp sound of gunshots was very rhythmic and kept ringing out, like the death charm of the King of Hell. Every time a gunshot was fired, one person would be headshot.
Moreover, they were either squadron leaders or squad leaders. In just 3 minutes, almost everyone in charge was named and shot in the head.
The majesty of the long-range rapid-fire sniper to dominate the local battlefield was vividly displayed by Du Weiguo at this moment!
By this time, the team had been completely broken up and destroyed by Du Weiguo alone. All the officials and managers had been killed, and all the smart ones had disappeared without a trace.
The few remaining people were either so frightened that they lay on the ground and shivered behind the trees, or they were completely confused and fired blindly into the woods.
There is no doubt that when the battle loss ratio of an ordinary army exceeds 30%, it is likely to be defeated.
If all the military chiefs were killed, 10% would be enough, but the mob in front of them was even more unbearable. The moment the captain was killed, they had actually begun to collapse.
At this moment, Huo Qing was also shot, one of his legs was broken, and he was leaning against a stone, panting.
Of course, this cannot be Du Weiguo's missed shot. He deliberately wanted to leave one alive.
Du Weiguo always wants to know where these people come from and where their hometown is. These are the things that Du Weiguo always wants to know.
If you follow the vine, there will always be a vine, right?
This Huo Qing looks like a manager, running around here and there, very active, but no one pays attention to him. He should be on the sidelines, so Du Weiguo definitely keeps him.
After the last few guys who were shooting randomly were shot in the head by Du Weiguo, the gunfire stopped completely, and the whole world became pure.
There was no one left standing at the scene, and the only few left were cowards who were so frightened that they didn't even have the courage to get up and run away.
If a person like this is given a gun, he will not dare to resist!
After Huo Qing was injured, he originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos and escape, but as soon as he tried to stand up, a bullet knocked off his earlobe.
The severe pain made Huo Qing understand something. They didn't want to kill him at all, but they were not allowed to leave. He was captured, by a sharpshooter who was hundreds of meters away or even farther away.
He stuffed the pistol into his mouth, his eyes were blood red, the veins on his forehead and neck popped out, and he let out a low growl like a beast in his throat.
After a while, Huo Qing leaned on the stone with a dejected look and threw away the weapon in his hand. He didn't want to die and couldn't do it!
Like a giant eagle, Du Weiguo suddenly fell from the sky and landed steadily on the ground. He put away the Jiuyou Lock in his hand, held the drum-style akm, and walked to Huo Qing's side carelessly.
Du Weiguo didn't even bother to look at the few guys lying on the ground around him, shivering like quails.
Du Weiguo glanced at him condescendingly and said in a cold tone: "Can you understand what I say?"
Du Weiguo spoke authentic Mandarin. Huo Qing's face turned gloomy, and he nodded numbly, with a dejected expression and a hoarse voice:
"I am also Chinese, so I understand."
Du Weiguo curled his lips and said in a teasing tone:
"Ha! If you had shot just now, I would respect you as a man, but since you are not willing to die, then I will give you a chance. I ask, and you tell me. The condition is that I don't want to hear a word of nonsense!
"
Huo Qing's eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded quickly. Du Weiguo put the rifle on his shoulder, took out the cigarette case, and slowly lit a cigarette with a dull tone:
"Whose subordinates are you?"
"General Kuncha, we are~"
At the Thoreau tree in front of the Eight Hundred Dragon Camp, the long-awaited big fox looked at Du Weiguo, who was striding towards it, with uncontrollable joy in his eyes.
Hu Diehua actually knew very well that no matter how many people there were in Jungle and no matter how sharp their guns were, they could not be Du Weiguo's opponent and could not hurt him in the slightest.
But she just couldn't suppress her worry. This kind of worry and sadness for no reason made Miss Hu feel strange and happy at the same time.
Maybe, is this called caring?
Du Weiguo was walking like a dragon and a tiger, and there was an indescribable smell of blood and gunpowder smoke on his body, which was pungent and unpleasant.
For Miss Hu, who has an extremely sensitive sense of smell, this smell is even more terrible, but she feels nothing at the moment, and all her emotions are filled with joy.
"Da Du, you are back and have finished fighting? Where are we going now? To Hong Kong Island?"
The big fox had a cheerful tone and asked a series of questions. His beautiful dark red eyes were shining with charm and joy.
"No, I'm exhausted. I'll take a rest first!"
Du Weiguo sat down on the root of the tree and lit two cigarettes. One person and one fox sat side by side in front of the root of the tree and smoked.
It was the sunrise at this time. The morning sun was rising slowly from the east, leaping out of the horizon and over the treetops of the jungle. Du Weiguo leaned lazily on the sal tree:
“It’s great to see the sunrise on a new day!”
"What's so strange about sunrise? Why don't you tell me where it is?"
The big fox tilted his head, glanced at Du Weiguo, showed a humane smile on his face, and joked in a brisk tone.
"Oh, being able to see the sunrise proves that I am still alive!"
Du Weiguo's tone was sighing, his eyes were distant, and he flicked the cigarette butt towards the messy Eight Hundred Dragon camp.
Miss Hu was speechless for a moment. She originally thought that Du Wei would hold back a line of ancient poetry that fit the occasion, but in the end, it turned out to be such a shocking statement.
But when she thought about it, Miss Hu felt relieved. That night, Du Weiguo was like a murderer. He waded through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. How could he still be in the mood to recite poems and write poems?
