Saturday, 06 November 2010
"History of slave culture in the rush to the right hand grenade thrown out
point to where.History of slave training left carrying rocket launchers, right thumb and put a hand grenade, Corporal Cora followed washed down.Although his aim to run faster than the Kola corporal ran much faster, but he took the initiative and smothered the speed, with the corporal in the Kola two meters behind.Soon, other soldiers to more than a buck They, rushed to the front.Just two or three seconds of time, people have rushed to the Tutou grenades exploding Department, rushed into the smoke.Near the pig is battle group has been fully discovered the buck at this time people tried to break out of the fire suppression calls came to the side, leaving behind a more distant people are fighting to maintain formation, quickly close by.Perhaps the time as long as tens of seconds to a few buck it can be completely surrounded by people.Pig is suppressive fire, although no clear target to run the buck in the woods people, but pig is infantry fighting is also very high quality, with the feeling of playing in the suppression of fire is still playing very prospective.Cora next buck soldier Corporal suddenly paused, his shoulders into the blood opened the red flowers.History of slave culture and even hear the bullets penetrating flesh and blood in the dull sound.Cora Corporal halted, just squat down a point waist, ran the death of that name is not down to the ground Tutou people.Broken branches in the broken leaves splashed down in the red drop of blood in the numerous flowers in the "tweeted Chirp" and crying bullets fly, the history of slave training and also lower the waist, but kept running.The buck that a person is the body fell down, the inability of the drop in the forward directed at the history of slave culture of the left shoulder, was no history of slave culture to stay the pace, without pause escape posture, mm do not hesitate to break open the first impulse, Zhuangfei, knocked down.The corpse flower on the spilled blood of the history of slave training to fly the body and face.But in the hail of bullets, the history of slave training and carrying rocketpropelled grenades left hand, right hand holding a grenade to be thrown, Teng does not hand to rub, not hand to rub Teng wiping her face at first a hot one, and then is cold blood spots.At this time the history of slave training has not thought about wiping the mind of a facial, he had only one thought was to keep up with Cora corporal, squad leader to keep up with this shit, and always provide him with a grenade or rocket bombardment support firepower.Pig soldiers in the engagement in the rush, rush to launch out Tory Burch Flats in the repressive firepower, not to accurately target the repressive firepower, just a few seconds of radio time to the blind buck killed three soldiers.Onearmed lieutenant also fell. He became the fourth person died in a pig shot down repressive firepower save the victims."Pick up his gun!"History of slave culture in the rush to the right hand grenade thrown out, went to the onearmed lieutenant not breathe around, kneeling on the ground, grabbed his gun hand, there are several pistol magazine body.Armed with Xuemo Lieutenant vomit, chest, also shot up the Xuepao.Onearmed lieutenant seems to want to say something, the history of slave culture saw in the eyes of his desire to survive, but also the reality of despair.If you see this is Corporal Cora will only curse the cold words: "shit, is the breakdown of the lung, respiratory function has been destroyed, oxygen will die within two or three minutes, do not toss."In the "chirp chirp" of the background music, in the sky seems to be fragments broken leaves are shed in the history of slave training force with his left hand to touch onearmed lieutenant is eyes, wanted him to shut our eyes, and then carry on the rocket launcher, to continue Cora Corporal chasing away.History of slave training jump left, second lieutenant and effort opened his eyes, but the San Huan has not see the eyes, and broken leaves crushed dust debris have spilled into his eye, but never strength close lieutenant eyes, maybe he has a feel all around.Lieutenant
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