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Chapter 101 Children
100. Child
The streamer sword in Tang Ming's hand had been pulled out at some point, and he looked around vigilantly. Fear of the unknown had always been Tang Ming's weakness.

"Haha, Lao Hu did a great job. Let's go and see if the little devil has any treasures." The fat man was like a bandit, and he was about to sweep up with a wave of his big hand.

But when he turned his head to look at Tang Ming, Tang Ming's whole body was tense at this time, and the veins in the hand holding the Liuguang sword were protruding. He looked around vigilantly, and the fat man asked curiously, "Old Tang, what are you doing?" This is, why don’t you just turn on the light, see, you’re scared.”

Tang Ming heard the fat man's ridicule and was not in the mood to retaliate. He said coldly: "Be careful, I feel something is wrong."

The fat man was also taken aback, and turned his head to look around: "There is something wrong, isn't this very normal. Old Tang, you couldn't be fooled by that big rice dumpling, right?"

Hu Bayi also saw Tang Ming's seriousness at this moment, and asked aloud, "Old Tang, what's the matter?"

Tang Ming remained silent, and after a while, feeling the sense of crisis faded, he said slowly: "My intuition tells me that this base is not simple, and it may be dangerous."

The fat man said with disdain on his face: "Cut, what's the intuition, what's the danger, come out and let me see the fat man, I will kill him if you are afraid, old Tang, you will hide behind me later , let you see what it is called..."

Before the fat man finished speaking, he was interrupted by Hu Bayi: "Old Tang, do you really feel the crisis?"

"That's right, I felt it when I first went down to the tomb. I thought it was a big zongzi in the tomb, but only now did I find out that it came from this fortress." Tang Ming responded.

The fat man said carelessly: "Old Hu, you don't believe in your intuition, do you? We are revolutionary fighters, and we don't believe in feudal superstition."

Hu Bayi also picked up the engineering shovel: "Fatty, this is not a superstition. When I was a soldier, relying on my intuition on the battlefield saved my life. If it wasn't for my intuition, you should have killed me in this meeting." I burned paper on the grave."

Hu Bayi also talked about what happened on the battlefield back then, and told Fatty the importance of intuition, and Fatty's expression of disbelief slowly changed.

"Old Tang, did your intuition tell you what kind of thing we're going to meet here?" Fatty Wang also began to believe it, recalling that the big zongzi just now could exist, and slowly changed his view.

Tang Ming put the Flowing Sword back into its scabbard: "I don't know, it was the strongest when Lao Hu developed the motor just now, but now it's a little weaker, and I can't even feel it."

"Anyway, we'd better be careful."

The three of them were also frightened by Tang Ming's words, and they walked out of the power generation room cautiously. The fat man led the way ahead, Hu Bayi commanded in the middle, Yingzi followed behind, and Tang Ming was in the rear.

Everyone also walked towards the arsenal according to the marks on the map, and they reached the arsenal after a while.After all, they all felt a sense of crisis, so they had to find someone to defend themselves first.

The gate of the arsenal was closed tightly. Fatty and Hu Bayi opened the gate together, while Tang Ming stood behind them with a streamer sword in hand to deal with danger at any time.

The door opened, and the warehouse was filled with all kinds of weapons. A row of iron shelves was filled with wooden boxes. The fat man excitedly opened a box, which was full of Saka-style rifles, also known as [-] rifles. big cover.

The fat man picked up a large [-] cap, pulled the breech of the gun with a skillful "crash", aimed his eyes at the barrel and said to the crowd, "Old Hu, this gun is still usable, it's all new and unopened. Still oiled, brand new."

After speaking, the fat man threw the gun to Hu Bayi, and Hu Bayi also unbolted the gun, checked the gun, and then threw it to the fat man: "Little devil, this broken gun only has five rounds of ammunition. The motorized gun is revolving, the top order is too slow, and the recoil is too strong, I am not used to it.”

Yingzi also picked up one at this time, and asked Hu Bayi curiously: "Why, the little devil's gun is so good, and the thief is strong. My uncle used this gun when he joined the Northeast Democratic Alliance Army. Hu Bayi Brother, why don't you like to use it?"

Before Hu Bayi could answer, the fat man also said in advance: "Don't talk to him, he's used to semi-automatic in the army, and there's something wrong with it." After the fat man finished speaking, he dug out a box of ammunition boxes from the bottom floor and opened it. , are all yellow and orange bullets.

The fat man grabbed a handful of bullets, skillfully pressed the bullets one by one into the gun, and then he pulled the bolt, the bullets were loaded, and he raised the rifle and started to lose seconds.

And everyone opened the boxes on the shelf one by one, and found a lot of good equipment. They even found more than a dozen submachine guns and [-]-style submachine guns in a box with a plaster flag painted on them. They were even more pleasantly surprised.

Fatty and Hu Bayi were also happily hanging all kinds of equipment on their bodies, and Fatty also turned over a box of grenades, and hung them one by one on their bodies, which seemed a bit like a terrorist.

Hu Bayi also handed Tang Ming a Type [-] submachine gun: "Here, Old Tang, will this thing work?"

Tang Ming also looked delighted at the result of his preparations. After all, every man has a dream of being a hero, and he has an incomparable hobby for things like guns.

Tang Ming was about to take it, but suddenly a chill rose in his heart, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and a sense of crisis rose from his head.

"Swipe..." The streamer sword in Tang Ming's hand was already out at an astonishing speed, and he didn't even look at the rear where the sword was slashing. Tang Ming used up ten levels of skill for this slash, and he used his innate strength without reservation.

"Boom..." At this time, a huge crack appeared on the originally flat ground.

Fatty Wang and Hu Bayi were also stunned by the huge sound. Looking back, they were silent for a long time when they saw the huge crack opened by Tang Ming.

Hu Bayi looked at the long sword standing horizontally, and Tang Ming, who was looking around the warehouse very nervously, also asked in a low voice: "Old Tang, what, what's the matter?"

Tang Ming didn't answer, but Yingzi on the side said tremblingly at this time: "Hu, Brother Hu, just now I seemed, I seemed to see a child running past Brother Tang, and then Brother Tang took a sword and slashed at him. Just run away."

"Child, how can there be a child? There are few people in this deep mountain and old forest. Besides, this is the secret fortress of the Kwantung Army, and the hiding is even more hidden. How could there be a child?" Hu Bayi said in disbelief.

Although Yingzi was bold, she was a girl in the mountains with a strong sense of feudalism, and her face turned pale with fright at this time: "I'm really not blind, really, there really was a child who ran past Brother Tang, Impossible to misread it, there was no sound of footsteps, just a child who swished and ran past, so fast."

"Is there a ghost here? Brother Tang, why don't we go back." Yingzi was so frightened that she was about to cry, hiding behind Tang Ming, and said in a crying voice.

The fat man also asked at this time: "Old Tang, did you see it just now?"

Tang Ming withdrew the Flowing Sword: "I didn't see it, I just felt a chill behind me, but I couldn't see it when I turned around. I don't know what it was? But I really felt something behind me just now. "

Hu Bayi's expression also became serious: "Old Tang, can you still feel it now?"

Tang Ming closed his eyes and opened them after a long time, "I can't feel it now, I'm afraid I'm hiding."

Everyone was silent, and silently loaded their guns with bullets, while Tang Ming stood guard with a sword.

After getting ready, the crowd still led by the fat man, and walked in the direction in which the child Yingzi pointed out just now was running away.

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　Every time I write this kind of chapter, I feel a chill, and the author's hairs haven't gone down yet.

　　
　
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