Month: July 2024

"Dadada" 6e4 roared and Hou Dasheng easily judged that the other side had two 6e4 machine guns, which directly blocked their counterattack area.
There is no doubt that the other party is taking this opportunity to keep approaching here. Once they get close, what they will do is obvious. The other party must be a mercenary.
Hou Dacheng easily came to this conclusion, and they may be the mercenaries that the giant wolf said.
"Fat dog Grenade" Hou Dasheng shouted this sentence with all his strength, and the fat dog quickly pulled out a rifle Grenade from his body and hung the Grenade launching module to hit a pile of grenades at the back of the car.
"Boom boom" A series of explosions sounded, and Hou Dacheng suddenly threw himself at the exposed weapon point of his side just now. "Boom boom" was a burst of fire.
After three shots, Hou Dasheng turned over and hid behind the car without looking at his shooting effect.
"Ping-ping-ping" was sure enough. After he shrank back, several rounds of ammunition directly hit the dusty position where he just lay down. Hou Dacheng was panting and the other party was obviously a strong player.
Just a few shots Hou Dacheng felt that he didn’t hit the other side, but it would slow down their attack speed at least. Now he can count on Dany to kill their snipers quickly, otherwise whoever shows a flaw in his own side will be directly rotten.
"Bang" is another shot. The sniper of the other side shot again. This time, an careless bodyguard exposed his calf. He didn’t notice that the sniper had actually shot twice just now.
But none of them hit him, and his attention was drawn to the front. However, it was this negligence that killed him. The 127 caliber bullet directly blew his whole calf into rotten meat and broken bones.
"Ah" Hou Dacheng looked at him screaming and turned to the outside of the bunker, and his body was just exposed, and then a bullet "bang" hit his body, and suddenly his bust was blown off from the whole body.
Chapter one hundred and fifty-two bullets
Hou Dacheng’s black face said nothing. Lisa just fainted at this time. She woke up and looked at the blood in front of her eyes. The girl was surprisingly calm.
"How many people are left?" Lisa’s first sentence was "Try to protect yourself and surrender."
Hou Dasheng cursed with a black face, "Idiot surrenders. Do you think we can still live? The other party may want you alive. After all, you are valuable enough, and we threats will be cleared up at the first time."
Lisa lowered her head and whispered, "I really don’t want to see anyone die again. We’ve already lost a lot of people. I don’t want to see anyone else and I’m killed."
Hou Dacheng looked at Lisa Nai and sighed. This girl is different from Dany. Dany is the kind of thug who can tell at a glance that she was killed from a sea of dead mountains and blood. She won’t ask how many people died. Has the other party died?
"Lisa, now is not the time for you to cry." Hou Dasheng held a gun and "bang" directly knocked down an enemy armed man who showed half his arm.
The 762 warhead directly cut off the opponent’s arm, and the arm was half out of balance. The man screamed and overturned out of the bunker. Hou Dacheng followed the "bang" and hit the opponent’s knee.
One shot directly cuts off the other leg and splashes scarlet blood. Once the ground is dyed red, the man’s screams weaken, and the blood spray in two places makes his physical strength plummet, even his screaming strength gradually lose.
Bang, the last shot hit Hou Dasheng in his head. The bullet drilled a hole in his nose, and then the back of his head exploded with gray brains and bloody blood.
The faint groan came to a screeching halt. Hou Dasheng closed his gun and squatted directly back to the car, only to find that he had just squatted on his head and "bang" exploded a spark, which was caused by a large caliber bullet hitting the steel plate.
Hou Dacheng smiled and ignored each other. The sniper shot back at Lisa and continued, "If you want everyone to live, you have to be strong and cry. No enemy will care about your tears. They are happy to see your tears."
Lisa bowed her head and said nothing. Hou Dasheng changed a magazine for herself and didn’t speak. In all fairness, Lisa’s performance was good. A big family lady had experienced this.
Bodies were smashed all over the floor, and blood spattered all over her. Her feet were even worse, and now a piece was blown up at her feet to break her hand.
