There is no dim light in the prison day and night, and the sun is gone all year round. So since Zhang Qiang knew that his supernatural powers disappeared, he has never eaten the food sent from the prison. Who knows what else would be placed for him inside.
Although Zhang Qiang is not afraid of poison, he still cannot resist the poison of spring, or the rare poison. So Zhang Qiang decided not to eat it and pour it out, and pour it on the corner of his bed, just to prevent safety.
In the inconspicuous groove.
Although Zhang Qiang doesn't eat, he remembers the number of times he delivers food. He remembers the last meal in the morning, so he counts the time, three meals a day, and the fourth meal must be the morning again. Zhang Qiang must have the chance in the evening.
Run over, otherwise it would not count the time, and it would be broad in the day after going out, and in that case it would be difficult to get out of it.
In this way, just as Zhang Qiang poured out his eleventh meal, he was once again urged. Zhang Qiang had not eaten for nearly three days, and it was all supported by perseverance. The highest commander here is a mighty and tall man wearing a military uniform.
It looks majestic and extraordinary, but a scar on his face reminded Zhang Qiang of a person, who is nicknamed Honggu, and is very famous in the army. He is not only good at skill, but also very wise. He is a relatively difficult character to deal with.
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"I don't know what you call me?" Although Zhang Qiang knew that this person was Hong Gu, he still asked casually.
This person smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. He took out a cigarette from the table and threw it to Zhang Qiang, "Who am I important to you? You just need to remember that you are a spy, a real one
The spy is enough," Honggu glanced at the soldiers beside him. The soldiers understood and helped Zhang Qiang light a cigarette.
"Haha, is that?" Zhang Qiang took a sip of cigarette with a smile. He now knew that this person must know his identity. Now he forced the charge of this spy on him.
"Oh, yes, as a spy, there is only one consequence, that is death, right? I have heard that Chinese soldiers are a teacher of benevolence and righteousness for a long time. How many days will I live? Can I let me smoke a cigarette every day?" Zhang Qiang looked at his hand
The cigarette inside asked casually.
"Haha, no problem. As long as you cooperate well, you can smoke cigarettes," Honggu thought for a while and said.
"Well, thank you, good people will report it. I wish you immortality, haha." Zhang Qiang smiled faintly, took a sip of cigarette, and couldn't see Zhang Qiang's eyes clearly in the smoke.
"Is that so? Haha, I have killed many people and dealt with many death row prisoners. This is the first time I have seen such a calm person who calls immortality and immortality, so I will be killed. That way I will live forever, and I will not be old?" Hong
Lonely smiled and looked at Zhang Qiang,
"It feels good to kill people. I want to ask, did you kill people with guns or hands? Let me tell you that it is satisfying to kill people with hands. I will break the other person's neck with a click. That feeling is stained." Zhang Qiang smiled
I discussed the feeling of killing with Honggu.
"You are not an ordinary person, but that's the past. Now you are "not bad, I want to smash the prison door open." Zhang Qiang grinned.
"Hahaha" Hong Gu laughed and said, "Stop this stupid behavior, you will affect other prisoners like this."
"Water dripping through the stone, I believe that I will definitely smash the prison door in a few days." Zhang Qiang smiled,
"Even if you can get out of the prison, can you get out of this prison?" He waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to take Zhang Qiang back to the cell.
When the twelfth meal came, Zhang Qiang knew that it was dinner. Zhang Qiang decided to start acting tonight. If he didn't act, he would starve to death here. He didn't dare to eat those meals anymore.
Like the previous few times, Zhang Qiang poured the rice into the slurry, and then smashed the door with the iron chain in his hand a few times. Every time it made a loud noise, making the entire prison uneasy. The soldiers on duty still
After a few quarrels and scoldings, they were too lazy to say it. They also knew that after a few quarrels, they would not ring.
Sure enough, Zhang Qiang smashed it for a few days, then stopped, sat on the ground and started to rest. When he came to clean up the plastic bowl, Zhang Qiang asked the man for a cigarette and lit it for Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang took a beautiful breath.
He vomited a smoke ring at the man.
The cigarette can be given to Zhang Qiang, but they can only be given one by one, and they have to wait until the cigarette is finished before the next one. Of course, it is impossible for the lighter to be given to Zhang Qiang, because they are afraid that Zhang Qiang will put the lighter on his handcuffs.
