The moment Shen Rusong was distracted and looked at Shen Si who had slipped into the crowd, his opponent's counterattack came.
As worthy of being a member of the Renaissance Army of the previous generation, his skills never slackened even though he had been a prisoner in the valley for several years.
Taking advantage of Shen Rusong's distraction, the man pretended to show his weakness, then stepped forward and hit Shen Rusong on the bridge of the nose with a push.
Shen Rusong narrowly dodged, but as soon as the opponent's real backhand came, he aimed the palm bone at Shen Rusong's chin and struck out with the Shenglong Fist. In an instant, he almost lost consciousness, and he retreated continuously. It took a few steps to slow down.
This time, Shen Rusong was really angry. They were all from the same army. In front of outsiders, they actually exerted such vigor. Could it be that this group fight was a bit of a show-off?
You seem to be willing to be a dog for savages, but you are not allowed to be a slave for an ambitious newcomer? Shen Rusong made a grappling movement and looked at the two comrades next to him. The three of them began to press forward step by step. As the person in front of him kicked out his whip leg, Shen Rusong increased his speed and punched with great force. The third person, whom the Russian Empress was staring at, went around from behind and easily subdued him.
Shen Rusong's jaw bone was hit hard, and the dizziness was still strong. He knew that this blow was really going to hit hard, and the cervical vertebrae could be bent. It was a dead blow. Since the opponent didn't hold back, Shen Rusong directly He stomped the man's weak spot hard until he screamed, put his head in his hands and curled up.
Now that he had made a gesture of defeat, Shen Rusong did not continue to pursue. He returned to the battle group, but as soon as he turned around, a kettle came towards him. Shen Rusong subconsciously moved to hide. Although his reaction speed was very fast, but Finally, the shot was slow,
There was a "bang" sound, and Shen Rusong's head shook violently, and blood dripped from his forehead. Shen Rusong felt that the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back to the wall, holding on to the wall to prevent him from collapsing.
"Squad leader!" Seeing Shen Rusong being treated so cruelly, someone in the battle circle shouted angrily.
"I'm going to %￥ you!" Yang Qi, who was surrounded in the center, riding on someone else's chest and shooting from left to right, immediately became red-eyed and punched the person on the head. His hand was wrapped with a water-soaked coat, and the force of the punch was , strong enough to be pulled away by his own people, otherwise someone would really die.
Xie Guorong on the other side saw Shen Rusong being knocked unconscious. He didn't care that he was still being beaten. He protected his head with both arms, held his back and received severe blows. He was knocked out of the battle circle like a cannonball and flew up with a kick to knock the kettle unconscious. The squad leader's bitch kicked her until she hit the wall and bounced back.
It's okay if there's no blood in the fight, but if there's blood there's less scruples. How much mercy can the prisoners who are already full of anger be able to talk about?
He was also dissatisfied with the obedient old prisoners. Encouraged by the bark smoke, his anger boiled on his forehead. The few personal belongings left behind, such as water bottles, boots and even dog tags, were rolled into his hands. They were used for whatever they were. All the grappling and fighting techniques I learned were put to use.
On the other hand, Shen Rusong was sitting in the corner, covering his forehead with stars in his eyes. Yang Qi jumped up and down anxiously, tearing open his shirt and wrapping the injured area first, shouting to Xie Guorong to find the medical soldier quickly, and yelling at Li Hao to get it back for ten million yuan. Face, how can there be any reason to be beaten for no reason?
Shen Rusong temple
He was jumping "quickly" and was a little out of breath. He grabbed Yang Qi's trousers who was about to stand up and said in a hoarse voice: "Stop, stop, enough, enough..." Yang Qi's legs were long and his steps were as heavy as loose. Unable to hold on, and seeing the battle group becoming more and more chaotic, Shen Rusong endured the pain in his head, staggered to his feet, summoned enough energy, and roared: "Stop!" However, his words did not have much impact.
It wasn't until Li Minbo and Pang Rensheng entered that the situation was really under control. But at this time, there were already more than 20 people lying on the ground groaning, but not one of the old captive soldiers fell down. All the injured ones were dragged away. Return to the formation and rest.
This comparison makes a judgment call.
"The savages are obviously watching the show." Shen Rusong covered his shirt that was soaked with blood. He found that the savage guards outside the blockade looked very interested. They did not appear to control order at all. They just locked the Provide a place for exposure to avoid further trouble.
Li Minbo came over and took a look at his injuries, indicating that the problem was not serious, and said: "This is obviously to help one group and hit another."
"It's nothing, it's expected." Shen Rusong gritted his teeth and signaled that he didn't need help. He took a breath and continued: "I hope the person on the other side understands what we mean."
"Is it too fast to show good intentions?" Pang Rensheng didn't quite agree with Shen Rusong's plan. In his opinion, a large-scale brawl would start as soon as they entered. Once the savages' attention was attracted and the team would be dispersed throughout the valley, it would be more difficult to gather them together and they would be easy to break up.
Shen Rusong did not demote himself because the other party was a lieutenant, but insisted: "We must try our best to do what we can." Seeing that the two were about to argue, Li Minbo changed the subject and said: "Shen Si Back." Covered by the crowd, Li Minbo took the thing from Shen Si's hand. It was an old-fashioned metal identification tag, a secondary card, with the words
The name of "Wang Kunming". When the fight started, Shen Si got into the ranks of the old captive soldiers under cover. With his small stature and quick hands, Shen Si got a signboard belonging to the opponent's leader.
The secondary card is used when collecting the corpse of a fallen soldier. The undertaker breaks off the other half of the identification plate and takes it away. The main card is stuffed into the corpse's mouth or hand to double confirm the identity.
