Crackling!

happy.

But the taste is really bad. I ate too many radish at noon today, and I had diarrhea. I couldn't help but insert my nostrils with a crooked hat.

Jiang Hao left the city and watched as he crept into the woods with a tilted hat. He glanced around and saw a few broken bricks by the city wall. He quickly walked over and picked up one and slowly approached the woods.

I felt so good when I put on a hat and put it on. Suddenly, I felt something was moving behind me. As soon as my head turned halfway, I felt a black shadow coming quickly.

Huh~~

"Bang!"

Jiang Hao swung the half brick in his hand and slapped it hard on the head of the tilted hat. He groaned in pain and fell to the ground, pressing on the bastard he pulled out, posing in a twisted position, and his eyes turned white.

Dead?

Jiang Hao is not sure.

Jiang Hao gritted his teeth, what if he snatched his own wine, this would be the end.

He quickly picked up the gun, carried the bullet on his back, endured the nausea and lowered his body and groped in his hat, and only took out a few copper plates. The poor man, Jiang Hao, walked away, and could not stay here for a long time.

Through the woods, he plunged into the cornfield and disappeared.

It was getting late, but I always didn't come back when I wore a hat. It was already past the time to close the city gate. Lao Liu looked at the sky and walked out of the city gate to the woods. He cursed as he walked: "Si'er, are you, have you lost your feces or your intestines pulled out? You're closing the city gate at the beginning."

Lao Liu walked into the woods cursingly, and saw the crooked hat lying on the ground and unconsciously. When he knew something was wrong, he immediately took off his gun and held it in his hand, looking around with his eyes alert.

"Si'er~"

"Si'er~~ Are you dead?"

He screamed twice, laying on the ground with a hat in his arms, and did not move. Lao Liu was so scared that he quickly retreated, and ran back to the city, shouting while running: "No, Si'er is beaten to death."

Soon the deputy commander of the security regiment led his troops out and pulled Sier back to the city. He called a doctor over. After seeing this, the doctor said that the person was beaten in the head and was not dead yet. He didn't know if he couldn't wake up. If he needed to use medicine, he needed to use good medicine.

After the commander came over to see him, he cursed: "Damn it, it's so shameless that someone was attacked by a fool. He even lost my gun."

"Captain, can you still save me?" asked the deputy chief of the security team.

"Save, save his grandma's claw. The doctor said, "What good medicine should be used for ginseng and antler? I haven't taken it before. Band it up and see if you want to see the fortune." The commander said unhappily and turned around and left.

Jiang Hao ran out for more than ten miles in one breath, and then he got relieved after he got into the sorghum field of the green gauze tent. He sat on the ground and gasped for a long time.

I thought about the lying in the shit, rolling my eyes and wearing a hat, and I don’t know if I die. If I die, this will be my second murder.

But he felt that he was not that scared.

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

Made in Hanyang.

This gun is 70% to 80% new, which is pretty good. There are more than 30 bullets. Jiang Hao guessed that it should have been brought by Liu Damao from his brother Liu Dapao.

Hanyang Made is famous in the history of the Chinese war. Its prototype is the German 1888-type committee rifle. In 1896, German merchants sold the design materials and production machinery to the Qing government. China began to manufacture it itself. Because it was mainly produced in the Hanyang Arsenal in Hanyang, Hubei, it was called Hanyang Made.

How to say this gun, its performance is not good, it has problems such as difficulty in loading and retracting the shell, poor reliability of pulling the shell, and easy to explode the chamber. The ruler is set at 1,800 meters, and it is a miracle to kill people within 600 meters.

The accuracy is very average, and it is incomparable to the Mosinnagan rifle of the contemporary Mauser 98 and Mosinnagan rifle. There is no way. Who said that China is poor now? It would be good if local armed forces can have guns.

This gun must not be visible to the light, Jiang Hao hid this Hanyang Mausoleum with the original earth gun.

The sun sets and the sky is getting darker. Jiang Hao is tired, thirsty and hungry. He has already finished his cakes and there is no water around him. In the dark night, he dare not rush around in the green gauze tent. Besides, he dare not drink stagnant water, for fear of getting sick.

There was a tender sorghum rod next to it. Jiang Hao broke off one, found the tenderest place, put it in his mouth and chewed and sucked the moisture inside. It was a bit astringent and did not quench his thirst, but it was finally a comfort.

He lay on the ground with his legs facing the sky, looking up at the stars, his mind was empty beyond the sky, and his whole body seemed to be floating. It seemed that he had only when he was a child, when he was lying on the firewood pile in the village to look at the stars. When he grew up, the burden of studying and living slowly pressed on his body, and he did not have such a time.

"In fact, it is not just the final reward of the task, but also a reward for experiencing different lives, haha."

"It would be better if you don't go hungry."

I sleep and I don’t get hungry when I fall asleep. I have eaten in the morning, had a meal at noon, and had a meal at night. So what’s wrong? What’s wrong?

It's not starving to death.

Look at those people who lose weight, it’s okay if they don’t eat for a month or a month.

With his body stretched out and listening to the insects and birds singing, Jiang Hao really fell asleep.

......

Ring. Ring.

The donkey walked, and the bells in its neck jingled.

Today is three days to go back to the door. Jiuer's father came to pick up his daughter and returned to the door. Jiuer sat on the donkey, and her father followed behind her with his hands behind her back, muttering in her mouth.

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

"How big the Li family is, I will give us a big black mule when I open my mouth~~"

"You said you became someone else's wife and took the scissors with your man. What's the point of saying that~~"

Jiuer's father was chatting endlessly. Jiuer felt irritated when he heard this. He slapped the donkey's butt and the donkey trotted. Her father shouted from behind: "Daughter, why are you running? Slow down."

Jiuer didn't listen and ran away on the donkey, but soon disappeared.

......

Jiang Hao woke up and found that he was sleeping well, but he was even hungry. He was about to go back to the city and could not starve to death here.

He pulled out the sorghum rod and walked out. Suddenly, he saw a vine melon seedling in front of him. Jiang Hao came from the countryside and could recognize what it was. The melon seedlings were just not sure if there were melons.

Jiang Hao walked over quickly and started rummaging under the melon seedlings.

"Haha, there is really."

Unexpectedly, I found a few melons under the melon seedlings, green-skinned melons, two of them the size of fists. The smell was already fragrant and it should be ripe.

It doesn't matter if it's not ripe. Now he is hungry and thirsty. He has eaten raw melon seeds when he was a child, not to mention now, he twisted it down and rubbed it on his body with a "crack" and it was just a bite.

“So sweet!”
Chapter completed!