If other girls were crying or screaming at the moment, their legs would be limp and they would go home. She has remained calm until now, which is not bad for Hou Dasheng.
Not to mention a girl, even if a Han throws you into a slaughterhouse, a stray bullet may blow your head into a rotten watermelon at any time, so few men will perform better than her.
At this time, it’s good to be able to keep calm and not run around screaming and crying, especially in the first battlefield, especially in this close-range firefight, watching our own people being beaten into mutilated bodies.
"Relax, if we are almost dying," Hou Dasheng pulled out a 1911 from his waist and threw it to Lisa. "Put a bullet in his head."
"Falk, what are you doing, you damn yellow monkey? Miss Lisa, you can’t take a gun." Wiener was about to jump up when he shot back, while Hou Dasheng looked at him coldly. "White pig, what did you just say? Can you say it again?"
Wiener gave a pause, but continued, "Miss Lisa will be protected if she doesn’t take a gun."
It is said that Wiener himself is very guilty. Now the firepower is almost all relying on Hou Dasheng. Their side is supporting Wiener and those submachine guns in his hand to deal with each other. Obviously, it is not big.
Almost all the opponents are equipped with bulletproof vests. They are equipped with iuzi56 submachine guns. This gun is suitable if it is in close combat or qb battle. It is short enough and powerful.
Close range can give full play to its advantages, but when it enters the field, the short board of this gun is exposed when the two sides exchange fire at a long distance, and the shooting distance is not enough, the accuracy is not enough, and the long-distance damage is limited.
Especially when the other side is wearing bulletproof vests, Wiener can’t do much harm to the other side even if they hit the other side.
"Don’t lie to yourself, man," Hou Dacheng looked at Wiener coldly. "To tell the truth, no one can guarantee that he can definitely walk from the killing field, especially now that we are at a disadvantage."
"The communication has been cut off. The other side’s firepower is stronger than ours, and there are more people than us. In this case, how much spare capacity do you think we have to protect this young lady?" Hou Dasheng sneered at Wiener and said, "I gave her a gun. When we can’t take care of her, she can defend herself. If necessary, it will fall into their hands."
Hou Dasheng paused and looked at Lisa seriously. "Believe me, if the girl falls into their hands, you might as well end it yourself so that you don’t have to bear the humiliation, especially if the other party is a group of mercenaries."
Wiener’s face is pale. Mercenaries are a group of mercenaries.
Then he smiled bitterly in his heart. In fact, he should have guessed that he had Hou Dacheng. Can’t the other side hire mercenaries? Obviously, the other side can also hire and hire troops well.
This can be seen from the fact that they easily killed a lot of their colleagues.
"Bang" talking, another bodyguard was killed. This bodyguard seems to be a little excited. He just saw Hou Dasheng kill the other person. He seems to want to learn. Unfortunately, his hand is just an iuzi, not an assault rifle.
After he dodged out of his bunker, he was directly shot by the other sniper without waiting for his second shot. The 127 warhead was directly cut into his shoulder from the inclined plane.
From the left shoulder to the abdominal cavity, the pink muscle tissue and dirt were directly smashed and exposed to the air. Those broken and dirty blood spewed in his potholes.
He didn’t even scream, and now he doesn’t even moan. The blood is constantly pouring, and he can hear him disappear and breathe when the gun rings.
"Damn benoit, damn you, damn you." Wiener is almost crazy. Holding a gun at the opposite side is a burst of shooting.
Hou Dacheng suddenly pulled him to the ground and pressed him hard. At that moment, the car "stunned" and a huge spark bloomed in the car.
"Idiot, don’t die." Hou Dacheng pressed Wiener’s cold way. "Somebody else’s snipers are not vegetarians who don’t want to die, so they honestly hide who emerges now and who dies."
Said Hou Dacheng, loosening Wiener’s arm and crawling to the other end of the car.