But at this time, Du Weiguo's tone was dull:
"I lift my sword and ride astride, waving the ghost rain, white bones are like mountain birds flying in terror, worldly things are like the tide, people are like water, I only sigh that a few people are returning to the rivers and lakes, Hu Da, is this poem about rivers and lakes still suitable for the occasion?"
The big fox peeked at Du Weiguo, who looked a little lonely. He spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and took the initiative to liven up the atmosphere:
"Duda, now that we have taken revenge, where should we go next? Didn't you say you would take me to eat delicious food all over the world? Hong Kong Island?"
As expected, a smile appeared on Du Weiguo's face. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the fur of the big fox with a joking tone:
"I said, Aunt Hu Daxian, can you be a little more fairy-like? Why do you think about smoking, drinking and eating all day long? Can you pursue it a little bit?"
Upon hearing this, the big fox immediately gave Du Weiguo an angry look:
"What's wrong? Don't you want to eat or smoke? Let me tell you what you want."
Du Weiguo was silent for a moment, slowly exhaled the smoke, and slowly straightened up, with a lonely expression and a low tone:
"My biggest pursuit now is to rescue my wife! Hu Da, I have to rely heavily on you for this matter."
Du Weiguo stretched out his hand again when he spoke, preparing to touch the big fox, but at this moment the big fox ran away a few meters away, and said in a cold tone:
"You smell fishy and smelly, and there are blood stains on your hands. Don't touch me!"
Hu Da suddenly acted like a little girl losing her temper. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, not knowing what was going on, but he was too lazy to think about it.
He fought hard all night, seemingly with ease, but in fact he was exhausted. Du Weiguo stood up and walked towards the Eight Hundred Dragons' camp.
He now needs to eat, wash and sleep. Although the surface part of the Eight Hundred Dragons has been completely destroyed, the underground base is indeed intact and can meet all his needs.
"Where are you going?"
When the big fox saw Du Weiguo standing up, he also stood up. He wanted to jump directly on his shoulders, but because of his dignity, he did not act and just shouted.
Du Weiguo didn't look back, he just raised his arm and waved his fingers frivolously:
"I want to eat and sleep, Hu Da, I'll prepare delicious food for you, come here quickly!"
The big fox snorted softly, raised his head proudly, and his beautiful eyes were full of joy:
"Hmph, that's pretty much it. I guess you're sensible~"
There is indeed a lot of food stored in Babailong's underground base. There is also a small canteen connected to a small kitchen, including boilers and stove covers.
Du Weiguo was very tired and was too lazy to put in any effort, so he steamed a large pot of rice, washed a few pieces of bacon, a few sausages, and steamed them in together with a few potatoes.
After taking care of this, Du Weiguo walked to the underground floor, where there was a public washroom, bathroom, and toilet.
I turned on the faucet and tried it. There was water and it was very clear. It seemed that the water pipe was not damaged.
Du Weiguo quickly stripped off his clothes and took a cold shower. His body was stained with dirt and blood weighing more than a kilogram.
After taking a shower, feeling refreshed, Du Weiguo picked some clean clothes from Xiaozhuang's room and changed into them.
There is no way, Du Weiguo's backpack has been blown to pieces, he can't take out the clothes from the space to wear, right? Fortunately, Xiaozhuang has a similar figure to him, and he is quite well-dressed.
After putting on clean clothes, Du Weiguo felt relaxed, holding a cigarette in his mouth and sniffing lightly. At this time, the entire passage was filled with the aroma of rice meat, which made people salivate.
"It smells so good! It's almost time to start dinner."
Du Weiguo curled up his lips, hummed a tune, and prepared to go to the kitchen to see how the rice was doing.
"Du Da~"
The big fox suddenly appeared and blocked his way. His tone was hesitant. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows:
"What's wrong? Are you so hungry that you can't stand it anymore? It's almost time to eat. I'm going to go see you~"
"No, I also want to take a shower. Wait until I finish and then we can have dinner together~"
Du Weiguo glanced at the big fox's smooth, smooth and seemingly spotless fiery red fur in surprise. He suppressed a smile and said in a joking tone:
"Hu Da, you are a serious fox fairy, but you don't even know how to clean, right?"
When the big fox heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes and replied angrily:
"Duda, have you watched too many fairy tales? How can there be any kind of magic in this world?"
Du Weiguo curled his lips disapprovingly:
"Hu Da, you have such a thick hair, when can you do it? How about I eat first, and then make a pot for you~"
Upon hearing this, the big fox suddenly became furious: "No, you have to wait for me to eat together, I, I will be quick!"
Du Weiguo shrugged his shoulders, raised his hand and glanced at his watch:
"Okay, but I can only wait for you for half an hour. It's 6:22 now, and I can wait for you until 52 at most. Aunt Hu Daxian, I'm really tired and want to finish eating early and go to bed."
"Okay, just half an hour~"
After saying that, the big fox instantly transformed into a red light and rushed into the bathroom very quickly. Soon the sound of rustling water could be heard inside.
Du Weiguo stood in the passage, raised his neck, the smoke from his mouth shot out like a long arrow, sneered, and mocked himself with a weird look:
"Damn it, am I out of my mind? A big fox is taking a bath. I actually think the atmosphere is a bit ambiguous. Eh~"
Du Weiguo shivered violently and stepped towards the kitchen on the second underground floor.