Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

Seeing that the atmosphere was depressing, Professor Chen thought for a while and wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but he couldn't find any words of encouragement.

"Comrade Xiao Ming and Comrade Xiao Hu"

After looking at Hu Ming and Hu Bayi, Professor Chen smiled and said, "Thanks to you today, otherwise I would have been buried in the desert and become a mummy."

He didn't realize that his smile was bitter. "It's okay, Professor Chen. If we have the ability, we will naturally not choose to die without saving him." Hu Bayi said.

Hu Ming glanced at Yang Shirley. This girl also had a bitter pretty face and was silent, but her bright eyes were moving, probably wanting to liven up the atmosphere.

"After all, the three of us brothers took Yang Xueli's money." Hu Ming shrugged.

When Hu Bayi saw this, he glanced at Hu Ming, and then saw that everyone was in a low mood, and Hu Bayi tried to find a way to liven up the atmosphere.

Hu Bayi cleared his throat and said: "When we were fighting on the front line, we encountered a tenacious enemy team. Their bunker was very strong, and their firepower set off each other. It was also in a blind corner, which was difficult to capture. Our company suffered heavy casualties.

"The regiment called me. I am the company commander anyway. If you don't call me, who will call me? But in fact, I just want to be a soldier, not the company commander, because the pressure is too great, and I am worried every day that my brothers will sacrifice. .

Speaking of this, he raised his voice and became a little bit weird, "The regiment headquarters scolded me all over my face and told me that you can't do this, you can't do that, and if you can't do it, just switch to another company. That's it..." , everyone was attracted by Hu Bayi's story, but Hu Ming took out a cigarette and started smoking.

Hu Ming and Hu Bayi had just come off the battlefield, and they were not used to life outside the army yet.

Hu Bayi's story just now seems to be true, but of course there are some exaggerations in it.

Snap, snap, snap.

After Hu Bayi finished telling his story, everyone laughed and clapped, and the atmosphere became lively. After chatting for a while, Yang Shirley looked at An Liman and said, "Uncle An Liman, I'm in the corner of the room. I saw wolf tracks inside."

Wolf footprints? Ye Yixin, Sa Dipeng, and Chu Jian are the most timid people. They were scared to death when they encountered this sandstorm. Now when they heard that there were wolves, their faces turned pale. Looking around with fear on his face.

"That's right!"

An Liman nodded, sat cross-legged by the fire and took a sip of horseradish wine. The wine felt so good when he drank it.

Seeing the expression of enjoyment on his face, the fat man peeked at An Liman's horse wine from time to time, wanting to steal some to drink, but he was afraid of being discovered by An Liman. After all, the old man and he were incompatible.

"Here is where Hu Dawei prepares the animals to take shelter from the sandstorm. After the sandstorm passes, the yellow will see the wolf next to him, and the wolf will see the yellow at his mouth. By then, the wolf will burst out. If it's a yellow sheep, it's time to show off its horns!" After saying this, An Liman handed the horse to Hu Ming.

To sum it up, An Liman only had a good impression of Hu Ming, because it was under his finger that An Liman saw Hu Da's white camel.

"Uncle An Liman, after the sandstorm passes, will the wolves discover us?"

Ye Yixin's beautiful eyes turned slightly for a few times, and then she turned her attention to An Liman. My hands unconsciously touched the sand. This was a habitual and natural reaction. What did she feel like she was touching?

But her natural movements were faster than her thoughts, so she picked it up and played with it.

"Sister Ye, don't be afraid. What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a wolf? Fat brother, I have a gun in my hand. I can kill it with one shot." The fat man shook the gun in his hand. He found it with Director Wang. .

"By the way, yellow sheep? I'm going to kill a few yellow sheep to have a taste and improve our lives."

No one spoke, and the old man An Liman became anxious.

"Oh, let me tell you, you can't do this. They received Hu Da's care just like us, and they found a place to hide from the sandstorm. As soon as you shoot, they will be alarmed. If they are scared away, they will be killed by the sandstorm. Buried alive."

"You can't do this, it's wrong for you to do this!"

An Liman's voice changed and became sharp. It was obvious that he was really playing with the fat man. Normally, he could bear it if the fat man bullied him. After all, he couldn't beat the fat man. But now, even if he doesn't want this old life, he can't stop him. Fat man.