Xia Li sat next to him, listening to Lu Tingyuan, a straight man, telling him a tactful version of "Dream of Red Mansions" here. He couldn't stop talking, instead of directly giving the answer, he went round and round.
Inexplicably, a feeling arises in my mind, which is that when poor students are asked how they did on an exam, they dare not tell them their scores directly, and can only go around and say things like "they didn't do well on the exam." and "they did okay on the exam." , "Hehehe, just average." The perfunctory words avoid direct answers.
He simply folded his arms and leaned against the body of the tank. His eyes with slightly upturned eyes fell lazily on Lu Dingyuan, waiting for him to continue making up things.
Let's see what kind of answer he can spit out in the end.
Lu Dingyuan felt that he had laid the groundwork, and he held the joystick that controlled the direction of the tank tighter.
Taking a deep breath, he said without hesitation: "Just like my parents, or n..."
"DUang!"
There was a loud noise, and the tank's rear was obviously hit hard.
Xia Li and Lu Dingyuan, who were immersed in the conversation, were startled and immediately shrank their necks subconsciously.
The field of view of a tank is very small, especially in the era when such screens were not yet popular. The field of view of a person driving a tank does not exceed 60 degrees at most.
People inside the tank can't see what's going on behind the tank.
Both of their military qualities were online. Lu Dingyuan was driving the tank and could not go out to check the situation. Xia Li immediately stood up and stretched out his head from the open position to check the situation behind.
As a result, when I stuck my head out, I saw a flat stone as big as a human head placed on the platform of the rear half of the tank.
Xia Li:...?
Without thinking too much, he knew that their car had been smashed just now.
Good guy, he even dared to smash a tank. Where did these bold and unruly people come from? He actually dared to attack a military vehicle! ?
Normal people, on this day where the sky is illuminated by the light of the stars and the moon, and there are still some cloudy days, it is impossible to detect the figures of the people who cannot be buried around them.
But Xia Li has extremely strong night vision, and there is not much difference between her during the day and at night.
She glanced at the few people hiding in the forest and narrowed her eyes slightly.
Could it be an assassination? Or do those bad elements have other intentions?
Not only Xia Li also felt that the other party was bold and unruly, but also the people from the Sixth Brigade ambushing nearby.
The young man lying near the captain stared anxiously in the direction of the tank and said in fear: "What should I do? It seems that it missed us. They won't fire at us, right?"
Another person whispered: "Is he really a spy? Don't let us hit the wrong person. The green tank looks like a military one."
When the captain of the Sixth Brigade saw their submissive appearance, he suddenly became furious.
He glared fiercely at the young man next to him, and scolded him angrily: "They didn't even cover their tanks, and you can't even hit such a big hole, so what's the use of you!?"
Everyone was very active while eating, it was so strenuous to do some work! "
Someone argued in a low voice: "Aren't we afraid of making a mistake?
They all drive tanks, so they definitely can't steal our fruit. What if they are members of the army who came out to do a mission, instead of some secret agents who stole the tank? What if we beat them up? "
Just now, a large group of them were lying in the orchard, watching the tank coming alone, with no cover on the top of the tank, so the captain asked people to throw stones into the hole to prevent the other party from moving. It would be best to kill the tank. Stunned.
But it was a military thing after all. Even if they had to throw stones because of the captain's power, their hands were really shaking when they did it!
When the captain of the Sixth Brigade saw their whimpering looks, he suddenly felt that the young people nowadays were really inferior to the previous generation.
Even though he can't figure out things that are easy to understand, their team still has to rely on him.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Do you think any tank can only go out with one tank when performing a mission!?
There is no war going on in our South Island right now. Even if there is a war, the army cannot just send out a tank. The tank must be accompanied by infantry and artillery.
Besides, you also saw that the person coming out was a woman. How can a woman drive a tank? !
That tank was probably stolen by bad guys! The person sitting inside is definitely not a good person. Pick him up and come with me!
They must not be allowed to persecute our South Island and harm our relatives! "
When everyone heard what he said, the expressions on their faces suddenly froze. They were originally unwilling to attack the tank, but now they were completely willing.
Everyone picked up the guy with the same hatred, used the cover of the woods to go behind the tank, and directly outflanked it in the direction of the tank.
Xia Li watched helplessly as a large number of people armed with weapons emerged from the forest after being "smashed into a car", running toward them with ferocious faces, and his nerves suddenly became tense.
"Oh!" He squatted down and shrank his whole body.
He said loudly to Lu Dingyuan: "At seven o'clock in the back, a large number of people are surrounding us."
I was just about to say, you stay here and watch the car while I go and take care of them. The expression on his face became a little weird.
This method of group attack is unlikely to mobilize tanks to defeat them one by one, and the tanks are relatively slow, so the idea of relying on speed to leave first is not realistic.
Lu Dingyuan took out his gun, but he heard Xia Li say in a strange tone: "Why do I feel that those people are not holding guns, but farm tools?"
Lu Dingyuan:?
Lu Dingyuan simply stopped the tank and also cautiously stretched his head to check the situation outside.
Then, the entire tank was surrounded by a dozen young and middle-aged men holding farm tools.
The captain of the Sixth Brigade held up the sledge in his hand, stared at the roof of the armored vehicle with a pair of eyes, and roared with anger and anger: "You have been surrounded! Come out quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude to you!"
