"Fuck! What are you two doing? Are you playing? You are my fucking assistant!" Suddenly the violent roars of the three platoon leaders struck like thunderbolts from the sky.
The third platoon leader, who had arrived at some unknown time, saw his two soldiers hugging and wrestling with each other like old ladies, and was so angry that he couldn't help but fly into a rage.
The third platoon commander, whose eyes were spitting fire, had no intention of stopping when he saw these two guys. He became anxious and hit the automatic rifle in his hand, "ta da da!" Huang Chengcheng's bullet shells flew out and fell to the ground in succession.
The two people who heard the gunfire finally stopped. They looked like donkeys and slowly climbed up from the ground, panting heavily.
"What the hell is going on? I need a reasonable explanation." Three rows of angular eyes shouted harshly, and the veteran glanced at Wang Jun with a cold look.
Suddenly he spoke first: "Platoon leader! It was this young recruit who wanted to rape a Vietnamese woman, but I found out. I stopped him to prevent him from doing it, and this guy went crazy and tried to kill me." Wang Jun When he heard that the veteran was the shameless villain to complain first, he was so angry that he pointed at the veteran's nose with his finger and said tremblingly: "You, you..." But Wang Jun kept saying it for a long time but couldn't say a complete sentence. .
The third platoon leader stared at Wang Jun and asked word for word: "Fuck! Are you crazy about women? You can't even control your own crotch, damn it! I'll shoot you!" He said He raised his gun and pointed the black muzzle at Wang Jun's chest.
"No, no, it's not me! It's him! He's lying!" Wang Jun waved his hands repeatedly and explained aloud with trembling lips.
"He is quibbling, it's him, he not only wants to rape the woman but also wants to kill the child." The veteran slandered Wang Jun viciously, and after speaking, he pointed at the child on the ground not far away.
"What! You want to kill a suckling child, are you still a human being? You have no humanity, beast! Beast!" After hearing what the veteran said, the third platoon leader was really angry.
"No, it's not me, I, I, I didn't do anything." Wang Jun backed away and tried to defend himself.
"Okay!" The third platoon leader calmed down his excitement, and then said seriously: "You can't tell me right now. Besides, I don't have the right to deal with you. Come back with me, and the company commander and instructor will take care of things." We've figured it out." Wang Jun's tight heart relaxed a little when he heard that the third platoon leader said he would take him back. He still believed in the organization, and he believed that the company commander and instructor would not unjustly accuse him.
"Go over! Tie him up." The third platoon leader's gun was still pointed at Wang Jun, and he ordered to the veteran on the other side. After hearing this, the veteran turned his back to the third platoon leader, and took off his belt with a smirk. He walked towards Wang Jun step by step.
"Be honest and don't resist, or you won't even have a chance to go back." The third platoon leader warned with a sharp look. Facing the muzzle of the three platoon leaders, Wang Jun could only surrender.
Just when the veteran was about to tie up Wang Jun, no one expected that the Vietnamese woman, who had been ignored for a long time by the three men who were soldiers, suddenly jumped forward and pounced on the gun thrown by the veteran. The automatic step on the ground.
This woman with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes skillfully picked up the automatic rifle, suddenly pulled the gun bolt, and stared at the veteran's back with cold eyes.
The next second the woman pulled the trigger without hesitation, 'ta da da! 'A row of revenge bullets shot at the veteran's back crazily. Veterans who have been on the line between life and death countless times have a far better sense of danger than recruits who don't understand anything. The veterans immediately made the most reasonable dodge.
After all, the Vietnamese woman is not a professional shooter. She is so weak that she did not press the muzzle of the automatic rifle at all. Most of the bullets were shot away, but even in this way, the left shoulder blade of the veteran was also swept by the bullets of the automatic rifle. , the veteran with blood spurting from his back exclaimed "Ah!" and immediately ran away without looking back. What happened was so sudden that Wang Jun, who was stunned on the spot, took a few steps back at a loss, and fell limply to the ground.
Although the third platoon leader was a veteran, he did not expect that a ragged Vietnamese woman could be so decisive in killing. Her half-kneeling shooting posture was quite standard, and she had received paramilitary training at first glance.
"Hurry up, pick up the gun!" The third platoon leader roared and moved the muzzle of the gun towards the Vietnamese woman. The Vietnamese woman pulled the muzzle of the gun faster, click, click, click! ''A volley of guns swept across to the third platoon leader. The automatic rifle in the third platoon leader's hand also fired. Unfortunately, he was still a little slow. The Vietnamese woman rolled to avoid the vital points, but was hit in the arm and thigh. Two shots.
The third platoon leader stood stiffly on the spot. With his eyes widened, he looked down at his chest in disbelief. There were at least five blood holes on the third platoon leader's chest that were spitting bright red. Blood.
This veteran, who had fought so many fierce battles without losing his life, actually died in the hands of a Vietnamese woman today. It was like a boat capsized in the gutter. It was really ironic.
Wang Jun, who was dumbfounded, watched helplessly as the tall bodies of the three rows of men fell backwards with a crash, and with a "Kutong" sound, the three rows of men fell straight to the ground.
Suddenly, Wang Jun's ears rang, the last words the third platoon commander said to him before he died, "Hurry, pick up the gun!" As if he had woken up from a nightmare, he climbed up from the ground, turned around and walked away. He threw himself at the automatic rifle that he had thrown on the ground.
'Da da da! The automatic rifle in the hand of the Vietnamese woman spit out orange muzzle flames again, but she pressed the muzzle very low, and with a "hole bang" sound, Wang Jun, who had not taken two steps out, was shot in the calf. Fell to the ground. Wang Jun stared at his automatic rifle not far away with splitting eyes. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain from his calf, crawling towards his gun bit by bit.
The Vietnamese woman holding a gun walked over slowly. When Wang Jun reached out and was about to reach the automatic rifle, she raised her leg and kicked the gun away. The desperate Wang Jun turned over and lay on his back on the ground, breathing heavily. His chest heaved. Wang Jun stared with hatred at the Vietnamese woman who looked down at him with a gun.
The muzzle of the automatic rifle in the woman's hand was mercilessly pressed against Wang Jun's forehead. At this point, Wang Jun accepted his fate. Maybe he was really wrong. He shouldn't be soft-hearted to a woman who was an enemy. He shouldn't be superfluous. Mind the veterans' business.
Wang Jun slowly closed his eyes. This was the only thing he could do when facing death. 'Da da da! 'The automatic rifle fired coldly and ruthlessly, hitting a full shuttle.
Wang Jun thought he was finished, his head must have turned into a watermelon, but why didn't it hurt at all? It took Wang Jun a long time to come to his senses. He was not dead. How could he not die? Wang Jun slowly opened his eyes, and he saw the Vietnamese woman staring at him with blood-red eyes. The moment the woman pulled the trigger, the muzzle of the gun instantly moved away from Wang Jun's head, and the bullets hit him all at once. On the land beside.
The two looked at each other again and remained silent for three minutes. Suddenly, the unkempt Vietnamese woman looked up to the sky and screamed, "Ah!" The heart-rending cry echoed in the dead night sky for a long time.
After venting, the Vietnamese woman became numb and silent again. She never looked at Wang Jun who was lying on the ground. Instead, she coldly picked up Wang Jun and the three-row automatic rifle and carried it on her back. Then the Vietnamese woman She walked to her child, bent down and picked her up, and disappeared into the dark night without looking back.