"Jojo Jojo" heard this familiar sound, and Hou Dasheng swore in his heart and then suddenly roared "Javelin Javelin Lying Down Hidden"
The violent explosion of "boom boom" overturned the car again, and Hou Dasheng and others were prone on the ground and didn’t dare to move. After the explosion, Hou Dasheng rolled and hid in a crater, and then raised his gun at the opposite "boom, boom, boom" and fired back at those figures who got up and were directly knocked down by the bomb.
However, Hou Dacheng’s side also felt bad. Several bodyguards were cut off by fragments, and their brains and bloody blood gushed out. Some of them were stupid and tried to walk around.
These idiots were directly swept down by each other’s automatic rifles. Hou Dacheng didn’t look at it and knew that these guys must have been bodyguards brought by Wiener. This group of people had no contact with this kind of warfare, so the whole look was very clumsy.
"Fake doesn’t want to die, so it’s a target to lie down on an idiot." Hou Dacheng almost went mad and glanced at Lisa. This girl is less brainy, so that she can’t get up at this time.
And those idiots who got up also paid the price themselves, spinning 762 caliber bullets and directly sieving their bodies without bulletproof vests.
There were several blood holes in the chest and abdomen, and the back was constantly spewing out scarlet blood and bursting out clouds of bullets cut into pieces, pink and dirty, without saying anything, even screaming and moaning.
These people just turned to the ground and died. They can’t die any more.
"Falk told you to lie down honestly and don’t get up casually. I don’t know that our car was blown up and there was no shelter." Hou Dacheng growled at Wiener. "Damn it, you will die if you go like this again."
"Are you all idiots? Don’t get up casually. Everyone is hidden." Wiener took a deep breath and said to Hou Dasheng, "Dude, obviously you know how to deal with the situation better than me."
"I leave the command to you," Wiener paused and looked at Hou Dasheng with sincerity. "At the same time, I apologize for what I just said. I’m sorry, man. I shouldn’t have said those things that offended you."
Chapter one hundred and fifty-three A bloody turnaround

"My dad didn’t say anything and didn’t cry at that time. Did my dad love me enough?" Wen Nian gently poked Long Xiao and asked.
"My dad is at ease with me." Long Xiao rubbed his warm thoughts and refused to entertain her thoughts.
The wedding went smoothly. Wen Nian looked at Coach Luo and was very satisfied.
The coach is also very happy.
Wen Nian was in a good mood. When eating, he faced a rough table, drank wine and said hello, then slipped into the kitchen.
I asked the chef to cook a meal for two people and went to the noodle room to have a rest for a while. It was almost time to say goodbye to Longxiaolou politely and give the coach enough noodles.
In this wedding, which she now looks ordinary, Wen Nian performed very ordinary.
Looking at the side, it is also not so good. Long Xiao Wennian suddenly thought of a question, "If one day you have no money and we have no money and no power, will you still be good to me?" Will you be upset and ignore me because of work pressure? Will it? "
"No" Long Xiao firmly interrupted Wen Nian’s words directly.
No, no money, no potential, no work pressure, no neglect, no sorry, no suffering.
All your worry will not happen.
Wennian looked at Long Xiao firmly and no longer wanted to look in his eyes and laugh.
"Uh-huh, if you have no money, I’ll support you," Wen Nian said.
Long Xiao smiled and promised to come "good"
This warm mind is thinking again.
"You actually agreed?" Wennian is a little unbelievable.
"You don’t agree? How can you promise? Shouldn’t it be said that my wife can support you and you don’t support me? "Wen Nian asked persistently in Long Xiao’s body.
Long Xiao hooked Wen Nian’s neck and pressed people on his chest to "have a rest"
Long Xiao will never show any clues to let Wen Nian know that he already knows her family background, nor will he admit that the little woman still has a little means to save a little family background.
This little woman who gives herself a look and surprises herself from time to time is herself.
Long Wenxuan was still in class when they got home.
Wennian peeked at the door for a while without disturbing her attention.
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Chapter 55 Education of Daughter
Long Xiao will never show any clues to let Wen Nian know that he already knows her family background, nor will he admit that the little woman still has a little means to save a little family background.
