Chapter 11 The Bricks Are Rounded

Crackling!

happy.

But the smell is really bad. I ate too much radish at noon today, and I had diarrhea. I couldn't help sticking my nostrils with a crooked hat.

Jiang Hao walked out of the city, watched crookedly wearing his hat and got into the grove. He glanced around and saw a few broken bricks by the city wall. He quickly walked over to pick up one, and slowly approached the grove.

Wearing the hat crookedly was pulling it coolly, but suddenly there seemed to be movement behind him. Just as he turned his head halfway, he felt a dark shadow coming quickly.

huh~~

"Snapped!"

The half of the brick in Jiang Hao's hand was rounded and slapped on the head of the crooked hat, the crooked hat groaned in pain, and fell to the ground with a thud, pressing it on the cake he had pulled out, his body in a twisted shape. Posture, eyes rolled.

do you died?

uncertain.

Jiang Hao gritted his teeth, yes, grabbing his own wine is the end.

He quickly picked up the gun, put the bullet belt on his back, endured the nausea and lowered his body to grope around the crooked hat, only to find a few coins, poor ghost, Jiang Hao left with his legs, he can't stay here for long.

Through the grove, plunged into the corn field, and disappeared.

It was getting late, but wearing a hat crookedly never came back. It was past the gate of the city. The sixth child looked at the sky and walked out of the city gate to the grove, scolding as he walked, "Si'er, are you? Did it fall into the dung heap or the intestines were pulled out, and it's time to close the city gate."

Lao Liu walked into the woods swearing, and saw the crooked hat lying unconscious on the ground at a glance. Knowing that something was wrong, he immediately took off the gun and held it in his hand, and looked around with vigilant eyes.

"Four children~"

"Si'er~ is she dead?"

After shouting twice in a row, he lay on the ground with his hat crooked and motionless. Lao Liu was so frightened that he hurried out and ran to the city.

Soon, the deputy head of the security regiment led the soldiers out, dragged Si'er back to the city, and called a doctor to come over. If you need to take medicine, take good medicine.

The head of the regiment came to see it and scolded: "Damn it, being attacked by someone sneaking a shit, it's a fucking shame, and I lost my gun."

"Head of the regiment, can you still save it?" asked the deputy head of the security regiment.

"Save, save his grandma a claw, the doctor said, what kind of good medicine should I use ginseng and deer antler, I have never eaten him, wrap him up, let's see fortune." The head of the regiment said angrily and turned around gone.

Jiang Hao ran out for more than ten miles in one breath, and he was relieved when he got into the green gauze tent and sorghum.

I was thinking about the crooked hat lying in the shit and rolling his eyes. I don't know if he died. If he died, this would be his second murder.

But he felt that he didn't seem so afraid.

Touching the gun in his hand, Jiang Hao began to check it. He had checked a lot of information before, and he could see the origin of the gun at a glance.

Made in Hanyang.

This gun is 70% to 80% new, which is not bad. There are more than 30 bullets. Jiang Hao guessed that Liu Damao should get it from his brother Liu Dapao.

Hanyang is famous in the history of war in China. The prototype is the German 1888 Committee Rifle. In 1896, German businessmen sold the design materials and production machinery to the Qing government, and China began to manufacture them, because it was mainly produced at the Hanyang Arsenal in Hanyang, Hubei. , so it is called Hanyang made.

How to say this gun, the performance is not good, there are problems such as difficulty in loading and retracting, poor reliability of shell extraction, easy to explode, etc. The scale is set at 1800 meters, and it is a miracle to kill people within 500 meters.

The accuracy is very general, and it can't be compared with the contemporary Mauser 98 and Mosin Nagant rifles. There is no way. Who makes China poor now? It would be good for local armed forces to have guns.

This gun must not be able to see the light, Jiang Hao hid this Hanyang Zuo and the original earth gun together.

The sun was setting, the sky was getting dark, Jiang Hao was tired, thirsty, and hungry. His pancakes had long been eaten, and there was no water around. In the dark night, he didn't dare to run around in the green gauze tent, and besides, he didn't dare to stagnate water. Drink for fear of getting sick.

There was a tender sorghum pole next to it, Jiang Hao broke it off, found the most tender place, put it in his mouth and chewed and sucked the water inside.

Lying on the ground with all fours upside down, looking up at the sky full of stars, thinking outside the sky, the whole person seems to be floating. This state seems to be only when I was a child, when I was lying on the pile of firewood in the village and looked at the stars Only once, when he grows up, the burden of study and life slowly weighs on him, he has no such time.

"Actually, it's not just the reward at the end of the mission. The experience of doing the mission is also a kind of harvest. Experience a different life, hehe."

"It's best if you're not hungry."

Go to bed and sleep, you won't be hungry when you fall asleep, what if you eat one meal in the morning, one meal at noon, and one less meal in the evening?

starving.

Look at those who lose weight, don't eat for a month and a month, isn't it okay?

Stretching out, listening to the chirping of insects and birds, Jiang Hao really fell asleep.

bell. bell bell.

As the donkey walked, the bells around its neck jingled,

Today is the three-day homecoming day. Jiu'er's father came to pick up her daughter to go home. Jiu'er sat on the donkey, her father followed behind with his hands behind his back, and he couldn't stop muttering,

"Daughter, you have to come back, you have to come back~~"

"How magnificent is the Li family, give us a big black mule when you open your mouth~~"

"You said you were someone's daughter-in-law and wheeled scissors with your man, what's that like~~"

Jiu'er's father kept babbling on, and Jiu'er was irritated when she heard it. She slapped the ass of the donkey, and the donkey trotted, and her father shouted from behind: "Daughter, what are you running for, please slow down."

Jiu'er didn't listen, so he ran on his donkey and disappeared after a while.

Jiang Hao woke up and found that he slept well, but he was even more hungry. He was going to go back to the city, and he couldn't starve to death here.

Pulling the sorghum pole and walking out, suddenly, he saw a vine and melon seedling in front of him. Jiang Hao came from the countryside, and he could recognize what it was.

Jiang Hao walked over quickly and quickly rummaged under the melon seedlings.

"Haha, there really is."

Unexpectedly, I actually found a few melons under the melon seedlings, green-skinned melons, two the size of fists, smelled fragrant and should be ripe.

It doesn't matter if he's not familiar, now he's hungry and thirsty, and he's eaten raw melon eggs when he was a child, not to mention now, when he twists it off and rubs it on his body, it's a sip.

"So sweet!"

Jiang Hao ate in big gulps, and after a while, two melons ate down his stomach, and his negative emotions such as thirst and hunger were relieved.