Leopard Tooth

Seeing the unconscious soldier knocking on the door, someone secretly shook his head and said, "This guy is finished." It's not that he is going to die, but that his military career is probably coming to an end.Once the courage is broken, there is no courage to go to battle to kill the enemy.

There were also people who looked at the body that swayed slightly with the cabin with disdainful eyes.

The master fighter, after helping the knocker fasten the seat belt, pulled it hard again to test whether it was fastened.Then go back to your seat and re-fasten your seat belt.

But the noise of the engine on the left seems to be louder, and the sound of "click" once again attracted everyone's attention.

Li Jianrui thought: "I don't know if someone will rush to smash the door of the machine after a while?"

There are not a few people who have the same idea as him.In fact, the people in the front cabin had already heard the sound of "dong dong" slamming on the door, but no one paid attention to it.They are trying to deal with the plane's malfunction.A pilot scolded angrily: "Neighbor Mala, I'll just say that this waterway is fucking evil, and there will be turbulence at every turn."

The pilot was also sweating profusely, but he didn't agree with the pilot's statement: "You're paralyzed, you've only been through it a few times, you're fucking shit!"

The crab looked at the two cockfighting guys, and said angrily, "Hurry up and think of a way, don't be so fucking nonsense. After a while, they will be able to tear down the cabin door. They all have guns!" "

"Fuck, it's great to have a gun, the worst thing is that the plane crashes, let's finish the game together!" The pilot has obviously lost his mind, and his mind is full of thoughts of pulling everyone to die together.

Crab has traveled on this route many times, and he has never seen any situation or any kind of person.As soon as the pilot said such words, he took a step across and slapped the pilot on the top of his head with a crisp "slap", like slapping a watermelon.But if it is really a watermelon, it is estimated that it has been cracked by crabs by this time.

The pilot turned his head in astonishment, it was anger from his heart, evil to the guts, propped his hands on the seat, as if standing up, and taught the crab a lesson.The temple has been blocked by a cold muzzle.

A basin of cold water was poured over his head like a "wow", which quenched the flames of his anger and awakened his reason.The pilot next to him really didn't care, and looked at the pistol in the crab's hand with interest.Every time he wants to ask the crab to borrow it for fun, but the crab is a cheapskate, and he is also a cheapskate who can fight well, and a cheapskate with skills.

The pitch-black gun god exudes this icy aura. The barrel of the gun is much longer than that of the May [-]th pistol, and the body of the gun is also two sizes larger.It is the favorite gun "Desert Eagle" that crab collects!

It is said that the crab was seized from a smuggler during a mission, and he did not turn it in afterwards.The superior also turned a blind eye to him, and did not accept his gun, but the military merits of that mission were cancelled.Crab said happily in private: "It's worth it! It's really fucking worth it!"

The pilot sat firmly in the seat again, with his arms stretched out above his head.He has not been a pilot for long, and he has not flown more than one slap in the face, but he has a shortcoming, that is, he loves to brag and brag.Although he has also heard of the bad name of crabs, but the descriptions are not true, and he doesn't care about it, thinking that it is just a legend.

Only this time did he realize that it was referring to the iron plate.The crab is really crazy, even disregarding that he is also a soldier, and he is still on his own plane, openly pointing a gun to his head.If the plane encounters turbulence again at this time, if the fuselage suddenly trembles violently, if the crab accidentally slips his hand, he dare not think about it anymore.

And he squinted, saw his fellow pilot looking at him, and thought: Why doesn't this bastard just say something for me, fuck it!Usually, I respect him a lot, I offer him delicious food and drinks, what a fucking heartless man!

Then I took a closer look and found that he was paralyzed. The pilot didn't look at him at all, but stared at the gun in the crab's hand obsessively. The pilot only felt that he had the urge to vomit blood.

"Crab, you are making a mistake like this! I will record what you did in detail in the flight log!" The pilot tried to speak in a calm tone, as if there was no gun pointed at his head at all, in fact , The cold sweat on his forehead is gathering into a stream, slowly flowing down his face.

The crab retracted the muzzle of the gun, and did not hold the pilot's head any longer.Instead, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket with the other hand, patted the pilot's hands on his head, put the handkerchief in his hand, and said, "Wipe off the sweat!"

At this moment, the pilot felt that a big stone had landed in his heart, and he couldn't help but despise the crab: It's nothing more than a grass-mud horse, and the labor and management just settled you with a single sentence!What an idiot!

He wiped off the sweat from his forehead and cheeks with a handkerchief, then turned his head to look at the crab, and found that the black muzzle of the gun was still facing his forehead, but not against his head.Smiling: "You'd better put the gun back, maybe I'll consider writing it a little vaguely in the Fetion record."

Unexpectedly, the desert eagle in the crab's hand pushed forward, pressed against the pilot's clean forehead, and said disdainfully: "You were sweating profusely just now, and you were paralyzed. Labor and capital are precious guns that cherish themselves. We can't let this The idiot is sweating and polluting. There is no time to clean the gun now!" As he spoke, he pressed the gun to the pilot's forehead, and the pilot shook his head nervously as the pistol shook.He only felt that his forehead was icy cold, from his head to his heart.

The pilot still looked at the two with a smile, without any intention of persuading them.

The pilot could see that the pilot wasn't going to help, and couldn't help.He himself carried a gun, which was placed on the right side of the seat.Pilots and pilots of military aircraft need to carry pistols on duty, which can improve the survivability of pilots after a plane crash.

But the pilot didn't have that plan, nor did he have the opportunity and courage to draw his gun.You can't really try your best not to fight crabs in the cockpit.Just because of a careless remark?He just remembered that the pilot said to him in a pertinent tone when he was drinking once: "Xiao Liu, the trouble comes from the mouth!" He didn't take it to heart either, he turned his head and forgot.

At this time, on the verge of life and death, he suddenly thought of the earnest words of the pilot at that time. Could it be that he had expected this scene a long time ago?No, probably because I have seen through my own character, so I said the admonition.

Cold sweat broke out uncontrollably on the pilot's forehead, and he recalled his past in an instant, as if he suddenly understood something.The whole person seemed to be shocked, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't be nervous, crab, I will leave the gun to you for safekeeping. At the same time, I apologize for what I just said, please forgive me, I was impulsive!"