Chapter 459: The finale, ready to go

When I had dinner that night, Xiu Xiu asked me what to do. In my heart, I actually said that I had no plans. Pan Zi had already planned for me. Now I just gestured, and the leather bag began to prepare with all my strength, and Pan Zi must have arranged it before.
Although I am the third grandfather, it is far from the point where they can rest assured that I can make my own decision.
No matter how much risk there is, I have reached this point, and I recognize it. Now it has to go on. According to the fat man, Pan Zi and Xiaohua will not have too many problems at first. It depends on whether they can return to the tunnel. As long as they can come out, everything will be fine, but if they are trapped in that gas hole ...
The fat man was already able to move around that night. When I went to see him in the tent, he was watching his stomach and swearing at his mother. I said to him: "This time we want to be successful, your stomach is awesome. I will send a banner to your stomach and write" The First Belly of the World. "
The fat man said: "Sir, please don't talk about these rhetoric. This belly scar, I'll be troublesome when I'm picking a girl in the future. The girl is panic on my stomach. I have to go to a tattoo shop to give it a whole. How about a chess board? When flying in the future, Niuer can play chess on my stomach. "
"I think you'll be blacked out directly, and then hit a few diamond pegs, and say you have a night sky tattoo, which is more poetic," I said.
"It's a good idea, or the third man is educated. The fat man who I read less is the one who suffers." The fat man said, and he looked outside the tent. "My thing, don't you tell the girl?"
"It's not that you have to go on. She knows that you are back and is very happy. But tell her how she is, and she doesn't know what we are doing, so don't be extra affectionate. You are a few years younger than me, and the old cows are tender Grass must have a limit. "
The sound of clouds came from outside, and the fat man touched the scum on his face and peeped at it and said: "Laozi dares to dig even the graves of other people's ancestors, and dares not dabble in it? Do n’t stop anyone, no one can give her more happiness than I do.

"What happiness can you give her?" I smiled and said, "Do you not have to go to the vegetable market to boil lard in the future?"
"Laozi has arms bent," Fatty said.
I heard the fat man say this, and I recalled all my own. I was extremely depressed. He didn't seem to recognize me at all, and I didn't think about whether I would reveal my identity now, because after all, I had no bottom in the whole situation in my heart, and I wondered if the exposure would bring about any unexpected changes.
So I didn't talk nonsense to him, so I asked, "Have you recovered?"
"Aren't you not sleeping for more than ten days?" Said the fat man. "I'll be fine once I sleep. I'm a strong man. Like you, I've suffered too much. It's nothing to be tired. And you don't have me It wo n’t work either, so if you want to persuade me to stay, you ’ll save. I ’m staying here. I have to die, you know my temper.

