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"thump!"

“Hu—Hu….”

At the same time, Liu Qitongjiao also sat on the wooden floor with his death confirming the other party. He didn't care about the dirty blood on the floor, other Shenma internal organ fragments and the unpleasant breath around him, and kept gasping.

The scene just now really scared Liu Qi. If it weren't for the opponent's injury and the difficulty in mobility was not convenient, there would be no weapons in his hand. Moreover, the power of the submachine gun in Liu Qi's hand might have been killed by someone else. That would be too tragic. The typical cup of wine that was so focused and life was thinner than paper was born.

Fortunately! Fortunately, the attacks of the American soldiers made the officer of the squat chicken who was knocked out of the shell completely lose his ability to move. After even falling into a coma, the officer of the squat chicken was awakened by Liu Qi's search for the dead and did not even have any weapons to take advantage of. He could only try to kill Liu Qi through sneak attacks, but who knew that when this guy was planning to snatch the submachine gun, he found that his own power could only reach the other party's clothes.

The submachine gun on Liu Qi's chest was completely open (taken from the dead, but he was on the battlefield, and he could shoot with a firearm with a firearm with a trigger. Of course, Liu Qi, a pseudo-military otak who was not even considered a two-knives, did not know this. If the other party caught the submachine gun first, he would probably die.

"Lucky, fortunately! I'll shoot first! Hum? Shoot??...No!! The gunshot has already alarmed the remaining army of the squat chickens on this island. Exit! Exit!!"

Liu Qi, who was sitting on the floor, recovered after a little breath and stood up again. Liu Qi, who had life and wolf life in his hands, didn't care much about blood. Uh, or he was already a little numb.

However, Liu Qi stood up and looked at the corpse of the hornet-shaped chicken officer. When he was muttering, he suddenly realized that he had exposed himself after just shooting. Now he heard the sound of the American soldiers who have retreated. Didn’t he tell the news to inform the venge chicken that there was something going on here? Liu Qi, who was shocked, immediately chose the exit option.

“35,34,33…”

"There is gunfire here. Pay attention to see if there are any American ghost animals left!"

"Hayi! First team, come here to search!"

"The others come here with me!"...

When Cao Cao was said, Cao Cao arrived. Just as Liu Qi was about to withdraw from his mind was about 30 seconds, Liu Qi, who was holding a revolver (the submachine gun bullets were exhausted), saw teams of black shadows appearing near the trestle at the entrance of the village, and a vague sound told Liu Qi that he had encountered those soldiers who were fucking chickens.

"MD, I've tried it! I have to delay the time, otherwise I might be discovered!"

Seeing that the soldiers of the foot-cup chicken who were less than 100 meters away from here began to divide the troops and prepare to search, Liu Qi immediately became anxious. His house was the second room in the village. In twenty or thirty seconds, he might find a way to find himself and shoot him a few times. He had to find a way to make the other party hesitate. Anyway, it only took two or thirty seconds to run away, and he was not afraid that the other party would make dumplings.

"Bang!"

Raising the revolver in his hand, Liu Qi aimed at a soldier with a footbowl chicken that was about seventy or eighty meters away and fired. Well, as expected, the shot was indeed empty. Several soldiers with footbowl chickens on the opposite side immediately fell down or looked for cover to guard the situation, looking at the situation, not even a hair was injured.

"Here! There are Americans here!"

"Come here!"...

Listening to the shouts of the soldiers from the footbowl chicken outside, Liu Qi did not expose his head, but just hid in the room and was on guard with a gun. You know, the soldiers of the World War II of the footbowl chicken were said to be extremely high in shooting. Liu Qi didn't want to use his head to try the other party's shooting level at night!

"What? There is only one person?"

An army officer carrying an officer's knife with a telescope hanging around his neck listened to his subordinates' report.

"Yes! Sir! I heard only a gunshot, and the sound seemed to be a pistol shooting. I guess it was an American wounded soldier or a separated soldier!"

A small officer at the level of squad leader reported on the commander who kept Danrenhu.

"You want to be a Western! You must catch a living person! Do you understand?"

When the commander of the footbowel chicken heard that the other party might have left, his eyes lit up and ordered the little officer.

"Hayi!"

Well, as the commander's confidant, the little officer of course understood what his boss meant. Tonight they were attacked by the Americans and suffered heavy losses. If they could not get something to cover up for the superiors, their boss would probably have to eat the above. Even if the highest commander of this base bears full responsibility, the officers below would probably not have a good life. It is foreseeable that they were transferred to the front line to act as cannon fodder.

