In the past few days, Chen Cao's walking nerves are slowly recovering and he can hold on to the cave wall and walk slowly around. Mosika is very happy and wants to help Chen Cao for a walk outside the cave, but
Members of the jihadist organization were strictly restricted from going out.
Chen Cao knows that in the past few days, more guerrillas from the Jihad organization have come and fewer have returned. Every day, some people go to the caves to rest, and every day, some people go out to fight, but the number of people who come back is not proportional. Chen Cao sees all this.
In my eyes, these days, I have rarely seen indigenous soldiers. Instead, they are mostly white and black.
Obviously, these are mercenaries.
"It seems that the situation is not optimistic. I have to step up my action. I don't know if Zhou Hongye and the others have been found. If they are not found, it would be too bad!" It seems that the situation is not optimistic. Chen Cao moved his legs.
With the support of Mosika, while thinking, he speeded up the pace of walking in the cave.
"Brother Matsumoto, how are you feeling now!" Mosika, who was supporting Chen Cao, opened his eyes wide and pulled him back from his thoughts.
"Oh, it's nothing, I feel pretty good!" Chen Cao patted Mosika on the head, feeling really wronged by this little brother, who had been taking care of himself like this for the past twenty days.
Mosika looked at Chen Cao's face getting more and more rosy and his body getting better day by day, and smiled sweetly.
He said: "Brother Matsumoto, if you can get some bone soup now, it can help you recover faster!"
"Really, haha, it's no longer necessary. I'll just rest for a few more days. Then, I'll accompany you to find your father!" Chen Cao looked at the little brother in front of him with a smile.
"Hurry up, bring me a drink, haha, I killed two Justice League special forces members today!"
While the two were talking, there was a noise outside.
Chen Cao understood that these were white mercenaries from the jihadist organization. They were also the longest surviving warriors Chen Cao had ever seen in this cave. They were also the overlords.
"Wow, Kyle, look what you brought!" Following the voice, Chen Cao slowly poked his head out and saw a tall white man wearing camouflage uniforms holding a round thing in his hand.
, covered with blood, was holding a bottle of wine in one hand and pouring it into his mouth, while holding up the round thing, proud of it.
The jihadist guerrillas around them were surrounding each other in admiration. You must know that after fighting for such a long time, apart from the regular troops, they could not even see the shadow of the opponent's special forces.
"Brother Matsumoto, what are you looking at!" Mosika also poked her head out curiously, looking at what Kyle was holding in his hand under the light of the fire.
"It's the head!" Chen Cao said coldly. Although he treated the enemy without mercy, he was limited to killing the enemy. He was very dissatisfied with this approach of not leaving the whole body.
Wow, Mosika quickly shrank her head in fear.
Seeing the once proud group of holy warriors now surrounding the mercenary Kyle, Chen Cao retracted his head in disdain, and at this moment, another white mercenary proudly held up a
head, shouting: "I'm so happy today, let's cut open this head and see what's inside!" As he said this, the white mercenary took out a dagger from his waist.
Just before he took out the dagger, Chen Cao's eyes suddenly lit up as he was about to retract his head. It was the "Parting Blades" that were taken away by members of the jihadist organization that day. It seemed that for so long, he had been captured by this person.
A group of tyrannical mercenaries snatched it away.
"That's fine. Tomorrow, I will take revenge on Mosika as well!" Chen Cao thought secretly.
"Mosika, where are you little guy? Why don't you get some water? Come and wash me. You don't want that damn cripple to eat tonight, do you?" The voice from outside continued.
"Haha, Brooke, you're damn good at this. This little boy looks pretty young, why don't you blow him up tonight!" came Kyle's voice.
Mosheka looked at Chen Cao, the knuckles of his fingers were already turning white. He gently pressed his hand and said: "Brother Matsumoto, now is not the time for a head-on confrontation. Anyway, I have become accustomed to it these days. I will go and get it."
Just come!" After saying that, he gave Chen Cao a smile and walked out.
"Haha, little guy, I'm happy today. If you serve me well, I'll give you a piece of meaty leg to eat!" Brooke laughed hahaly. He and Kyle lay on the stone platform paved with thick quilts.
In the originally small cave, he and three foreign mercenaries, Kyle, Brooke, and Arthur, occupied half of the space and enjoyed all the supplies, while the other holy warriors could only huddle in a corner and tremblingly invited these big horses over.
The foreign mercenaries obeyed orders, and they had to give them half of the supplies they had worked so hard to capture. If they were not satisfied, they would be beaten or scolded, which showed no human rights at all.
"Yeah!" When he heard that there were meaty legs, Mosheka held the basin and nodded heavily. He stared wide-eyed and smiled innocently. For how many days, he and Chen Cao could only eat fat meat.
, vegetable roots and soup made from the remaining bones they had eaten. Now that he heard the yellow-haired, blue-eyed mercenary in front of him saying that he wanted to give him meat legs, he had already begun to imagine the scene of eating meat legs with Chen Cao.
