My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 190 The training ground disturbance

Chapter 190 The training ground disturbance

Fear of the dark is an innate instinct of human beings, just like Yaoma crawling at the front of the corridor.

It's only halfway through the crawl, and I can't stand it if I feel numb.He stopped involuntarily, panting heavily, reluctant to continue crawling forward.

"Need hemp? Let's go, stop until you're a Mozi?" Bula behind him asked quickly, and even stabbed his ass with a gun.

"You son of a bitch, don't mess around! Where are you stabbing you? I'm tired and take a breather." Yao Makou said involuntarily.

How could he be tired? This guy who is not afraid of anything and dares to fight with people all over the world seems to be particularly afraid of this invisible and intangible sense of the unknown.

"Then let's take a break, my hands are sore from the bastard's cover, how long is there?" Bu Lai asked.

"I know a hammer, I said...how about you come to the front."

"Boom! Boom!"

As soon as Yao Ma finished speaking, two loud explosions suddenly came from behind, and a series of gasoline barrels were shaken uncontrollably, which scared the soldiers inside.

"What's going on?" Yao Ma hurriedly shouted to the back.

"The back exit was bombed and collapsed, and I can't get out!" After a while, the soldiers responded slowly from behind.

"Haha! Grandchildren, grandpa will add some food for you. If there is no way behind, why don't you hurry up and climb forward?"

Long Wenwen's mean laughter came from the front of the corridor, which was forcing them to move forward desperately, otherwise they would be trapped to death in this rat hole.

"Damn it! I knew this shit was going to make trouble." Yao Ma punched the gasoline barrel so hard that he was about to cry, and Long Wenwen slapped him again.

"Ahem, hurry up, they've set off the smoke!" Bura shouted nervously.

A faint smog filled the passage, which frightened everyone, death, death, isn't it going to death! ?
"Long Wenwen, aren't you afraid of killing people if you do this?" Liao Mingyu frowned and asked uneasily.

"Don't worry, Tuanza, just fanned the smoke from the explosion. You must know that the environment in the Japanese tunnel will only be worse than this. Besides, don't they still have gas masks?"

Long Wenwen replied with a smile that the Sichuan army does not lack equipment, but what it lacks is anti-virus awareness. He wants to see if these grandchildren know how to use it under such circumstances.

Although the smoke was not fatal, it was very choking. Coughing sounded continuously in the tunnel, and the soldiers were a little panicked by this sudden situation.

"You're going to die, hurry up!"

Not spicy is even more exaggerated, I saw him covering his mouth and nose and crawling forward desperately, directly pressing all the numbness under his body.

"Fucking hammer! Crawl away!"

Yao Ma pushed him away and tried to calm himself down. The team leader said that the more you don't panic in this kind of time.

"Isn't there still a gas mask? Lazi tell the people behind to put on the gas mask!" Yao Mahjong took down an iron can behind him, which contained the German-made M38 gas mask.

Bula suddenly realized that if Yao Ma hadn't thought of it, he would have forgotten that he was still carrying this thing on his back.

He immediately put on his gas mask, and at the same time shouted behind him: "Don't panic, open the tin can behind your buttocks, there is a gas mask inside!"

The soldiers passed the order to the back one by one, everyone put on their masks, and the faint gunpowder smoke could not help them anymore.

To calm down, the head of the group was watching outside. No matter what he said, he couldn't lose face, so he mustered up his courage and continued to climb forward.

Just after turning a corner, before Yao Ma could take a breath, a figure appeared in front of him.

His eyes had gradually adapted to the darkness, and he vaguely noticed that the figure was actually wearing a helmet with a fart curtain on his head.

It's Japanese! ?Die, die, why did you put a Japanese in it?
Without time to hesitate, Yao Ma suddenly pulled out the bayonet on his waist and stabbed it into the "Japanese"'s neck, but the expected sound of the bayonet piercing into the flesh did not appear, instead it felt like being stabbed into a ball of hay.

He quickly pulled off the helmet, and what was surprising was that there was actually a ball of straw under the helmet.

"Damn it! What's going on here?"

Yao Ma was so frightened that he let out an exclamation, at this moment, the top of his head was suddenly opened, and a bright light suddenly shone in, making his eyes hard to open.

A big hole had been sawed on the top of the gasoline tank, and the hole was only covered by a few planks and sandbags. At this time, Long Wenwen was standing outside the hole and smirking at him heartlessly.

"Yes, brother Ma, the response is good, this "little Japan" was reimbursed by you very easily."

It turned out that this "Japanese soldier" was just a scarecrow wearing a helmet, and Long Wenwen put it here specially to test their reaction ability.

"You son of a bitch! You don't make me feel bad, don't you!?" Yao numbly cursed.

Unexpectedly, Long Wenwen's eyes were fixed, and he grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it on him: "Who told you to stop? Move the body away for me and continue to crawl forward, hurry up! Have you eaten yet? Talk to a mother Like them!"

"Bah! Bah... Lao Tzu!" Yao Ma just raised his head and continued to scold, and ate a mouthful of mud in front of him.

Long Wenwen was merciless and kept throwing dirt at him, but he had no choice but to move the scarecrow to the side and continue to crawl forward.

The not-so-spicy guy in the back is very interesting, he pouted his buttocks and wanted to go numb, but if you look closely at his mouth shape, you will know that this guy must be scolding bastards.

Being tossed so badly by Long Wenwen on the first day, one can imagine what awaits them in the following days.

Liao Mingyu watched this scene silently. He didn't have to worry about training. With Long Wenwen, the evildoer, as long as he was provided with enough material support, he was fully capable of subduing these elite soldiers.

"Long Wenwen, I'll leave this to you. I'll go back to the regiment headquarters first," Liao Mingyu said.

"Good group seat, don't worry!"

……

After returning to the regiment headquarters, Liao Mingyu was going to sum up the existing resources to see what else needed to be exchanged.The counter-offensive is coming, and every detail must be covered.

Before he could take a breath, the guard reported that Colonel Smith had come to the door.

"Dear Colonel Smith, are you bringing me that batch of equipment?" Seeing his hurry, Liao Mingyu couldn't help but joked.

"Don't be joking, Commander Liao, I came here today to see you." Smith smiled wryly.

There were three other people who came with him. One of them, Liao Mingyu, was his adjutant. The other two Americans had no recollection, but they looked familiar.

"Oh? What needs you to come in person?" Liao Mingyu suddenly became interested.

(End of this chapter)

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