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After coming out of the barracks, Zhou Guoxin ran wildly all the way, and that shot really scared him. Another Jinyi guard spy who was in charge of answering outside was puzzled, and stepped forward to ask, "Lord Baihu, what's the matter?" ”

Zhou Guoxin took a sip: "Hurry up and run, and ask a fart!" ”

The spy was infected by his nervousness, and subconsciously ran after him, asking as he ran: "What's the matter, where is Zhao Laosan?" He said that Zhao Laosan was the spy who followed Zhou Guoxin into the barracks.

Without waiting for Zhou Guoxin to answer, neat footsteps sounded behind him, and Su led a platoon of soldiers to chase after him.

Although Zhao Laosan's death bought Zhou Guoxin a little time, how could the pampered Jinyi guard outrun the soldiers of the Qiongzhou battalion who practiced every day? Moreover, the first battalion company and platoon are the veteran seeds carefully selected by Huang Hansheng, the elite of the elite, no matter what kind of military skills are leveraged, and they can run faster than their empty-handed opponents with guns.

Fortunately, Zhou Guoxin usually likes to juju, and his physical condition is not bad, much stronger than his subordinates, and he quickly threw this spy away.

The spy shouted breathlessly, "Lord Baihu...... Wait...... Wait for subordinates......"

Zhou Guoxin turned a deaf ear, as if he didn't hear it, but ran faster. Just kidding, Zhao Laosan stayed behind, but it had no effect, the other party still chased after him, and if he didn't run fast, he would die fast - according to Zhao Laosan's temperament, the waist card must be revealed, and the identity of Jinyiwei was also indicated, so it can't stop the other party, it can only show one problem, Zhao Laosan is more auspicious and less auspicious, and the other party wants to kill people!

The spies who were left behind couldn't run, and he didn't know what happened to Zhao Laosan, and Zhou Guoxin didn't have time to analyze the benefits and disadvantages with him, so with the same idea as Zhao Laosan, he took out his waist card and panted back: "I'll take your mother...... Don't chase, Lao Tzu...... Lao Tzu can't run anymore, look at the waist card...... You know who Lao Tzu is......"

In his opinion, as long as Jinyiwei's waist card is revealed, this group of aggressive big-headed soldiers will definitely be like a deflated ball and give up the pursuit. Although the adults of the hundred households have repeatedly explained that they cannot reveal their identities as a last resort, and they want to secretly investigate the details of the Qiongzhou camp, but when their lives are at stake, they can't take care of so much, and being punished by the top afterwards is better than being confused and being treated as a trivial work.

But what he never expected was that the other party would not give him the opportunity to choose at all, and his fate was already doomed, that is, to go to Hades with the black cauldron on his back.

Su took the lead, leveled the rifle, stepped forward, strode over, and shouted: "Kill the fine work!" "Sending the gun forward, a standard thrust, this action is trained hundreds of times a day, and it is as skilled as eating with chopsticks. 【】

The "fine work" holding the brocade cloth guard waist card opened his mouth wide, and watched the bright bayonet insert into his chest, a cold feeling spread from the blade, and the strength in his body gradually disappeared. Before losing consciousness, he hoarsely said, "Lose ...... Your mother, my son...... It's a brocade guard, not a fine work......"

Seeing that the other party spit out the words "Jinyiwei", Su Bu clenched the handle of the gun and stirred left and right. The spies' ribcages were shattered, and they hissed in pain, and they could no longer speak.

After the bayonet was withdrawn, the spy fell face down to the ground, and a large amount of blood spread out from under him, slowly seeping into the soil. Su stepped on the spout's right hand holding the waist card, covered the waist card, and looked around: "The one who killed at the barracks door was a fine work, and the one who was killed here was ......."

The soldiers in the company and the platoon are all veterans of "Zhengzheng Miao Hong", and they understand it and answer in unison: "It's also a fine work!" "Anyway, I killed one just now, so I don't care if I kill one more, no matter what his origin is. In their hearts, on the ground of Lingao, no one is bigger than their own general.

The two spies died in Huangquan one after another, and finally bought some time for Zhou Guoxin, he ran desperately, and finally opened a certain distance from the pursuers. However, Su Thick Legs, who led the troops in pursuit, did not give up and persevered to catch up.

It wasn't until he entered the residential gathering area of Lingao New City that there were gradually more people that Zhou Guoxin found an opportunity to hide himself. On a street corner, he found a flat pole and two barrels of vegetable oil, and the barrels were covered with a hat, and he hurriedly put the hat on, carried two barrels of oil, slowed down, and walked slowly, like an oil seller walking the streets and alleys.

A moment later, a middle-aged man came out of an alley with his pants in his hand, looked left and right, and let out a panicked cry: "Where's my vegetable oil?" ”

Zhou Guoxin didn't go far when rumbling footsteps sounded behind him, and the heavily loaded and murderous soldiers also arrived. There was a commotion on the streets, and the people who set up stalls to do business hurriedly collected their stalls so as not to obstruct the soldiers' path, and the pedestrians took refuge in the streets.

Zhou Guoxin secretly rejoiced in his heart, as long as the people were in chaos and the streets were in chaos, he would have the opportunity to take advantage of the chaos to get rid of the pursuit.

But things didn't go the way he had envisioned. Although the people were a little uneasy, they didn't run around, just to make room for the soldiers, to make the street appear more spacious, and then to do what they had to do - of course, the voices of both sides of the buying and selling things were deliberately lowered.

Zhou Guoxin looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

If this is in Guangzhou, the government even the battalion has been dispatched, it must be a great event, the street has long been chickens and dogs jumping can not be peaceful, the people are afraid of being affected by the pond fish, must not be able to avoid it, at this time it should be a mess into a pot of porridge is normal, if you want to escape, this time node is the best opportunity. As a brocade guard, he often arrests people, and the trace of losing his target is often such a time, and in turn, if he wants to escape, he must also take advantage of this opportunity.

However, the development of the plot does not follow the routine!

The soldiers of the Qiongzhou battalion looked around vigilantly, but they did not forget to avoid the people's stalls as they advanced, so as not to kick over the small tables of the noodle stalls and step on the cabbage dropped by the vegetable vendors, while the people carefully dodged the space and watched the soldiers pass by. If Zhou Guoxin is a traverser, he will definitely sigh that the ancient army and the people can coexist in such harmony, which is a good drama of "the military and the people".

Zhou Guoxin naturally didn't know that although the Qiongzhou battalion had a great reputation, it was only fierce to the officers and soldiers, never disturbed the people, and the purchase of fish, meat, vegetables and other ingredients was also clear and real-priced, and the money given was also cash, never in arrears, and it had an excellent reputation in the Lingao area.

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