This little woman who gives herself a look and surprises herself from time to time is herself.
Long Wenxuan was still in class when they got home.
Wennian peeked at the door for a while without disturbing her attention.
It’s a bit indecent to see the sleeping position in the next room. My daughter’s saliva is about to flow out.
Wen Nian thinks it’s really too hard.
After inspecting the two children, Wen Nian returned to her room and relaxed her nerves to take a nap.
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In this way, two years passed quickly.
Wen Nian had just returned home from a holiday with Long Xiao, and a small bowl flew to her feet before she came in to take off her sunglasses.
Wennian saw her little girl pouting and frowning on the sofa through sunglasses, with one hand behind her back.
Obviously, the little princess has just thrown away her bowl and is still losing her temper.
Wen nian converged his face and smiled.
"Mom and Dad, we’re back." WenNianYin is a little cold and faintly showing a little anger.
Long Xiao realized that he didn’t hold his daughter and push the luggage into the house, leaving the battlefield to Wen Nian.
Wennian took off her sunglasses in situ and looked at her daughter who was still in a temper with a dull face.
"Long Yi thought who is this?" Wennian pointed to the sink and asked.
The dragon mother tried to stop Wen Nian, but she also found that she did spoil her granddaughter, which made the little guy’s temper worse than when she was a child.
Long Yinian was wronged and turned back to his father with a flat mouth.
"If it’s such a small pink bowl, it’s either a seven-seven-child or my daughter. Tell my mother who this bowl is?" Wennian didn’t give in. Looking at her daughter’s repentance, she looked even worse.
My little girl dares to throw things in front of her grandparents when she is over three years old. She must be educated well.
"I" pathetic little stereo started thinking about dragons, continued to coquetry, pursed mouth, bulging little face, and looked as pitiful as possible.
"What broke the bowl? Ask your father if he dares to break the bowl? Ask your little aunt if she dares to break the bowl? " Wen Nian sternly taught the dragon a lesson, but he didn’t want to see her wronged little face, and he still kept a straight face.
Dragon a read looks up at a glance WenNian directly cried out.
Loud let Long Xiao love dearly came along.
"Long Xiao, I’m educating my daughter." Wen Nian glanced at Long Xiao coldly and let him know his attitude.
Be sure to teach her a lesson this time.
The dragon mother looked at Wen Nian’s resolute attitude and went back to the room with Long Fu, handing the problem to Wen Nian.
Long Yi misses his closest relatives.
Long Xiao beside don’t intervene.
Long Yi read or wronged, crying and watching abnormally indifferent. Dad ran over with his hands open and Long Xiao didn’t answer.
"Long Yinian’s grandmother taught you all the truth and you remembered it for me. Now I’ll give you a request. When will it be remembered and done? When will it be loved again? Otherwise, no one will like you and spoil you again." There is no usual policy of appeasement after reading the book.

Qin Lan is also puzzled. She knows some jokes, but telling them can’t make everyone laugh, and she doesn’t think she has the talent to tell jokes. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if she laughs and others don’t?
She said honestly, "I’m not very good at telling jokes. Tell you what, I’ll play a flute for you!" "
"The main flute of Fuhui County was once heard at a banquet in the palace. It’s really a fairy sound. It would be great if I could listen to another song today!" General rosefinch said with a smile
Others dare not be too difficult in front of Zhong Yi. Qin Lanxin Since the bride offered to play the flute, they didn’t take it too seriously.
Qin Lanxin asked Chong Shuang to bring the flute to her, and then she slowly got up and blew in through the window. The spring breeze blew the veil covering her head slightly like water.
Then a melodious flute floated out of her lips with a distant memory, and the tune was a little less refined and crisp, but a little more French and heavy
Just as everyone was slowly immersed in this wonderful flute, the flute stopped, and then a beautiful and sweet woman rang Qin Lan’s heart, which turned out to be a flute cantata.
