The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

With golden color, there are gold bars commonly known as small yellow croakers, gold accessories such as necklaces, bracelets, rings, and even gold coins and dentures.

The ones with white flowers are the familiar Yuan Datou, all kinds of silver coins that Hu Biao doesn't know, and accessories.

In addition to the above two precious metals, this pile of things is actually mixed with a lot of various currencies.

For example, the legal currency issued by the government of the Republic of China is currently equal to the hard currency pound sterling, or there are both francs and island currencies. There are seven or eight different types of currencies.

Just like facing a mass of rubbish, Hu Biao stood in front of such a pile of things that represented great wealth.

In one blow of 'Duang~', he threw a tin bucket with a 10KG stuffy donkey on the side of the pile of belongings.

He first assembled in front of the position, and looked around at all those who were still breathing; during this process, Hu Biao looked very carefully, as if he planned to remember every face in his head.

Then, this guy spoke up:

"Brothers, at this point in the war, we people can say that the mountains and rivers are exhausted. If there is no miracle, everyone will probably die here.

Because although I have already sent out the news of the request for help, to be honest, I have no confidence in whether there will be any reinforcements.

But a living person can't be suffocated to death by urine. As long as there is a little hope, we have to fight for it. Now I have a mortal task here.

That is to let someone bring a pack of explosives, go to the dead man outside and lie down and pretend to be dead, and when the devils come up, they will pull the packs of explosives, causing a huge damage to the devils.

To put it simply, it is to treat people as living landmines.

My surname Hu is not forcing you to do this kind of thing, it's all based on the willingness of the brothers.

But brothers who are willing to go, even if you get a sum of money here, you can get as much as you can; as long as my surname is Hu not dead here, everyone will leave an address, and the money will definitely be delivered to your parents and wife at home. child's hand. "

After speaking, Hu Biao opened the tin barrel containing the spirits.

'Ton, ton, ton~' filled a row of empty cans with stuffy donkeys that were similar to alcohol.

Pointing to a row of cans with a strong alcohol smell on the ground, Hu Biao shouted abruptly: "Brothers who are willing to go first, come up to drink and get money, we will come later~"

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Disguising as a dead person and acting as a biological mine is the only means that Hu Biao and the others have discussed before.

After the last battle at Brown Yanggou, they rushed down with their explosive packs in their arms, and they were completely able to accept such a variant of use.

The main reason is that they know that they can be resurrected after the task is completed.

However, when Hu Biao planned to confirm the personnel, he discovered the embarrassing point. At present, it is regarded as a seriously injured person, and there are only 21 people in the team.

Among the 21 people, there are 4 people who are in a coma for a long time.

According to the requirements of the second stage of the system, at least 3 people must be alive by 15 am tomorrow night; so they have no qualifications to die.

So, after some deliberation, their goal fell on the indigenous soldiers of the supplementary battalion.

And these people are dead after they die, and there is no way to resurrect them again; in this way, signing up for participation is another concept, and it is a difficult choice...

Originally, in Hu Biao's plan, there was a process of attracting jade.

The specific injuries were that after the two serious injuries of Xi Ling and the Huns, the buddies who were basically incompetent, took the initiative to take the lead in accepting the mission.

Saying something to lift your breath can be regarded as cheering everyone up and playing a leading role.

However, when the voice in Hu Biao's mouth fell, Xiling and Xiongnu Fashen found that they didn't need to stand up, and some people stood up spontaneously.

It was a man in his thirties wearing a black leather uniform, and he belonged to one of the 30 reinforcements who were on the ground before.

Looking at the way he wears his hat slantingly and his uniform is loose, he knows that this guy was not a good bird before.

Collecting black money, bullying small business and hawkers, and trying to please the big man, such an image can be said to have emerged in the hearts of Hu Biao and others in an instant.

But at such a critical moment, everything was different.

A man with a broken arm hanging from the blast, leaning on a Hanyang-made rifle, and dragging a crippled right leg, it can be said that his whole body was injured, actually stood up.

After moving to Hu Biao's side with difficulty, this man was estimated to have done a lot of wrongdoing in order to break a few taels of silver.

He didn't even look at the valuables all over the floor, but picked up a can from the ground and drank the spirits in it.

Under the stimulation of high alcohol, the man even turned red in the neck.

He suddenly threw away the dried can, and shouted:

"Sir Hu, I'm full and the whole family is not hungry, so I don't need this money; to be honest, I've been committing crimes for so many years, and this time I've given my life for a vote, which can be regarded as a match for the old and young masters of the magic capital."

Seeing this, Hu Biao didn't know what to think.

He directly took the microphone that still had the 'Tianyin Broadcasting Station' in his hand, and shouted:

"Everyone in the audience, in order to hold the position, there is now a brother who is about to perform a mortal mission. Let him have a few words with you now, which can be regarded as the last voice in the world."

After he finished speaking, when he handed over the microphone, he said: "Good brother, now I have a word with the millions of elders in the magic capital."

After a moment, he was originally a man who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, but suddenly he was so at a loss.

Fortunately, the year-round hustling on the street also gave him a natural kind of hustling.

In the end, relying on the strength of the wine, the man pulled his neck and shouted:

"Neighbors on Four Horse Road, Allah is the Chen Shipeng called 'Black Dog' in your mouth. Those bad things he did in the past are indeed a bit of a jerk, and I am apologizing for everyone..."