Then, the handcuffs were opened by detonating the lighter. It can be said that the military has considered it very clearly, because these are all lessons from the past, and such things have happened before.
The soldiers here are steady, with powerful Kong Wu and rich combat experience. Although Zhang Qiang doesn't take it seriously to fight such people, he will definitely waste time, so Zhang Qiang is not prepared to break out.
Zhang Qiang began to escape. After seeing the person who packed the lunch box, he waited for another minute. Sure enough, a team of patrol soldiers came over, looked inside, and walked over. This was an example after dinner.
Zhang Qiang had already checked the inspection. It would take half an hour to wait for the next inspection. This half hour is Zhang Qiang's escape time.
Zhang Qiang carefully put the half-burned cigarette aside, then pulled out a very thin thread from one of the teeth in his mouth, and then gently pulled it out, and a piece suddenly appeared in his mouth. This was Zhang Qiang
When I started going to prison, I specially prepared the last escape method just in case. I didn't expect that I would actually use it now. Before I came, Zhang Qiang had already swallowed it into his stomach and hung one of the silk strips in the innermost one.
on the teeth.
This piece is very special. It contains high-intensity explosives, which are explosive and explosive. The high temperature of 300 degrees is enough. The temperature of the cigarette butt is exactly this temperature. Zhang Qiang and the team members of the base go out to perform tasks, and they usually bring them.
Going to a few cells to detonate the undulating cell will inevitably attract attention. However, there is a simple muffler beside him: that is the porridge he has poured these days.
Zhang Qiang squatted on the ground, spread his legs apart, buried his handcuffs in the sticky porridge, and then inserted the piece into the handcuffs, leaving only the bottom outside. After doing this, Zhang Qiang picked up the
He took a breath of cigarette with only half a tail, and then burned the bottom of the hot pot with a little cigarette. In less than ten seconds, there was a muffled sound, and the slap was fired, just hitting the handcuffs.
Zhang Qiang suddenly felt his legs light and the iron chain was broken.[
Zhang Qiang stood up and smashed the iron gate a few more times. Suddenly, he heard a few screams and scoldings. He used the sound of the iron gate to interfere with the dull sound of the sound of the dull sub-firing.
Zhang Qiang picked up the cigarette butt and sucked it desperately. He vomited after sucking, and did not circulate the lungs at all. He wanted to use the smell of tobacco to cover up the smell of gunpowder just now. The soldier was very sensitive and the smell of gunpowder could improve him.
He was vigilant, so Zhang Qiang had two intentions to ask for cigarettes, one was to emitters and the other was to cover up the smell.
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What Zhang Qiang has to do now is to get out of this heavy iron gate that he remembers.
The next team of soldiers on patrol should have arrived. Zhang Qiang picked up the shell and lay on the bed, then bit his arms with his teeth. His mouth was suddenly filled with blood. Zhang Qiang wanted to bite his tongue and bleed.
But that hurts too much, so Zhang Qiang still bit his arms, then covered himself with a quilt, face outward, his mouth was covered with blood. He didn't know that he thought he had bitten his tongue and committed suicide.
There are two soldiers patrolling each time, and they are all armed with guns. They saw Zhang Qiang's appearance through the anti-glass on the door and were shocked. However, these two are worthy of being professional soldiers. One opens the prison door and the other holds a gun.
He was nervously monitoring, and whenever there was any movement, he would shoot or fire a warning, which would attract a large number of soldiers.
Zhang Qiang stared at his eyes, motionless, like a dead person, but his eyes were facing out of the door. When the soldier entering went forward to look at Zhang Qiang's eyelids, he did not notice that Zhang Qiang's right hand quietly came under the quilt.
It stretched out, not targeting the person closest to him, but the soldier approaching the door, with two fingers and one shell in his hand flying out like lightning, and suddenly hit the taxi who was monitoring him at the door.
A blood hole was suddenly broken on the throat of later generations. The soldier opened his eyes wide and looked at all in disbelief. He covered his throat tightly with one hand, but he still fell down slowly.
Pulling the bolt, but there is no strength at all.
The third update is here, Huhuhuhuhu, brothers, work harder to support Haya and give Haya motivation. Haya thanks to all the new and old friends who support this book, hoping that this book can go further and higher!
Chapter 982: Prison Break (Please Flowers in the Third Update)