"Show the smoke/look at the mountains and rivers in the north/look at the dragon/look at the horse’s long hiss/be firm but gentle as frost ….. I’m sorry to report my death to my home country/I’m sorry to endure it/I’m more full of blood and tears/I’m looking at the horseshoe in the south/I’m looking at it in the north …"
A song "Loyalty to the Country" made Qin Lan sing heartily, long and long. Many people heard that she was quiet, as if flying to that cruel battlefield house with her songs, and men were even more excited when her eyes turned red.
Even Zhong Yi’s eyes are getting deeper and deeper. Since he was a child, his most admired people were his grandfather and uncle. Once upon a time, he also hoped that a royal family army would kill the enemy and defend the country, but his identity and responsibility trapped his hands and feet, so that he could realize his true ideal in other ways.
He didn’t know whether Qin Lan’s heart chose to sing such a song at such a time was sincere or whether she had already seen his heart because every sentence she sang was his heart.
"It’s great! It’s great!" When Qin Lan finished singing, the bridal chamber was quiet for a long time, followed by a burst of praise, but more of it was the excitement expressed by men in their chests.
They all have a passion, but from time to time, the position of guarding the city gate makes them feel that the days are not so interesting.
Perhaps compared with the officers and men guarding the city gates in other places, they are more comfortable on days and feet, but too comfortable days also make them feel chatty and empty
At ordinary times, they train hard as if they were going to charge immediately, but after that, they are even more frustrated and empty
In order to find people who are interested in Kyoto, they will often look down on each other and find an opportunity to fight when they have nothing to do.
Otherwise, the whole body is full of energy to vent. At this moment, listening to Qin Lanxin sing this song, their fighting spirit and sense of mission have been stimulated again.
"Go and drink!" It seems that it is boring to continue to make trouble in the bridal chamber. They roared and went out.
It was not until these people were out of the room that Qin Lan felt that she could breathe a sigh of relief. She wanted to sing this song to Zhong Yi alone, but the people in the barracks came to the bridal chamber to improvise, so she sang this song.
However, seeing off these big men JiPingBao and Zhang Yuqiao, they finally got a chance to come in. They also heard the song just now, but they were not so excited compared with the men.
"Why hasn’t the red hijab been lifted yet?" To make bridal chamber harem see Qin Lan heart still covered with red hijab and Zhong Yi side by side in the room is strangely asked with a smile.
"The little prince doesn’t want to see the princess alone, does he?" Women are also bolder when they make trouble in the wedding ceremony.
"Exactly!" Zhong Yi admitted it without hesitation.
I didn’t expect to get such a bold response from Zhong Yi. Some thin-skinned women feel embarrassed and blushed. This little prince is so shy that he can say it. It can be seen that he likes this fuhui county Lord very much!
"Ha ha, it’s really Lang Qing’s concubine, Yi Lan’s heart sister. It’s not difficult for me. Today is your big day. Please make a poem for the groom and let us all listen to it." Qi Pingbao said with a nifty smile.
"Send the groom’s official poem? Princess Pingbao is really talented! " Everyone wants to hear whether Qin Lanxin is more prepared to make fun of Zhong Yi if he "professes" at his wedding.
"I think it’s better for me to listen alone!" Zhong Yi said with a smile
"That won’t do. It’s a bridal chamber! Sister Lan Xin, you are always ready for poetry. Think quickly! " JiPingBao adamant4 press a way with a smile
"Hehehe, yes, this is a bridal chamber!" Others also laughed together and said
"hmm!" Qin Lan heart across the red gauze smiled shyly at all and then blurted out "evil! I want you to know each other for a long life, and the mountains and rivers will be exhausted. Thunder and lightning in winter, rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth will dare you! "
"heart!" Emotional Zhong Yi hugged Qin Lan’s heart tightly in her arms, which was the most touching love story and confession he had ever heard.
Similarly, there were people present, and they quietly withdrew from the room and left the bridal chamber to the couple who embraced each other deeply.
It’s late at night, and the wind has stopped. This is the moment of spring night. It’s worth a thousand dollars to sleep together. Don’t live up to two loves and never leave each other.
Chapter one hundred and thirty-three Newly married little things