"Hahaha..." The Bushman soldiers laughed even more presumptuously and crazyly. They had so much fun in studying how to kill people. Many people's original concerns, timidity and cowardice actually disappeared from the jokes like Zhou Jiping.
The prisoners of the Northern Army on the side were ashamed, and the other party laughed at them so presumptuously, and all they could do was to endure it.
"I think so!" Zhou Jiping interrupted the soldiers' laughter and said, "Those who want to vent their anger line up. Start with me, no matter what method you use to scare, beat, or use. In short, you can't let people directly
If you die in your hands, how can the person you face vent his anger? Are you right?"
"Yes!" The soldiers who had laughed enough replied without thinking, completely unaware that Zhou Jiping's words created a logical paradox for them - they can vent their anger, but they can't kill him, they have to keep it for the people behind them.
What about the last person?
The Bushman soldiers didn't understand, but some of the Northern Army prisoners standing there understood. After all, there were still some prisoners of war who had seen the world, not to mention that they did not enter Zhou Jiping's game.
, naturally kept my mind clear
This was a disguised way to let the tank handle go! The person who came to this conclusion told the people around him. The people around him were skeptical and passed on the words quickly. Most of the prisoners of war woke up. Just now,
The hostility that still lies in my heart disappeared in a blink of an eye
They knew that the tank hands could not die, but the tank hands themselves didn't know that facing the Bushman soldiers who were queuing up to settle their own accounts, the tank hands couldn't help but sway, and their legs seemed to be unable to support them.
Living in his heavier body
Zhou Jiping was the first to stand in front of the tank hand. He looked up and down seriously, his eyes flashed fiercely.
"Ah sneezing!" Just when the tank hand was about to be unable to hold on, Zhou Jiping suddenly sneezed just right. The tank hand caught off guard and fell to the ground.
"Hahaha..." The Bushman soldiers in the queue laughed crazy, and a sneeze scared him like this. The people of the Northern Army were a little bad.
Zhou Ji shook his head helplessly and sighed: "How can you hit me? I'll be scared to get up if I sneeze. Forget it, you'll come."
"Hahaha..." Zhou Jiping's words caused another laughter and the prisoners of war in the Northern Army who stood there were helplessly lowered their heads.
After Zhou Jiping, Zorick Zorric had discussed with Zhou Jiping about the issue of how to treat prisoners. He had just received Zhou Jiping's order conveyed by Gudiri. Of course, he knew how to treat this tank hand. He saw him walking up high.
The tanker said seriously, "If I were on the battlefield, I would kill you without hesitation. Now that the battle is over, you have handed over the weapon. At this time, even if you spit on you, it will be mine.
"Shame" After saying that, Zorric walked over calmly
Zhou Jiping and Zorick's behavior is like a benchmark. The rules they set with their own behavior have made the people behind them have a restriction. Some people who really want to use some violent means can't help but secretly re-engage.
The next one was Zuo Man, a Falin man. He walked to the tank sitting on the ground with an angry face. He looked at him steadily. Suddenly, Zuo Man suddenly pulled out his dagger, and everyone felt a flash of lightning in front of him.
Zuoman's dagger had stabbed the tank hand sitting on the ground
"Ah!" Everyone present was shocked, thinking that the tank hand must be finished, but after calming down, he saw Zuo Man's dagger stabbed the land under the tank hand, and there was no such thing as
When he touched the tank hand, the tank hand was frightened and began to twitch.
"An ant wants to bite your little brother, you should still stand up!" Zuo Man said as if nothing had happened
"Boom!" Zuoman's cold humor made the Bushman soldiers laugh and even some of the prisoners were amused.
Buco walked to the tank's hand and said in a deep voice: "Raise your head and look at me, you coward, you are like this, like a lion who is about to die of a plague. I don't want to hit you at this time, and I don't want to touch you.
Touch you, otherwise it will defame my name as Damon Warrior!" After saying that, Buco left with his head, leaving behind a sound of praise. Of course, this sound of praise was deliberately issued by the Field Company.
Gudiri walked over and looked at the tank's hand that was still sitting on the ground. He snored in his throat. He seemed to be about to spit phlegm at the prisoner. Suddenly, he turned his head and spitted the phlegm on the ground with a thunderous sound. "I want it."
If you spit onto you, the person behind you will definitely not be able to touch you, forget it.”
"Hahaha..." Another kind laughter sounded
Next, all the soldiers of the field company were told by Buko and Gudiri in advance, not to mention that they were indeed not interested in abuse of prisoners, so they were at most showing off their might or scaring them in front of the tank hands.
He just said it, no one even touched the tank's hand.
Next are the Bushman soldiers, but because of the actions of the people in front of them, these Bushman soldiers also felt that it was boring to fight a sick lion, let alone many of them were thinking, you Damon people are warriors
,Aren't we Bushmans? You are afraid of getting dirty when you hit him. We are the same as spitting tricks, which is not interesting, and that is what the warriors disdain for.
Here, the Bushman soldiers lined up to walk past the tank hands and no longer did anything out of line. They made a prank, and they just shouted in the ears of the tank hands. But this
What else? Can shouts be more like cannons?
Now the tanker finally knew what was going on, but after knowing the fact that he could not die, the tanker still did not stand up. He still sat on the ground, helplessly facing the Bushman soldiers who "visited" him.
Only by smiling flatteringly, it seems that he can use this posture to show his intention of admitting defeat
This time, the prisoners of the Northern Army were completely dead. Not only did they not kill, but they also did not beat or scold them. At most, they scared them. The calm demeanor and performance of the Bushman soldiers, as well as the poor performance of the tank players to the end.
They were completely discouraged
Both sides are soldiers. It can be said that they were ready to die before going to the battlefield. It was expected to be for them and not terrible. For an army, it is not defeated on the battlefield.
Terrible, they will have the courage to turn around and come back