The weapon tycoon who traveled to Daqin

Gargamon City. Yang Fang and his assistants took their not many salutes to the refuge near the sea of ​​Gaitai. From time to time, they would be shot, so no one would choose to come here to avoid it. His assistant.

There is a radio station in the salute that is responsible for contact.

"Sir, why should we avoid it here? If our people are shelled here, our situation will be very bad." His assistant said worriedly. They walked on the potholes.

To some corpses, the situation here is too miserable. For the first time, he felt that the war was so cruel.

"Want to know?" Yang Fang asked his assistant.

"Yes, sir." The assistant asked.

"I can't say it yet, but I can tell you with confidence that there is no shelling today. This is the order. We avoid there for our own safety, and soon know why this is done. Because of this, I will do this.

It is good for us, maybe in the early morning. Perhaps in the middle of the night. In short, the situation will have some benefits from time to time. Wait. By the way. Give you this. "Say Yang Fang held a toxic mask to the other party to the other party to the other party.

This kind of anti -toxic mask is made of leather. It sews multiple layers. The best anti -virus mask is made of rubber. It is filled with compression. It can be said that that one is very good.

In the case, unfortunately, they can only hold the simplest anti -virus mask, but he also has some functions.

"Sir, I know this, this is." The assistant recognized what it was. And he immediately realized what the upcoming thing would be, poisonous gas, chemical poison gas attack, this is the offense of Zhao Guoren, hanging

After seeing such news, he was shocked after seeing such news, but he did not expect that this would be.

"Okay. Let's wait quietly. Don't say, just live. Better than everything, let's go there." Yang Fang said that. Then they avoided it. They did not know that Zhao Guoren used it.

Persons with chemical poisonous gas, and no one of the entire Gaotai knows that a large -scale disaster will come.

Zhao Guo hired a mercenary, and the militians gave up many places. They also distributed towels, new kettle, and water in the kettle. They did not know what to send such things. And more soldiers were withdrawn.

"What happened?" A militia asked a veteran with his rifle.

"I don't know, today I suddenly let us withdraw from. His mother, Lao Tzu just moved the opportunity today. I saw a Carthage beauty, and the skin was very white. If I got her, I would let him give me me

There are many many children. "The veteran said this.

"Hehe." The people around him laughed.

"You just envy me." The veteran said disdain. Many people gathered, and they didn't know what happened. However, they knew that there was a troops staying.

It is very strange, and very good, there are*, they speculate that it may be Zhao Guo's elite assault team. They want to have an assault tactic against a veteran of Gaigai, that is, to kill each other as much as possible.

There are a lot of words. They believe that those commando is omnipotent. Everyone is equipped with*, with extremely powerful combat effectiveness, and some people think they are special forces to master some large -scale lethal weapons.

It is the latest weapon developed by Zhao Guo. It is huge and can be destroyed by the entire Carthage, because they withdrew from it. It is to avoid their own casualties.

The environment on the battlefield is more tense. Although they are easy to fight, this situation is extremely beneficial to them. They can chat and talk about other things. As for what happened in the city of Gaitai, many people don’t have no one.

Knowing that because the witnesses are very small, for the sake of confidentiality and security, the troops are retreated as much as possible.

Among them, only some big characters can be seen by these reports, and they cannot accept such a thing.

Zhao Zheng felt that this night was too boring. Because he was difficult to integrate into such an environment, women, he hasn't tried what the woman tastes, and chatting, those men began to talk about women's topics, this

No one can avoid the situation. In this case, many people will do this. No one cares about them.

Men's topic is almost inseparable from women. Different from his brother Zhao Zheng and his brother. He is a conservative man. He is a bit too much. Some veterans have complained about him privately, thinking that he is not here to fight here. Because he is not here.

Everyone here has their own desires, getting rich, women, sites, and their own industries. They come here with the dream of getting rich. If you want to get rich, you must do this.

Because only those people will not be keen on these. It is really a alien.

In the morning, Zhao was reminded by a veteran. He didn't know how he fell asleep, but only knew that someone told him that he had to snatch the position where they would retreat as soon as possible.

Zhao Zheng wipes his face, water is scarce. But for Zhao Zheng, the face is still very important. Even if you drink less water, he will wipe his face. For this alien

Don't do such a thing, so everyone thinks it is normal.

Zhao Zheng took a rifle with a bayonet followed the troops. Their team had to be scattered as much as possible to practice positive practice.

To do these things with their own luck, the front is a few soldiers, usually they are cannon fodder, but they are also willing to do this, because the first to enter the position, or they can get their own rewards in the city, or they can get their own rewards.

A large number of loot is themselves. For them, this kind of thing is really good.

Zhao Zheng was holding a bayonet rifle. He felt very boring. The degree of rifle with a bayonet reached about one meter and five. Of course, some rifles were about one meter two, but this length is too long for the rifle.

Many people complain that in the trenches, they cannot wield it at all, but the accuracy of the bullets is higher in such a long rifle. They have been moving forward, moving forward, and they have not encountered any resistance along the way.

When they got out of the position, the opposite Army of the opposite seemed to be gathered in the army. If it was really that way, the situation would become very bad. They felt that the situation seemed to develop towards their poor situation.

"Vomiting. Vomiting." On their position, a large number of soldiers who loved several soldiers were vomiting. Zhao Jun soldiers were very puzzled. They felt that such things should not happen.

"What happened?" A captain came over and asked.

"I don't know, the chief, they are all vomiting. They spent a long time that they explained that it was a corpse, a large number of corpses." A militia explained.

"Damn, the corpse has not been seen before, it is vomiting like this, it is really a group of defeats." Captain scolded disdain. Many militias watched this scene puzzled with a bayonet rifle, and they did not know that it happened.

What happened. But most of them have not eaten breakfast yet. They feel that at this time, should they have a cup of tea and make their condition better. In this case, their condition can be much better. Because this kind of thing can still make them still allow them

Solving some problems yourself.

"The current situation is not clear." A veteran said this. But soon they knew what happened.

The captain also started to vomit. The same is true of many soldiers.

Zhao Zheng was curious to come to the position of the Gaitien people. He felt that his life may be the most unlucky place in his life.

He saw a large number of corpses, and those corpses were bleeding, and some grabbed their throat, face. Eyes, and they looked very scary. They did not know what they had encountered, but they must be more painful during their lifetime. There were still many people.

The face was dark and died so quietly. There were corpses everywhere, one layer after the other. They did not know what happened last night.

Also quiet, suddenly they felt that they occupied a city of death. Fear, they involuntarily attacked all of them.

It is strange that Zhao Zheng did not vomit, the air permeated the taste of death, and there was a lot of vomiting. These tastes stimulated more people's uncomfortable feelings, which made everyone feel very unbearable.

"Damn, I have never endured such a taste." Many people said that.

And Zhao Zheng didn't know what he felt. He was not afraid of death. He felt that all this had exceeded the limits of human beings. Perhaps his stimulus was big enough.

Fear, discomfort, and all kinds of discomfort. But these are all acceptable things to Zhao Zhenglai. These are acceptable things, because these things are enough to make him feel that his condition is much better.

The alien is the alien. This is the evaluation of everyone by everyone. But he likes it.