Qian Feng's fist was filled with veins, as if he didn't see the gun next to him. The 'enemy' who was eyeing him raised his fist and went straight to Chen Jiu's chin. Seeing Qian Feng, the two people behind him actually dared to fight back and raised the butt of their gun. He hit Qian Feng hard on the back. Qian Feng stumbled and fell to the ground, and then he was punched and kicked.
Seeing Qian Feng's erection without saying a word, Chen Jiu's eyes flashed with surprise and he waved his hands and said: "Okay, don't beat them. There will be a change of guard in more than 20 minutes. Let's deal with them first." , if they come back to continue the interrogation, I won’t believe that their bones are made of iron.”
"Look at them, you two. If you dare to resist, I'll kill them." Shen Chuan's joking eyes flashed past and he said in a cold voice.
Chen Jiu said hello, and everyone quickly dispersed, forming a formation of skirmishers and quickly sneaked towards the place where Chen Yang and the others were resting.
When Mu Guanglong saw Qian Feng lying on the ground without moving, he felt a little uneasy. Just when he wanted to see Qian Feng's condition, a cold muzzle pressed against his back: "Don't move, be careful of my gun going off."
"Hehe! Brother, you see my teammate is seriously injured. I'm going to check on him. He knows more about the situation than me. If he dies, you won't get any information. Wouldn't it be in vain?"
The man behind him hesitated and said to the other man: "Go and see if he is still alive?"
Another person muttered dissatisfied: "What a fucking trouble." He walked to Qian Feng and kicked him, "Hey! Are you dead?" Qian Feng still didn't move.
Even his expression changed at this moment. He squatted down and tried to lift Qian Feng up with his hands. At this moment, Qian Feng suddenly stood up, grabbed his gun hand with his right hand, pulled his body hard and fell on Qian Feng.
Qian Feng turned over, put his knee on his lower back, pulled out a saber from his marine boot with his left hand and stabbed him hard in the back of the heart.
Just when Qian Feng suddenly rose up, Mu Guanglong seized the opportunity, fell to the right, dodged the gunshot behind him, put his hands on the ground and jumped into the air with his feet, and kicked the man behind him in the chest with a bang. Then he turned over and stood up
As soon as the man stood firm, Mu Guanglong rushed to his side and put his left arm around his neck, and grabbed his head with his right hand. Just as he was about to twist it to the side, he heard two frightened voices shouting: " Wait! We are our own people”
Mu Guanglong was stunned, and slowly relaxed his strength, but did not let go. Qian Feng also suddenly stopped his movements, and there was a trace of blood showing where the tip of the knife was pressed.
"We are the reconnaissance company of the 35871st Regiment of the Xinjiang Military Region. All this was arranged by your captain. Our IDs are in our jacket pockets. You can see for yourself."
Qian Feng's hand holding the dagger didn't move. His other hand reached into his pocket and touched it. Then he took out a red notebook and opened it. He nodded to Mu Guanglong and stood up. Mu Guanglong saw Qian Feng. Feng nodded to him and let go of the man with his hands.
At this time, the two guys felt that their clothes were soaked with cold sweat. One of them smiled bitterly and said: "Damn! I almost asked you to kill me."
After speaking, he walked to Mu Guanglong and Qian Feng, stretched out his hand and said: "Let me meet you, my name is Xue Yong" and pointed to another person: "His name is Wang Hong"
Mu Guanglong stretched out his hand and shook his hand, and said with a wry smile: "Which song are you singing? Here, in this form, I thought I met the East Turkestan."