The look on the soldier's face seemed to be a little dissatisfied, probably because of the long-term poor drinking, Natasha no longer had the plump body of a girl.

The poison pistol was quickly searched, Charles took the pistol, took out his glasses from the drawer and put them on, "Oh, this is Ivan's gun." You didn't even exchange it for bread?"

There was no answer.

Charles stepped out of the huge desk, a rough hand rubbing Natasha's face a few times, and pulled Natasha's clothes away with a look of disdain. But it seems that the scenery inside does not please him.

"You're like a prisoner in the gas chambers, dirty, weak, Ivan died a long time ago, and no one here will give you bread. Get out!" Charles said, rubbing his palms.

"I want to join the KGB. Natasha stared blankly ahead.

Charles lazily propped his legs on the desk and said with a smile: "You used to be Ivan's man, maybe you were a reserve agent, but now? Look at you, you can't even hook up with a peasant." ”

"Give me the task and I can do it. ”

Charles suddenly stood up from his chair, grabbed the poison from the table, pulled the chamber of the gun away, looked at it, and threw it on the floor.

"This is the front line, we want soldiers, comrades! Not prostitutes, women!"

Natasha leaned over to pick up the gun, and with a click of the bullet loading, the soldiers on the side tensed up and pulled out a pistol from their waists and pointed it at Natasha's head.

Charles waved his hand and said unhurriedly: "In the woods east of the city, there is an enemy outpost, if you can take it, I may consider it." ”

"Can you give me some bread first?"

"Sergeant, give her bread. Charles yelled impatiently.

The soldier took the pistol and took a swarthy piece from the inner chamber and stuffed it into Natasha's arms.

Natasha only felt like a stone. But he could only turn around and leave. As soon as he reached the door, Charles spoke: "By the way, it's better to keep a bullet." ”

Natasha ignored it, and a sneering sneer came from behind her.

The bread was like a stone, Natasha bit hard, there was a salty taste between her mouth, Natasha wiped the corner of her mouth, it was blood!

There was a rare good weather in the sky over Moldtown, and Natasha squinted at the scorching sun overhead, and her long-frostbitten skin seemed to feel a little warm at the moment.

What a hell of a mission, Natasha thought to herself, this is sending to death, but if it goes on like this, starving to death on the streets like a skeleton is even more terrifying.

Slowly walked out of the county seat, in the middle of the path, Natasha could be killed by enemy snipers at any time, the funny thing is that she staggered all the way to a long distance, and saw that she was almost to the grove, and it seemed that killing her had become a waste.

Natasha's clothes were full of holes, and the cold wind couldn't help but drill into it, but Natasha felt a little hot. The stone bread in his arms has long been lost, a mouthful of blood. The salty thing is to make the mouth thirsty.

An enemy soldier stood on the path, seemingly smoking. Strings of white smoke billged out.

Natasha took a few deep breaths, shook her head, tried to clear up, and walked slowly forward.

The enemy soldier saw it at once, but he didn't panic, there was no main force of the Soviet army in this county, but this person seemed to be different from the other refugees, and he actually walked slowly along the middle of the road, but he was too weak and felt like he was about to fall at any moment.

Natasha put her hands under her armpits and her right hand in her pistol, and she remembered Charles's words, "poison" should be kept for herself, otherwise, life may be worse than death.

"Please help me! help me!" Natasha shouted.

The soldier was stunned, then threw away the cigarette butt and trotted towards Natasha.

Natasha fell to her knees in the middle of the road.

"What's wrong with you?" the soldier flicked his submachine gun behind him, reaching out to help her up.

With a muffled pop, the enemy soldier's eyes widened, and then his hands grabbed Natasha's body, and finally the whole person collapsed on Natasha's body weakly, and he couldn't understand until he died that this girl who spoke the enemy army would shoot herself.

Natasha froze for a moment and began to rummage through the dead man's body, anything that would keep her alive. But nothing but cigarettes and matches.

Natasha rested her head on the corpse, her hands trembling slightly, lit a cigarette, and coughed violently after taking a puff. In my mind, I had a joke when I used to learn German with Ivan.

Time seemed to be ticking her fingertips, and Natasha pumped one after another. Until I heard a loud roar of "Come out!".

Natasha sat up, her eyes darkened, and she slowed down for a few seconds before she saw three black muzzles pointed at her.

"Who are you!" questioned an enemy soldier as the other two lifted Natasha from the ground.

Natasha knew it was time to meet her parents, and Ivan. The hand holding the poison had just lifted a little, but there was a sharp pain, and the butt of an enemy soldier's gun was firmly struck on her hand.

The short soldier in front of him hurriedly pulled the bolt.

"Wait, this still seems to be a woman. ”

The cold barrel of the gun fiddled with Natasha's rag-like clothes. Natasha thought to herself that if she went down any further, Nata would fight to the death.

The barrel of the gun slid under her lower abdomen, and Natasha cried out hoarsely, reaching for the submachine gun in the hand of the soldier next to her.

"Kill him, kill him" The robbed man panicked.