"Come, rub it for me!" Brooke took off his clothes, revealing his strong muscles, lying on the thick cotton pad, and motioned for Mosheka to wipe his back, while Kyle and another mercenary with a swarthy figure
Arthur smiled slightly and looked at Moshika. Usually, they didn't look at Moshika directly, but today, they looked at Moshika with something strange.
It's just that Mosika has now begun to immerse herself in the happiness promised by "Meat Legs" and doesn't realize it at all.
Mosika held the basin, poured out the water from the kettle, put a towel on it to wring it out, and gently wiped the blood on Brook's skin on his back.
"Well!" Brooke raised his eyes and let out a comfortable sigh. What he didn't know was that the members of the holy warriors who were hiding had already scolded the eighteenth generation of their ancestors in their hearts.
, in the desert, water has always been seen as the fountain of life, a gift given by the true god of the sun to mortals, and now during the war, the Justice League army has already known the weaknesses of the jihadist organization, and has ruled out the use of special forces to attack the guerrillas.
At the same time, it also excludes conventional troops from controlling all water sources in the mountains and forests.
It was the water that Brooke asked Moses to wipe his back with. I don’t know how many guerrillas sacrificed to get it.
Although they thought so, looking at the three big and rough foreign mercenaries, they dared to be angry and dare not speak out. The first reason was because of the protection of Shenma, but because these foreign mercenaries were really capable and they were no match for them.
Chen Cao, who was standing by and holding on to the cave wall, noticed something strange in their eyes, and a bad premonition came to his heart. He was helpless. Although this group of mercenaries looked careless, they had excellent military qualities. As early as the first time they entered the cave entrance,
Starting from one day, all weapons that could threaten them in this cave were confiscated, so now, Chen Cao has no usable weapons in his hands.
Mosika wiped Brooke's back vigorously, a little sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, and his thin clothes were already wet. What he didn't notice was that the eyes of Kyle and others had highlighted Lan Youyou's gaze.
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"Mosika, my good boy, come and wipe it for me too!" Arthur, who was also naked and lying on the quilt, said with a malicious smile.
"Yes!" Mosheka agreed simply, took the towel, twisted it into the iron basin, and went to help Arthur wipe his back. At this moment, Kyle couldn't hold it anymore and held Mosheka in his arms.
In the middle, the thick arms made Mosheka shaken, but the palms of his hands touched Mosheka's chest heavily.
"What are you doing? Don't do it!" Mosika struggled and shouted in Kyle's arms. The water in the basin spread all over the floor. As he struggled, he fell to the ground with a clang, and the echo in the cave was particularly clear.
"Haha, I've said it before, this guy is a woman, you can't touch her...!" Kyle Y said to Brooke with a smile.
So what are you waiting for? We are so happy today, we brothers are so happy! As Arthur said this, he jumped up and was about to rush over to pounce on Mosika's pants. He said with a smile on his face: "Now, no matter whether you are a boy or a boy.
Girl, I can’t bear it anymore, look at this skin!”
Plop! Arthur was intoxicated with himself and stepped forward to take off Mosheka's pants. Without paying attention, he was kicked in the abdomen by Mosheka who resisted desperately. He fell to the ground, and with a crash, he pulled off the clothes on Mosheka's pants.
A piece of cloth exposed the white calves.
"Haha..." Brooke laughed and said, "Arthur, you loser, you must have been kicked in the penis!"
"Damn, you son of a bitch, Kyle, hold it down for me, I don't believe in disciplining this little bitch!" Arthur climbed up from the ground in disgrace, and touched his crotch with his hand, it was okay.
, as long as it is close to an inch, it seems that your little bird will never want to fly in this life.
"Okay, let's see what you are capable of, but you have to hurry up. We haven't had meat for a month. It seems like this is the first time for this little guy. You are so lucky!" Kyle was still holding Moshika.
, as if the prey was in his hand, and he wanted to play with it before eating it. Moses was stuck in his arms, hugged by iron-like arms, without any power to move it.
Arthur ran over and slapped Moshika fiercely several times, shouting: "Damn it, I told you to kick me, I told you to kick me!" The beating made Moshika exhale, and his chest heaved up and down.
Arthur tore off Mosheka's already tattered coat with a crash, revealing her extremely flat belly and slightly raised bones wrapped in a pair of underwear and vests.
The three mercenaries, who were suffering from severe overproduction of male hormones, saw Moshika who was almost knocked unconscious. They saw her snow-white skin, drool drooled from the corners of their mouths, and their eyes went straight.
Seeing that a tragedy was about to happen, the jihadi guerrilla soldiers sat around the fire indifferently, buried their heads in their crotches, and pretended to turn a blind eye.
Brooke could no longer bear the flames of desire in his heart, so he turned over and got on Mosika's body.