The jet-black tip of the spear was pressed against Huang Quan's Adam's apple, causing the skin on his Adam's apple to sink in. Due to the burning of the spear, the charcoal on the tip of the spear left a black carbon mark on his neck. Huang Quan was confused as to why the spear stopped, it seemed like it really wanted to kill him.
Huang Quan, who was lying on the ground, was like a statue as he stared at the burning wooden spear. On his collar, there were two badges that were connected to a five-pointed star and a wheat ear, shining with a golden halo under the sunlight. On his shoulder, there was a stripe and a star that silently told the attacker his identity. He was an active duty officer of the People's Liberation Army.
Huang Quan naturally did not know that his identity as a soldier had saved his life. Just as he was regretting whether he was a captive, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also regretting.
He squatted on the ground and continuously checked his equipment. Desert Eagle, ignore, Type-95 Bayonet, ignore, Rat King Blade, ignore. In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not encounter anything related to paper on his body.
How could he wipe his butt without paper?
This was a very difficult problem. Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang was anxiously looking left and right, a few smooth rocks in front of him caught his attention.
The dispirited Zhang Xiao Qiang circled around the huge boulder and walked back. Previously, when he ran over, he was full of energy, but now, when he walked back to the military vehicles, he was crestfallen. One reason was because of the diarrhea, which had hurt his vitality. The other reason was that he felt very unnatural. His heart felt weird, as though he hadn't wiped his butt clean.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was still thinking about whether he had wiped his butt clean, so he naturally did not have the mood to see if the person sitting in the driver's seat was Huang Quan. Similarly, there were some large dried leaves on the side of the road that obviously did not grow from small shrubs.
"I knew it, I knew it would be like this. I knew eating random things would kill me. Yang Ke-er, just you wait, I won't forgive you …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang muttered to himself as he walked towards the military vehicle. He pulled on the door handle and was about to open the door, but the door did not budge. He looked up at Huang Quan, and saw a person in military uniform with a face smeared with soot making a face at him.
With a swish, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out his pistol. Just as he raised it, a sharp wooden spear stabbed towards his right hand from the bushes behind him. Zhang Xiaoqiang twisted his right leg and turned his body sideways to kick the wooden spear. In a split second, the hard wooden spear was broken by his kick.
Before he could withdraw his right leg that was raised in the air, three figures suddenly pounced on him from the side. They were not holding spears, but were pouncing towards him with their arms wide open. Obviously, these people wanted to capture him alive. In a flash, the moment Zhang Xiaoqiang withdrew his right leg, the three people had already pounced in front of him. One of them jumped up and pounced down, while the other two sped up again and surrounded him from the left and right.
Zhang Xiao Qiang lowered his body and dodged the guy who had jumped up. He then used both his hands to support himself on the ground, and his right leg rubbed against the ground in an arc. With a sweep of his leg, the 2 people beside him fell to the ground. "Peng …." A cloud of dust flew up, and the guy who had missed fell to the ground.
"Ah … Ha …" A sharp and crisp sound rang out from the bushes. In an instant, more than a dozen people who were camouflaged by plants rushed out from the bushes with sharpened wooden spears in their hands …
Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his pistol and confronted these people whose faces were obscured by the plants and smoke. At his feet were three people who wanted to capture him alive, but they were kicked to the ground by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Not far away from Zhang Xiaoqiang, a person who was similarly dressed was holding a broken long spear and staring at Zhang Xiaoqiang in a daze.
"Put down your weapons …" Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed his pistol at the dozen people and gave them an ultimatum. He was still secretly worried about Huang Quan's life. That was a talent who could operate high-tech weapons. In Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind, such a talent was equivalent to ten ordinary team members. If they really killed Huang Quan, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not mind letting these people die with Huang Quan.
"Put down the broken things in your hands, do you hear me?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that these people were still holding the small wooden sticks against him. He stepped on the back of a person beside him and exerted force with his right foot. The person under his foot could not help but let out a groan.
"Stop, or I'll kill him."
A crisp female voice sounded out. Following that, a person who had also disguised himself as a withered tree dragged the tied up Huang Quan to the back of the group.
Zhang Xiaoqiang squinted his eyes and sized them up. Huang Quan was wearing a white shirt and his two hairy legs were exposed. He was tied up tightly with a hemp rope. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang kept looking at his lower body, he could not help but smile bitterly.
The person beside him held a Type 92 pistol and pointed it at his head. This pistol was obviously Huang Quan's personal weapon. Seeing that Huang Quan was fine, Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored him and decided to settle the score with him when he got back.
"I don't care who you are. You are now my captives. Put down your weapons and wait for my arrangements."
Zhang Xiaoqiang said arrogantly to the dozen people in front of him. After that, he removed his foot from the person he stepped on. Zhang Xiaoqiang could see the identity of these people. They were all women and not a single man. Previously, he was worried about Huang Quan's life and death and did not pay much attention to them. Now that Huang Quan was safe, he could naturally take a closer look.
"Haha … What a joke. Don't you see that your partner is also in my hands …"
"Open fire. I'll give you the guts to open fire. Do you know what crime it is to kill a soldier?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was not anxious. These women were definitely the natives of this area. They had not seen much of the world and were more afraid of the country than Zhang Xiaoqiang's uneasiness.
The woman holding the Type 92 pistol was stunned by Zhang Xiaoqiang's words. She moved the muzzle away from Huang Quan's head and pointed it at Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Throw away your gun, or I'll shoot …"
Seeing the woman pointing the gun at him, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not help but laugh out loud. The moment the woman turned the muzzle, Zhang Xiaoqiang could clearly see that the safety of the Type 92 pistol was not even unlocked. Could this thing kill people?
The woman holding the pistol was stunned by Zhang Xiaoqiang's actions. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that she turned the gun but was not nervous. Instead, he kept the terrifyingly large pistol and took out a round object from his bag.
"Haha, do you know what this is?
You won't understand even if I look at it. This is a hand grenade. It's the kind of thing in the movies that will blow up a bunch of people. Haha, if I throw it out, how many people will die … "Zhang Xiaoqiang raised the offensive hand grenade in his hand to scare the group of women.
"You … You're lying. The hand grenades in the movies all have handles. It's not like the thing in your hand. You want to scare us …"