I nodded, he said: "The thing inside is not enough to fear, but that building is too evil. Don't be afraid of slowness, you're afraid of going in. You can take as much as you can with us. The last time we ate lightly.
He had already said this, I nodded, and he pointed in the direction of the Judeka camp on the other side, bringing me closer. I leaned over, and he whispered to me: "Sir, you call the kid named leather bag, we have to get a few guns from the ghost guy, we need him to help."
I said: "I think, try not to have a relationship with them, this group of people are desperate."
"Can we die?" The fat man sighed, "This must have been said by Xiaohua's kid. Don't listen to that kid, Sanye. That kid is a gangster, but of course he doesn't like to kill or kill. "Your traditional family has craftsmanship and courage, but I am not. I told you that it would be fine without a gun. If you have a gun, I would have to get a few if you sell ass. That is a hundred times confidence."
I know that many fat people are basically right, so I asked him, "What are you going to do?"
The fat man put on his clothes, wiped his face and said, "Don't worry, just call the man over and give me the command."
When I saw the fat man again, he was already wiping the gun, and his nose and face were swollen and counted bullets there, and he choked a little while counting. I honestly said, I rely on, what did the fat man do, but he did not dare to ask more, it is estimated that the leather bag was fooled by what the fat man did.
I got a gun that I ca n’t name. The fat man said it was Uz, a miniature submachine gun, and was given the nickname "Little Ding-Dong".
I weighed it, it was very heavy. I have seen this shot, the kind used by Mrs. Schwarzenegger in "The Real Lie." I asked, "Why is Xiaoding Dang?"
"Because the gun started, the muzzle jumped very hard, just like Tinkerbell!"
I said to myself, when did Xiaoding jump very hard? One thought, fat people are different from the time we lived. It seems to me that there is a very old domestic puppet film called "Little Ding-Dong". The puppets in there are always jumping. But so to speak, this nickname should be taken by the fat man himself.
After wiping the gun, the fat man pressed the bullet into the magazine and said: "I really didn't expect them to get this thing. The current black market is really reliable for his mother. This thing is best for melee combat, especially for When used in a small space, the lethality is great, that is, there are not many bullets. "
"Just one?" I said. He immediately threw me something, and I took it for a look. It was a very strange pistol that had been processed.
"Beletta, Italian gun." The fat man said, "But it seems that they have been processed by them and it is much lighter. How? If the three masters don't want to give up, also take a self-defense?
I see that the fat man's expression is a bit of a smile instead of a smile, as if there is something to hide, I can't help but feel a bit strange. But I am the third lord and I ca n’t force him to speak directly like Wu Xie. I measured the gun and it was really light. The fat man threw me a towel and asked me to wrap it up: "Put it on, don't let anyone see it, they are looking for it."
I wrapped the gun with a towel. I was surprised when I saw the gun a few years ago. Now I see it as if I saw an old friend. When I got the gun, the fat guy snapped the bolt, then untied it, and tucked the gun into his bag. He said, "I can sleep well at night." The bag was held in his hand and he kissed it.
I looked at the fat man's eyes, and more and more found that when he said this, his eyes were very serious, and I couldn't help but sink in my heart. His "concealed" attitude and decisive look made me very uncomfortable.
I only hope that the information he conceals is as unreliable and harmless as the previous ones. I also wanted to talk to him about something else, especially about the details of his experience in the tunnel. Suddenly I heard a loud bang coming from outside the tent, as if something exploded. The fat man reacted faster than me and was about to go out immediately. All the people around him heard it and looked in the direction of the sound. Just heard a series of gunshots from Judeka's camp. I looked at the fat man: "You did it?"
"Of course not, the fat man stole the gun without attacking."
"Let's go and see!" The leather bag was moving and rushed out.
I looked at the situation over there, gesturing to let other people pack things up, withdraw all the things they needed into the jungle, and then touch the cat waist with the fat man over there.
Hasn't walked over there yet, it feels almost like a war, there are gunshots everywhere, and the tracing of the bullets in the night is the same as on the battlefield.
"What is the situation?" The fat man scolded. "Will it not be the People's Liberation Army?"
Leather said: "Fat brother, you see, the bullet is not a crossfire, only shooting, no counterattack, all aimless."
"It's not aimless." Fatty said, "Fatty, I touched the guns when I was ten years old, and I can't even see this? These guns are all short shots, and something is attacking them over there.
"what?"
"I don't know, it came from the lake." I said, pointing to the tree, where there was a sniper. Now all the bullets hit the lake, one shot per second.
The fat man pulled up the bolt and leaned towards the lake. I followed. Looking down, the front was dark and nothing could be seen. At this time, the sound of exclamation suddenly came from our camp behind us.
We turned around immediately, and made three steps at a time. At one glance, we saw several lynxes emerge from the lake beside our camp, and rushed to the shore.
The fat man looked up and was a shuttle, directly hitting one back into the lake.
I rushed over, pulled a firewood from the campfire, and threw it to the place where the dumb sister and Xiu Xiu screamed.
A lynx was forced to retreat by firewood. I leaned over and looked at their ears and found that it was the lynx that had attacked us when I came back. The fat man obviously used "Little Ding-Dong" very well, hitting and flying two away. This gun is really a killer weapon in this battle.
Xiu Xiu and Dumb Sister were so scared that the two hooked each other, and I took them behind me, and the fat man and the purse also came around. In an instant, two or three more came out of the water, and the fat man shouted, "Triangle Defense!"
I don't know what it means, just suppress the dumb sister, and fire three shots in a row with one backhand. I've learned the agility of the product long ago. In its movement, it didn't get a shot. After three shots, it almost reached me. I'm really not afraid at this time. After years of exercise, I haven't let my marksmanship grow, but my mind is quite numb, so I use my hands to stop it.
In an instant, I was empty behind me, but I saw that Dumb Sister had blocked me in front. I was shocked, saying that I do n’t need such dog blood, but the fat man around me grabbed my hand, flicked it from bottom to top, and shouted, "Fight!"
My bullet was shot from the arm of the dumb sister, almost hitting it just before the lynx bit her neck, the lynx flipped out directly, and ran into the forest.
I raised my hand to shoot, and the fat man pressed my trigger at once: "Sanye, Amitabha." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise in the forest, and the fire burst into the sky. I didn't know what exploded.