Indiana Jones

Chapter 201 Prisoner Squad (05)

"My day..." Stan didn't expect a tiger to appear, and he was frightened to death. The tiger's movements were extremely fast, and it pounced on Stan almost instantly. This guy really couldn't react at once. He even forgot to hold the gun in his hand, and just screamed and scrambled back, but his movements were too slow compared to the tiger, and when he saw the tiger pounce on him, there was a series of screams. There was a gunshot, and a row of bullets accurately drilled into the tiger's huge head.

The momentum of the tiger's pounce still persisted, and Stan was thrown to the ground, his head and face were drenched in hot blood, and the huge tiger almost crushed him.

This turn of events came and went quickly, everyone was startled, a layer of cold sweat was already breaking out on Si Xuanyi's forehead, and when he reacted, he found that Zhang Shoucheng not far away was carrying a smoking box Pao watched the fun with a relaxed face.

"Grandma, you kid owes me my life." Zhang Shoucheng cursed.

"A tiger is poured out of a piss, and you are unprecedented." The woodcutter sneered.Stan crawled out from under the tiger's corpse in a state of embarrassment, his head and face covered in blood, the clothes on his chest were scratched, and there were several cuts in his flesh, dripping with blood.

"This place is very interesting." Zhang Dachuan looked at the lofty mountains and said, "It's going to rain, so let's go!"

"Rain?" Guo Zhongxiao was a little confused looking at the sky without a single cloud.

"My brother said yes." Zhang Dali said lazily.

"Get in the car." Si Xuanyi threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

"What about the tiger?" Zhao Chenggong asked.

"You can take it with you if you want." Li Siming knocked on the carriage, "Let's go, let's go."

This minor accident did not cause any other damage except that Stan was injured a little bit, but everyone woke up from the drowsiness, and the woodcutter spread an army blanket inside after getting into the car Lying on it, after all, he was too old to sit up all the time, and several people kindly moved a place for him.

Stan was kicked to the rear of the car by everyone because of the bloody smell all over his body. He had to wipe it with his water bottle, but the bloody smell was still very strong.

"Throw away all your dog skin." Zhang Dali said to him, "It's not like you didn't bring a change of clothes."

"What? You can't get used to the smell of blood? Don't pretend to be clean. Does anyone here have few lives? Is the smell really that bad?" Stan curled his lips.

"Human blood smells much better. It's not as irritating as yours." Zhang Dachuan lit a cigarette, "I didn't expect to see tiger blood in the first mission. What a surprise."

"It's not a good thing to see blood so soon." Zhang Dali leaned aside and closed his eyes to rest.

"Maybe it's good luck." Stan put some medicine on the wound on his chest. Although it hurts, but luckily it's not serious. It's just a flesh wound, but it hurts. Once the powder is sprinkled on him, it hurts him immediately grimace in pain.

"Omen? Bloody head?" Guo Zhongxiao also lit a cigarette. He always felt that the brothers in this family were always talking in half.

"Hmph..." Zhang Dali didn't speak again.

"Alas..." Guo Zhongxiao pushed Lin Feng, who had never spoken, to pass the cigarette. In his impression, this guy didn't seem to have spoken much.

Lin Feng glanced at him, shook his head and continued to close his eyes to rest his mind. Guo Zhongxiao felt bored, so he turned to Si Xuanyi again, "Section Chief."

Si Xuanyi gave him face, took the cigarette and lit it.

"In the future, you can no longer call your title or name. Everyone should have a code name. Don't be an old section chief. I'm afraid that others will not know that you are an official person?" The woodcutter lay on the side and said, "This It is good for the mission and will not reveal your identities."

"Code name?" Guo Zhongxiao frowned, "Isn't that just for secret agents?"

"Jianghushan has different names." Zhang Dachuan said.

"I haven't had time to talk to them about this issue. Let's come up with a code name for yourself and give you time, but I have to agree on what to call it." Si Xuanyi raised his head, "By the way, my code name is Hei Lang, Zhang The code name of the deputy section chief is Diao Xiao, and everyone can call us that in the future."

"Black wolf? Eagle owl?" Zhang Shoucheng frowned, "Why beasts and birds of prey?"

"I don't know. It was given by the above. I don't have any idea about it. You can call it whatever you want. You can think of a better one." Si Xuanyi said while smoking a cigarette. His code name was given by Mao Renfeng. Although it didn't sound very nice, he still didn't dare to disobey Director Mao's words.

"Then you have to think about it..." Before Zhang Shoucheng's voice fell, he hit the car panel directly, and he couldn't help yelling, "Damn, Zhao Chenggong, do you fucking know how to drive?"

"I drove it." Li Siming's voice came from the front, and Zhang Shoucheng lost his temper. Even if he had a temper, he didn't dare to get angry with the deputy section chief.

"What's wrong?" Si Xuanyi asked.

"There is a man lying on the ground, who looks like an injured mountain man. I'll go and have a look." Li Siming said as he got out of the car.

"Where do the mountain people come from in the barren mountains?" Zhang Dali muttered, his voice was so small that no one else could hear him clearly, only Zhang Dachuan slapped him.

There was indeed a person lying on his stomach not far from the front of the car. His clothes were plain, because he was lying on his stomach and his face could not be seen. This guy was covered in dirt and some grass blades were stuck to him. Not far away was a squashed bamboo basket. It looked as if it had rolled down a mountain.

Li Siming walked over and pushed the man twice, but there was no reaction at all. He turned the man over, but saw the man's small eyes rolling around...

Li Siming's heart sank, and he groaned secretly, but it was too late, a hard thing was already on his stomach.

"Don't move, or you will be ripped apart with a move of your fingers." The man was still lying on the ground and staring at Li Siming.

Li Siming raised his hand slowly: "My friend, what do you want to do? Draw a line and say it?"

"Back." The man pushed Li Siming.

Li Siming did as he said, and slowly took a few steps back, and then the man slowly got up: "Come out."

As his words fell, two or three dozen people jumped out of the bushes in the woods by the roadside. These guys all held swords and spears in their hands, and only a few of them held earthen guns and firecrackers.

Only then did Li Siming realize that what the other party was holding was a short-handled soil gun. This gun could only be fired in a single shot, the effective shooting distance was not very far, and the accuracy was extremely poor, but it was filled with iron sand, so The power at close range is very powerful, and it may be no problem to disembowel him with one shot.

(End of this chapter)