However, if a few American wounded soldiers or prisoners can be caught, then your boss will have much better life. At least he is not even caught by a sneak attack and at least he is caught in the footbowl chicken army. The former is a matter of personal strength, and the latter has at least a little strength, not waste food like waste that is useless.

What? The casualties of soldiers with chickens in the foot during the capture of alive?

Please, don’t you know the cheapness of the soldiers in World War II, right? You said that you used a stamp worth a few cents a day to post a postcard with a sentence that says the Emperor will be OK to recruit army cannon fodder. Those officers will not feel sorry for their soldiers.

Therefore, I am worried that the casualties of my soldiers will not appear in the officers of the Xiaobenji family!

However, three minutes later, the soldiers who surrounded the house where Liu Qi had just shot were able to find only a few corpses of the soldiers who had almost been stripped (Liu Qi said he would not leave empty-handed). As for the so-called American ghost wounded soldiers or soldiers, they were not even found.

"Baga!"

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!..."

The commander who felt that he had been deceived immediately said a classic swearing at the national swearing country, and then he slapped the little officer in a series of slaps and punishments.

Well, ignore the beaten and injected chicken chicken, let's take a look in the real world.

………………………………………

"Ha, I'm finally back alive!"

Liu Qi appeared in his rental house in a camouflage uniform stained with blood and some unknown pieces.

Well, if someone looks at Liu Yun now, he will definitely call the police. Of course, the premise is that they must feel that their speed can escape the speed of the submachine gun and pistol bullets in Liu Qi's hand. Otherwise, the biggest possibility is that they will not be able to hold on high, just pretend that they have not seen Liu Qi.

"Haha, although I took some risks, the harvest was really good!"

Looking at the pile of guns, ammunition and various supplies on the ground on his bed, Liu Qile couldn't stop talking. This time he had a lot of gains. Although he had taken some risks just now, he didn't take any risks. He could eat toxic food at all times, let alone picking up bargains on the battlefield.

After gently putting down the Thomson submachine gun with empty bullets on hand and the revolver on his waist, Liu Qi put his half-full backpack on the ground and began to count the gains of his adventure.

Twenty minutes later, Liu Qi, who had finished counting, wrote down the profits of his adventure on a blank paper.

The main benefits are:

3 Japanese Type 99 rifles; a Type 99 light machine gun; 4 samurai swords on officers; 2 100-type submachine guns; 7.7-caliber rifle bullets and machine gun bullets are expected to be about 5,000 rounds; 8MM-caliber type 100-type submachine gun bullets are expected to be more than 500 rounds; 5 bayonets of Type 99 rifles; 107 grenades; 2 types of eight/nine grenades; three boxes of related grenades; 2 gas masks; and two helmets.

2 American M1 Garland rifles; 1 Berrowning automatic rifle; 2 Thomson submachine guns; 2 revolvers; 5 M1911A1 pistols; 21 grenades; 11 smoke bombs; more than 1,600 7.62MM rifle bullets; more than 700 general-purpose bullets of Thomson submachine gun and M1911 pistol; more than 50 revolvers; 2 bayonets; 1 machete; 1 helmet; 11 knives and daggers.

In addition to guns and ammunition, ten boxes of canned military beef were transported; three medical bags; various gold, silver jewelry, jewelry, and dentures found from American soldiers and footbath chicken soldiers were expected to look one kilogram; 11 watches of various types; 1 gold watch; 1 gold pocket watch with broken diamonds; about hundreds of US dollars and Japanese yen during World War II; 32 leather gun holsters and bullet boxes; the rest are too few and ignored.

"Tsk tsk... This time it's a great harvest! But... How do I deal with so many eye-catching things in TMD?? If that person comes in, I will not be desperate!"

Looking at the numbers on the A4 white paper that recorded this income on this A4, and turning to look at the room that looked like a small arsenal, Liu Qi had a headache. How to deal with these things??!

My own rental house is not an arsenal. If that person saw me, would I kill someone to silence me? But if I don’t kill someone to silence me, these guns and ammunition will be enough for me to go to the prison for a lifetime. How can I explain that these military weapons from World War II appeared here?…

"No! You must find a place to place these weapons and ammunition!"

Liu Qi is also having a headache now. There are too many weapons and ammunitions that have been obtained. If they are discovered in reality, they will definitely not have a good ending. There may be no good way except to run into the game world.

Hum? What? Resist or run away after being discovered?

Well, this is obviously not a good idea. Although the Celestial Empire is weak outside the world, even those little countries in Southeast Asia can only protest and protest again. However, they are murderous and decisive about their own internal affairs, and they are definitely not inferior to the demeanor of the Lafayette who is rather than the demeanor of outsiders than domestic slaves.
Chapter completed!