Chapter 109: Nineteen Hours of Life and Death ([-])

The explosive packs for the Unscrupulous Cannons had 13 left after a few had been fired from the big oil barrels in the previous time.

Therefore, after everyone's research, it was decided to send 5 living mines up for the first time.

The rest depends on the situation, and is making appropriate adjustments and supplements after each battle.

Therefore, in addition to the former SIR Chen Shipeng on the street of the former magic capital, 4 indigenous warriors are required to sign up spontaneously.

very lucky!Hu Biao had enough volunteers to sign up without having to make any routines; but he would rather not have such luck at the moment.

I don't know why, but all the people who signed up were seriously injured among the indigenous people?

Perhaps they thought that they had little chance of surviving, and that even after surviving, they would be a waste and a burden to their families.

Because in this year's Guojun, there is no such thing as a big pension and taking care of life in the future.

In this way, they would rather use their own deaths in exchange for a relatively generous life-buying money for their families and an extra chance to survive in this difficult year.

So, the extremely heart-wrenching one twilight was staged in Hu Biao and others:

There was a circle of fluff hanging on the corner of his mouth. In the modern plane, he should still be playing chicken in an Internet cafe who skipped school and was in the king's grade. He crawled all the way to the front of Hu Biao.

During the period, Yang Dongli and others planned to step forward to help the handle, but they were politely pushed away.

Climbing to the front and back of Hu Biao, he spontaneously grabbed a handful of things from the pile of belongings on the ground and put them in a small cloth pocket.

After filling the small pockets, he squeezed out a pleasing smile and said to Hu Biao with a smile:

"Sir, my name is Wang Sangui, and I live in Dahuaishu Village in Shenjiadian, Jiaxing. When you go to the village, you just need to find anyone and ask about the home of Wang Carpenter, who died drunk in 23 years of the Republic of China, and you will know where my home is."

After speaking, he carefully delivered the bulging little cloth bag in his hand.

Of course Hu Biao could understand what the other party meant, so after he took the bag, he looked back at the swordsman holding a piece of charcoal, after recording the address in 'Swish~'.

Gritting his teeth and holding his chest out, he solemnly assured in his mouth:

"Don't worry, Brother Sangui, as long as I don't die in Luodian, even if someone is injured, maimed, or crippled, this bag of things is guaranteed to be delivered to your family."

After the guarantee was over, he handed the pocket over to the knifeman to mark it.

Then, he picked up a can of spirits from the ground and said:

"Brother Sangui! Come and drink a bowl of wine to strengthen your courage, this kind of thing will pass quickly as soon as the fuse is pulled, in fact, it doesn't hurt at all.

Also, you also use the radio to leave a few words for your family. Although the family can't hear it now, the radio station has recorded it. Maybe there will be a chance in the future. "

After hearing the words, Wang Sangui, who took over the can, also imitated Chen Shipeng's bold appearance, and planned to drink it up.

The problem is, this little brother who seems to be honest and honest, who has drunk such a strong wine as a donkey before, only after drinking half of it, the whole person coughed violently.

In the end, after Wang Sangui drank the can of spirits in the can, he was obviously overwhelmed.

But after taking over the microphone, this honest little brother was far from Chen Shipeng's eloquence, and he still mumbled for a while, but he didn't know what to say.

Just when Hu Biao was about to say something, Brother Wang San made an unexpected move.

While kneeling on the ground, he held the microphone with respectful hands and held it in front of him, but his head began to kowtow to the microphone.

Loud and repeated one word: "Mother, mother, mother~"

And at the position where he kowtowed, it happened to be a cracked bluestone slab, so it was only a few kowtows. Wang Sangui's forehead was red.

Just looking at it, it hurts.

But Wang Sangui himself seemed to have no feeling, and kept kowtowing 'Duang, Duang~', causing mottled bloodstains on the bluestone slab.

This scene moved everyone.

The others were better. Because of the death of the broken-mouthed 'Ding Ergou' little brother, the black Chinese medicine doctor who had always had a huge shadow in his heart finally broke out.

He smashed a roll of gauze in his hand, and wanted to rush to replace the other party; he would rather act as that damn live mine, and let this little brother survive.

As a result, he moved, and was held down by An Tusheng, an orthopedic doctor.

After the orthopaedic doctor lowered his voice, he cursed:

"What's the hurry? When your kid will die, but before he dies, arrange all the wounded first; then, your kid will go first and I will follow~"

Under such a sentence, the 37-year-old gentleman of the black Chinese doctor cried like a child...

About 10 minutes later, the first batch of 5 live mines, supported by others, or even carried directly, were sent to the pile of corpses in front of the position.

Perhaps considering the purpose of sending these people on the last journey, Hu Biao personally helped Chen Shipeng out.

Then I saw with my own eyes that Chen Shipeng put on a devil's uniform and put a white liquid on his face with a rotten half of his head, and he didn't mind smearing it on his face at all.

In the past, such a scene would make Hu Biao extremely disgusting.

But now, he only had a calmness that looked down on life and death, and the madness after being suppressed by jealousy.

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At 28:3 pm on the 12th, the new attack of the devils started again.

There is no doubt that their relevant personnel have definitely heard the special program of 'Tianyin Radio Station', and thus know the current predicament of the salient position and the things that are waiting for help.