However, the current Renaissance Army no longer uses metal signs, but replaces them with identification badges. Going to all the trouble to get such a sign is naturally not just to humiliate the leader on the opposite side. It is not only to create an opportunity to get closer, but also to use it as a tool.
The fight lasted for less than a quarter of an hour and then stopped. The savage guards nearby watched the fun and returned to watching the fun, but adhering to the basic principle of not missing work and not causing any loss of life, they locked up the few leaders.
The remaining people were herded into the workshop. Li Minbo was the first to take action, and was identified as the leader of the new prisoners. Naturally, he was tortured by the savages.
However, the degree was not severe. It looked like he had been beaten to a bloody pulp, but in fact they were all skin injuries. It was meant as a shock. At least everyone could realize this when they were escorted through the production workshop.
After being kicked into the solitary room, Li Minbo went to sleep with his head covered. To him, a mere skin injury was nothing.
As a hunter, during his long career fighting mutant beasts, his physical strength was much higher than that of ordinary people.
"Wang Kunming..." Li Minbo played with the deck of cards that kept changing shapes in his palm. This sign was naturally found during the body search. This non-sharp object and with great commemorative significance was not confiscated.
Taking advantage of the fact that the savages could not understand common characters, Li Minbo successfully brought him out. Because as early as when he was captured in the bunker, he had keenly noticed the man shrouded in a dark cloak.
The attitude of the "Binders" towards the Ba'atha prisoners is very interesting. The reason why it is described as interesting is that
The "Binder" showed an attitude at that time that she not only wanted to use these elite hunters for her, but also wanted to use them as bargaining chips in exchange.
otherwise
Before leaving, the "fetter" would not specifically instruct the escort to respect basic military honors as much as possible.
Under Lee Min-bak's shaping, the secondary brand, which contains tin and aluminum, gradually turned into the shape of a key.
This is Lee Min-bak's unique craft. His family is a locksmith. Matching a key according to the model was a major job for him when he was a boy. Moreover, the Jaegers themselves are a type of special operations force. When exploring pre-war ruins, they inevitably have to break into locks. It is necessary to temporarily use something like iron wire to unlock the door quietly.
Insert the key made of the deck of cards into the keyhole. The structure of this iron door lockhole is very simple. It won't take long for him to hear it.
"Click" sound. However, beyond such a simple lock, there is a lever, which is not a lock, but cannot be unlocked by the person inside.
After all, savages are not fools. However, Li Minbo was not discouraged. He blew a special whistle of a hunter, which was a higher-frequency sound of a night insect.
After a while, the lever was released. The person who came was the owner of the second card. The two looked at each other, and Wang Kunming warned the guards in a low voice that it was time to return from the changing of the guard, and left in a hurry.
Obviously, Li Minbo made the right bet. Li Minbo had met him in the casino. Wang Kunming was a hunter in Yungang. The two of them had gone on missions together, so it was considered a good match. Unexpectedly, they both became prisoners during this meeting.
The hunter was much smarter than the others. Wang Kunming realized that his deck had been taken away, and Li Minbo made a whistle at him as he was being escorted away.
This behavior is self-evident. With the convenience of Wang Kunming, who moved quite freely, Li Minbo entered the shadow of the workshop. One day was enough for Li Minbo to check the basic situation of the workshop.
The confinement room he was in was at the end of the large corridor of the production workshop. It could be seen that it was converted from a small warehouse compartment. He followed the partition and got into the large warehouse.
Here, he saw many low-end water-cooled armors being cataloged and inventoried. With particularly good eyesight, he saw another batch of handmade gas masks with a second breathing tube hanging from them.
"What is this?" Li Minbo inspected the masks and found that in addition to the first adsorption box equipped with activated carbon filters, there was also a second adsorption box.
He couldn't tell what kind of substance the powder in the box was, and he couldn't tell what color it was in the dark. It should be black or red.
At this moment, the warehouse door suddenly opened, and Li Minbo hurriedly hid in the pile of oilcloth. Through the gap, he saw two teams of shamans, arguing with each other in a language he could not understand?
"That's bad, it's a bloodhound." Li Minbo thought bad when he saw a famous shaman leading a large dog with no hair all over its body and a disproportionate nose and mouth.
This kind of dog has an extremely sensitive sense of smell, and it may not be possible to alert him every minute. As he expected, the hound howled, and the shaman, who was interrupted by the argument, realized that there might be someone else in the warehouse, and signaled his warriors to start searching.
Li Minbo decided to get back in quickly, but his movements were unavoidable and he knocked over the second adsorption box of the mask, and the powder was immediately sprinkled on half of his body.
He didn't pause too much, aware that the hounds were sniffing through a layer of oilcloth. His mind went blank. The thin layer of oilcloth in front of him was repeatedly bitten by the hounds, but it was not uncovered in the end. Instead, the hounds went to the other side. Amidst the sounds of bites and curses, Li Minbo was able to escape.
Breaking out in a cold sweat, Li Minbo fled back to the solitary room. As promised, he met Wang Kunming who was about to close the lever.
"What's in the second adsorption box? Don't say you don't know! Your people have always been making the gas masks!" Li Minbo said in a suppressed voice. His intuition told him that he escaped and must be related to the powder.
Wang Kunming closed his eyes and said nothing. He was not afraid of Li Minbo's threat to die together and accuse him of helping to escape from prison. Instead, he said that he would not be severely punished for such behavior.
Finally, after Li Minbo made a condition that the one hundred people under his command could listen to him, Wang Kunming slowly said: "This is 'blood sand'."
"It can neutralize your poisonous gas."
