Chapter 221 Old Army (7)

Style: Fantasy Author: Millet's smileWords: 1992Update Time: 24/01/12 19:13:16
It was really a terrible night. The stars flashed in the sky and then fell down. For a while, it was almost impossible to distinguish the east, west, north and south. Otherwise, how could the veteran army have made such a mistake that was so shameful to the world? Since there was a mistake, but I clearly could not have done it more carefully, it seems that I cannot entirely blame myself for the mistake.

That night, the veteran army fled desperately, with countless U.S. troops chasing after him, and the sound of gunfire was as dense as rain. If the veteran army had not been extremely resourceful and wanted to escape from the clutches of the U.S. military, just dream. Finally dodging the hail of bullets, Lao Jun sat on a rock and looked up at the sky again. There were still no stars. The night was really as thick as ink.

When the old soldier fled to a small river, the U.S. military behind him was already close at hand, and it would not take long before he was killed. The old army lost contact with the company at this time. He was alone and couldn't tell the direction. It wasn't that he couldn't tell the direction. It was just that the sky suddenly lost the stars. No matter who it was, it was not easy to know the direction. matter.

After escaping like this for a while, an American soldier suddenly rushed forward and grabbed the old soldier, and already punched him directly in the heart of the old soldier. At this time, the old army was not in a hurry. He caught the American punch, raised his left foot, followed the same pattern, aimed at his heart and kicked him, causing him to fall to the ground. Seeing more U.S. troops rushing towards them, even if the old army had three heads and six arms, they might not be able to cope with them. If they didn't run away, they would be gone, and they would disappear like the wind in the vast night.

The American soldier ran away from the old soldier, and he screamed for a while, hating his own lack of progress that allowed such a helpless man to run away alive. Life is so shameful. The US military is about to commit suicide and stop living. Otherwise, how will it feel when we recall this unbearable past in the future? What's the point of living?

At this moment, the old army should not have appeared, but the US military saw him. The US military originally wanted to commit suicide to thank the world, but at this time, they suddenly became ecstatic, shouted and rushed over. It seemed that they had caught this man. The veteran has suffered what he deserves. Although the old soldier was not very tall and powerful, he was not afraid when facing the American soldier. When he heard the American soldier yelling, he thought he was scolding him, and of course he did not forget to hit him back.

When the US military drove the old soldier to the river, they sat down and wanted to take a rest. Anyway, the old soldier had become a turtle in the urn. Want to run away? There are no doors! The old army was alone at this time. He glanced at the sky and knew that it was getting late and that it would be dawn in a while. Instead of taking advantage of the night to escape at this time, during the day, with the support of the large number of American troops, he was still able to escape. If I want to escape, I am afraid that there is no such good thing in the world.

At this time, the old army faced a company of American soldiers alone. Although it was not easy to escape, it was not impossible. Although the U.S. military has a large number of people and can often eat delicacies such as canned beef, they can't do anything to themselves at this time. They don't dare to take half a step forward. At most, they are just following them.

Sometimes they pushed themselves into a hurry, and after the old army roared in the sky, the US troops were quite useless, so they retreated some distance. But it can't really make it leave. It often takes a few steps back and then quietly follows up. It seems that it will not give up unless it kills this old soldier.

Lao Jun also had a fortune teller for himself before. The fortune teller said that his fate should not be cut off, and he could turn bad luck into good luck. In short, it was no big deal. Otherwise, facing this thousands of US troops, the old army's will has already collapsed, and why would they be in the mood to come up with clever tricks to get away from the US military's law?

At this time, the old army saw that the American army did not come forward, so he quietly burned some paper money and other things on the ground for the fortune teller to express his gratitude, although it was not a sign of respect. By the way, I also pray for the blessings of the gods, so that I can escape intact and not become a prisoner of the US military. Otherwise, my life will be in danger.

Of course, Lao Jun still doesn't know whether there are gods or not, but if he prays at this time, if there really is one, he just needs to bless himself a little, and then he will be fine. Why not? So, he lay down under a mound. Of course, the US military would never be able to see him here, so he could rest assured and pray for the blessings of the gods. After burning some paper money in this way, Lao Jun let out a long sigh. I'm afraid his life is no longer in question. With the blessing of the gods, it can be said that escaping is a piece of cake!

At the same time, the old army did not forget to curse the American army, "God above, let this American soldier die a bad death and fall off the cliff and be buried in the belly of a wild wolf." After the curse was over, the old army was busy again. Get up and keep running forward, but you can't let the US military catch you, otherwise, the curse will fall on you.

It was also strange. At this moment, an American soldier suddenly started shouting and was still rolling on the sand. It seemed that he either had a stomachache or a broken leg. At this time, the old army quietly glanced at the American army and felt a little unbearable. However, on the battlefield, you are fighting to the death. If this god does not bless you and wants to curse you, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

At that moment, many American troops shouted. Some held their bellies, some covered their heads, and some even cursed in Chinese. Seeing this, the old army swam into the river. In the blink of an eye, he was already far away from the US military. It seemed that it would be impossible for the US military to catch him again.

When the old soldier swam to the other side of the river, he saw that the American army was still rolling on the sand. He knew that the gods had done something to him, and he was very happy for a while. The old army was not in a hurry to run away, so he sat by the river and watched the tragic scene on the other side. If it had not been on the battlefield, the old army would probably have wanted to go over and help the American army at this time, but after thinking about it, I think it’s better to forget it. I don’t know anything, so what can I do to help others?

"Come on, come on and kill me." Lao Jun shouted as he looked at the other side of the river. But the other side of the river was already quiet and there seemed to be no one there anymore.

The old army then walked calmly, and looking at the sky, it would be dawn soon. Fortunately, he was already standing on the side of the river, and the US military could not do anything to him. Otherwise, if they caught him, what else would happen? Life? However, at this moment, a figure seemed to be moving on the other side of the river. It seemed that the American army was not determined to give up, so they swam over, causing the old army to start running desperately again.

"Your uncle, come here!" The old army roared wildly, which made the American troops who were preparing to cross the river dare not move forward for a while, because the flash of the sword in the old army's hand almost blinded them. The American soldier fell into the river and could not get up for a long time. He could only watch the old soldier walking away step by step, looking back with a fierce look on his face. Seeing the old army like this, the US military did not dare to pursue them for a while. They could only lie down in the river and scream to the sky.