Qian Feng's hand clenched his fists and blue veins rose, as if he didn't see the "enemy" holding a gun next to him, staring at him. He raised his fists and went straight to Chen Jiu's jaw. The two people behind saw that Qian Feng dared to fight back, and raised them The butt stock hit Qian Feng's back. Qian Feng staggered and fell to the ground, and then was punched and kicked.

Seeing Qian Feng being hard without saying a word, Chen Jiu's eyes flashed with surprise. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't beat him. They will change their posts in more than 20 minutes. Let's go first I don't believe that their bones are made of iron."

"You two look at them and kill them if you dare to resist." Chen Chuan's joking gaze flashed and his voice said coldly.

Chen Jiu greeted him, and everyone quickly dispersed, forming a scattered formation and quickly sneaked towards Chen Yang and the others to rest.

Mu Guanglong felt a little uneasy when he saw Qian Feng lying on the ground and was lying unmoved. Just as he was about to see Qian Feng's condition, his back was pressed by the cold muzzle: "Don't move around, be careful that my gun will fire."

"Hehe! Brother, look at my teammates, it seems that they are very injured. I'll go and see. He knows more than me. If he dies, you can't get any information, wouldn't it be in vain?"

The man behind him hesitated and said to the other person, "Go and see if he is still alive?"

The other man muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's so fucking trouble." He walked to Qian Feng and kicked him, "Hey! Are you dead?" Qian Feng still didn't move.

At this moment, even his face changed. He squatted down and wanted to help Qian Feng up with his hands. At this time, Qian Feng suddenly burst out, grabbed his gun with his right hand, and pulled his body hard and fell on Qian Feng.

Qian Feng turned over, pressed his knee against his back, pulled out a saber from his land boots with his left hand and stabbed him hard in the back of his heart.

Just when Qian Feng suddenly rose, Mu Guanglong seized the opportunity, fell to his right, avoiding the muzzle behind him. He supported his hands and feet into the air, and with a bang, he was kicking the man behind him. On his chest, he then turned over and stood up.

As soon as the man stood firm, Mu Guanglong rushed to the side of his side. He put his left arm around his neck and grabbed his head with his right hand. He was about to twist to the side. He heard two frightened voices shouting. : "Wait! We are our own people."

Mu Guanglong was stunned and slowly relaxed his strength, but he did not let go. Qian Feng suddenly stopped his movements, and a trace of blood was already exposed from the point of the knife.

"We are from the Reconnaissance Company of the 35871st Regiment of the Xinjiang Military Region. All of this was arranged by your captain. Our ID is in the pocket of the shirt, you can check it yourself."

Qian Feng's hand holding the dagger did not move, and his other hand reached into his pocket and touched it, then took out a small red book. He opened it and nodded at Mu Guanglong and stood up. Mu Guanglong Seeing Qian Feng nodding to him, he relaxed his hands and let go of the man.

At this time, the two guys felt that their clothes had been blown through cold sweat. One of them smiled bitterly and said, "Damn it! I almost asked you to kill them."

After saying that, he walked to Mu Guanglong and Qian Feng and stretched out his hand and said, "I'll get to know you, my name is Xue Yong." He pointed to another person: "His name is Wang Hong."
Chapter completed!