Shots rang out, and Natasha could even hear the sound of bullets breaking through the wind, and streams of hot blood spurted out. But what is unbelievable is that the two people around him fell to the ground first, but the short soldier in front of him, as soon as he raised his gun, blood flowers continued to burst out from his body. It's like a dance.

"Hehe, sure enough, this gun is not an ordinary madness. After Lin Feng finished speaking, he jumped down from the branch.

Natasha saw a dark shadow descend from the sky to a few meters away. His mind was blank, and he took the submachine gun of the corpse next to him and shot at the black shadow.

"Holy!" Lin Feng slammed his feet backwards, shooting out like cannonballs, flying into the forest behind him. The sound of trees breaking kept coming.

Although there were no bullets, Natasha's fingers kept pulling the trigger, and the machine gun clicked in the air.

"Almost died at the hands of civilians. Lin Feng slowly walked out of the forest, patting the sawdust on his body.

"Who are you?"

Lin Feng raised his hands in front of his chest and said, "Look clearly, I have a righteous face, can I be a bad person?"

When Natasha heard this, her nerves suddenly relaxed, and her whole person fell backwards like a loss of strength.

Lin Feng saved a lot of civilians along the way, but this person who came to him was the first one.

"Are you alright?" Lin Feng acted like the wind, and he had already caught this person. I saw that this man's face was dirty, but he had beautiful blonde hair.

Lin Feng took out the kettle from his waist, tore off a strip of cloth from the corpse beside him, and wiped it briefly. There are no wounds on the face.

But the strange thing was that Lin Feng felt that this person was extremely familiar. Something flashed through my mind.

"You're a woman?!"

"Who are you?"

"What's your name?"

"My name is Natasha, who are you?" Natasha struggled to stand up from Lin Feng's arms.

Lin Feng looked up and down, in addition to looking too similar, how could the figure have the male desire of a black widow and a woman. The strength of the immortals to die.

"Who are you?"

Lin Feng came back to his senses at this time, "Lin Feng, I see that you are a girl doing this." Is it an agent?"

Natasha was shocked that this stranger with an oriental face actually knew that she was a spy. All at once came the spirit.

"You ....... As soon as he said this, he heard the sound of a loud engine in the distant woods.

Lin Feng pulled Natasha behind him and looked at the grove in the distance, where the trees fell down in rows. The deafening engine is getting louder and louder.

Finally, the behemoth blossomed out of the grove.

"Damn, it's a tank!"

Before Natasha could ask, she had been pushed by Lin Feng into the bushes on the other side of the path.

A white camouflaged Tiger tank slowly drove to a place four or five meters away from Lin Feng.

The tank lid opened, and an enemy officer came out and glanced coldly at the four corpses beside Lin Feng.

"Kill him!" the tank commander ordered.

Two fiery snakes burst out of the machine guns on either side of the Tiger tank. Lin Feng hooked his feet, and the two corpses were kicked towards the tank, and the bullets of the MG34 machine gun roared and the corpses danced in the air, turning into pieces in an instant, leaving only a dance of blood.

Lin Feng was still standing there, and said to Natasha in the grass, "Do you want me to give you a gift?"

But before Natasha could answer, Lin Feng received a gift, and the swarthy muzzle of the tank gun was aimed at him. Lin Feng scolded secretly, and several jumped on top of the tank.

The tank commander was so frightened that he immediately retracted into the cockpit. The barrel of the cannon began to rotate continuously, as if trying to throw Lin Fengfei down.

Lin Feng kicked the barrel of the gun that was turning towards him, and the nearly 60-ton tank actually shook a little. Lin Feng held the cannon barrel with both hands, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, his face was flushed, and he continued to exude heat.

"Ahh

"Watfak!" Natasha had long forgotten about the danger and walked out stunned. The huge cannon barrel was bent up under this man's hands.

Lin Feng saw that the barrel of the cannon was twisted into a twist by himself, and jumped out of the car laughing. As soon as they got out of the car, the enemy soldiers in the tank seemed to be crazy, and they got out of the turret one by one, and fled in all directions like crazy.

Lin and the others saw that the tank captain was about to flee, and the eagle grabbed the chicken and took him down, as if he was frightened, but there were words in his mouth.

"What is he talking about?"

"The devil. ”

"Did I say that?"

Natasha nodded slowly.

Lin Feng grabbed the submachine gun on the ground and slammed it from the head with one hand, leaving only the barrel of the submachine gun.

Natasha couldn't help but take a step back, Lin Feng smiled, parted the officer's hands back, and squeezed both hands hard, and the barrel of the gun turned into handcuffs.

"Natasha, you bring this person back, I guess the credit is not small. By the way, there is ....... Lin Feng took out a chocolate version of a gold bar from his jacket pocket.

"My name is Natasha, why help me ....... ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Feng walked up to Natasha's side, holding Natasha's cheeks with both hands and taking a closer look.

Natasha was a little embarrassed, reached out and wiped her face a few times, and squeezed out some smiles.

Lin Feng muttered a few words, and kicked the officer's ass, "Let's go, the enemy will chase after you in a while, by the way, buy a few sets of clothes next time and dress up well." ”

Natasha couldn't figure out what this oriental man was from, and she didn't know how many times she turned back along the way.

This book was first published in Reading Books