Special Forces of Crossing: Cloud's Anti-Japanese

Chapter 1649 Difficult Escape

Falling from a height of more than 48 meters, no one thought that Stick and Zou Jiahui would still be alive.But in fact, when the united brigade team retreated back to Poipet, Guo Kui ordered Gu Youliang and others to start preparing for the mourning party for Stick and Zou Jiahui, they were still fighting with [-] Xiongfeng in the tropical jungle close to the Gulf of Thailand Fight to the death.

After a week of chasing and sniping, 67 Xiongfeng were killed by Zou Jiahui and stick to [-] of them.But now, Zou Jiahui and the stick with the broken left leg were out of ammunition, food and exhausted, and the two had no choice but to face death head-on.

In an unknown river valley in Chachoengsao City, about [-] kilometers away from Poipet, in a hollow among a pile of rocks, Zou Jiahui and Stick sat back to back, with half a snake in their hands, chewing and swallowing vigorously.There is no shortage of fruits in Thailand all year round, but fruits alone cannot support the calorie consumption of a large amount of exercise. Fish, snake and cassava tubers have become necessary intakes. Even if it is difficult to swallow, they will force themselves to swallow some every day .

"Even if I can go back alive, my left leg is also crippled, so what's the point of living? Zou Hei, I'll attract the attention of the devils later, you are going to swim across the river," throwing a piece of snake bone in his hand Fall, the sweaty stick said with great effort.

"Don't even think about it, when will our Langya abandon our comrades in arms? Save your energy and talk less, and save two more devils," Zou Jiahui said viciously.

When he was still on the banyan tree, the stick made Zou Jiahui escape alone, but Zou Jiahui was willing to do it.Ordinary troops of the Xuebing Army are taught not to abandon a comrade-in-arms until the last moment. As the most elite Spike in the Xuebing Army, how could he do such a thing.

Stick said angrily: "Zou Hei, do you want me to die without resting my eyes?"

"Nonsense, if I leave you alone now, I will really live in peace. Well, you should feel honored to have me as a companion on the road to the underworld. Build up some strength, don't be touched by devils I don't even have the strength to-"

"Zou Hei!" The anger faded away like a tide, and the emotion surfaced in his heart. The stick shouted emotionally, with tears in his eyes.

Zou Jiahui pursed his lips tightly, but refused to say anything more.He used a dagger to trim a branch about two meters long, cut off the side branches, and sharpened the other end.

The stick struggled to move his body, looked up at the sky, looked at the sun that had turned red, and prayed silently: God, hurry up to get dark!
Zou Jiahui and Stick had a hard time escaping, and it was not easy for Xiongfeng to chase them.This hero was chased from the Bangkok military airport. At the beginning, it was just a small team responding to the order of Mr. Suzuki to check the crash of the fighter plane, hoping that the "Representative of China" could survive the catastrophe.This is naturally a luxury.Realizing the punishment he will bear after the death of the "China representative", and then knowing Zou Jiahui's identity.Once they thought that Zou Jiahui had overturned more than a hundred people in an above-board way, the heroes of the Suzuki brigade were so ashamed and indignant. Once they found the trace of Langya, they immediately chased them down desperately.

Two teams of Xiongfeng participated in the pursuit, and a week passed, and the two Spikes were still at large, but Xiongfeng died nineteen.After chasing and killing for a week, they have found out the details of the two fangs, and one of them was seriously injured. If the two fangs were intact, how many people would they fall?Can you still catch up?

Having absorbed enough experience and lessons, the captain of the Langya squadron led by the team, a captain named Xichuan Jianbao, changed his strategy, organized the remaining Xiongfeng into a group of three to start the search, and strictly ordered not to act rashly after discovering the Langya, and must at least Get together more than ten people.

As expected, Zou Jiahui was born in martial arts. He has super physical strength and can run like flying with a stick on his back.He escaped from the devil's encirclement time and time again, but at this moment, he was finally exhausted, so he could only choose to hide temporarily until it got dark.

Finding a suitable lurking place is definitely a technical job, such as the pile of rocks they are hiding in now, if you don't get closer, you will never find it.And if they got closer, with the means of Zou Jiahui and the stick, it's hard to say what the three heroes will usher in.

"They don't know how to cross the river, do they?" By the side of a plantain grove about ten meters away from the pile of rubble, the three Xiongfeng discussed together after carefully combing the plantain grove and finding nothing.

"There is a possibility, please inform Captain Xichuan!"

"Matsumura, give me your water bottle, I've run out of water."

"Hay, here it is."

...The pile of rocks is on the bare river beach, because there is a hollow in the middle, it doesn't look high, and it seems that it can't hide people from a distance of more than ten meters.

One of the three heroes is in the front and two are in the back.The one in the front looked at the opposite bank, and the two in the back leaned forward to watch the left and right directions, not expecting that they were stepping into a death trap.

In the middle of the pile of rubble, Zou Jiahui and Stick looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of determination in each other's eyes.The stick held the three-edged thorn tightly in his hands, while Zou Jiahui was holding the newly made javelin.

The three devils stopped talking and walked over slowly.The sound of rustling footsteps became clearer and clearer. Zou Jiahui put his feet on his feet and slowly squatted up against the stone pile. Suddenly, he rolled on his side and thrust out the javelin in his hand.

"Ah!" With a scream, Xiongfeng, who was walking in the front, was stabbed in the throat, his eyes widened and his mouth spurted blood, and he fell down.At this moment, Zou Jiahui already had the triangular thorn in his hand. He threw it out violently, and the triangular thorn pierced another Xiongfeng's chest. While the latter fell to the ground, he turned his gun and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da..." The unique gunshot of MP-38|40 sounded, Zou Jiahui rolled and crawled, and suddenly roared and rushed towards the last Xiongfeng.

"Bage!" the Xiongfeng yelled, turning around and passing the muzzle of the gun at the same time. "Da da da..." When he pulled the trigger, a white light flashed, and the three-edged thorn thrown by the stick pierced his throat.The gunfire stopped, and the Xiongfeng let out a "ho ho" sound, and fell to the sky.

Zou Jiahui threw himself on the devil, and while panting heavily, he pulled out the three-sided thorn of the stick. "Pfft!" A stream of blood spurted out, drenching him all over.He stuck out his tongue and licked the filthy blood, tasted a bit of saltiness, then spit out the bloody spit, and smashed his gun hard.He took off the submachine gun, pistol, ammunition bag, grenade bag, and dry food bag from this devil, squatted and ran to the other two devils, picked up his own triangular thorn, and then took off their weapons and equipment and hung them on the Neck, he ran to the stick, handed the latter a submachine gun, squatted down towards him and said: "Come up, go!"

The stick also shattered all his long and short guns, then took the submachine gun, struggled to squat up with the gun on the ground, and fell on his back.

Zou Jiahui picked up the stick on his back, identified the direction, and ran towards the woods to the south.And just as he ran out for more than ten meters, there was a fierce gunshot behind him.Six Xiongfeng rushed over from two directions in the northwest, and three of them stood on the other side of the river and fired at them fiercely. The bullets broke many branches around them, and the rustling sound of branches breaking could be heard endlessly, making sticks and Zou Jiahui's scalp numb , Zou Jiahui shouted loudly, inspired his full potential, and his running speed suddenly became faster.

(End of this chapter)