special forces soul

Qian Feng clenched his fist with bruised veins, as if he didn't see the 'enemy' who was holding a gun and staring at him.He raised his fist and went straight to Chen Jiu's jaw.Seeing that Qian Feng dared to fight back, the two people behind raised their gun butts and slammed them on Qian Feng's back.Qian Feng staggered and fell to the ground, and was then punched and kicked.

Seeing Qian Feng standing still without saying a word, Chen Jiu's eyes flashed with astonishment.He waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't fight anymore. They will change guards in 20 minutes. Let's deal with them first, and then come back to continue the interrogation. I don't believe their bones are made of iron."

"You two look at them, if you dare to resist, you will kill them." Shen Chuan's playful eyes flashed past, and his voice was cold.

Chen Jiu greeted, and everyone quickly dispersed, forming a skirmish formation and sneaking towards the resting place of Chen Yang and the others.

Seeing Qian Feng lying on the ground without moving, Mu Guanglong felt a little uneasy.Just as he was about to check on Qian Feng's situation, his back was held back by the cold muzzle of the gun: "Don't move around, be careful that my gun goes off."

"Hey! Brother, my teammate seems to be seriously injured. I'll go and see. He knows more about the situation than I do. If he dies, you won't get any information. Isn't it a waste of effort."

The person behind hesitated and said to the other person, "Go and see if he is still alive?"

Another person muttered in dissatisfaction: "What a fucking trouble." He walked up 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 wanted to help Qian Feng up with his hands.At this time, Qian Feng suddenly jumped up, grabbed his hand holding the gun with his right hand, and pulled his body hard to fall on Qian Feng.

Turning over, Qian Feng put his knee against his lower back, pulled out a saber from his marine boot with his left hand, and stabbed him hard in the back.

Just when Qian Feng rose suddenly, Mu Guanglong seized the opportunity and fell to the right, avoiding the muzzle of the gun behind him.With his hands on the ground and his feet flying into the air, he kicked the chest of the person behind him with a bang.Then turned over and stood up.

As soon as the man stood upright, Mu Guanglong rushed to his side in one step.His left arm was around his neck, and his right hand was grabbing his head, just about to twist it to the side.Then I heard two terrified voices shouting: "Wait! We are our own people."

Mu Guanglong was stunned for a moment, and slowly relaxed his strength, but he didn't let go.Qian Feng also stopped his movements suddenly, a trace of blood was already showing from the place where the knife pointed.

"We belong to the reconnaissance company of the 35871 Regiment of the Xinjiang Military Region. All of this was arranged by your captain. Our ID is in the pocket of your jacket. You can read it yourself."

Qian Feng didn't move the hand holding the dagger, and reached into his pocket with the other hand to feel it, and then took out a small red book.Open it, nodded to Mu Guanglong and stood up.Seeing Qian Feng nodding to him, Mu Guanglong let go of the man with his hands loose.

Only at this time did the two guys feel that their clothes had been soaked in cold sweat, and one of them smiled wryly and said, "Damn! You almost killed me."

After speaking, he walked up to Mu Guanglong and Qian Feng, stretched out his hand and said, "Get to know me, my name is Xue Yong." Pointing to another person: "His name is Wang Hong."

Mu Guanglong reached out his hand to shake him, and said with a wry smile, "Which song are you singing? Here, in this form, I thought I met Dongtu."