"It's because of poverty that we are greedy. Why are we greedy if we are not poor?"

When Su Peng heard this, he smiled slightly and blinked his eyes.

Words are peaceful and natural.

What's wrong with greed for military expenses?

The word "poverty" is the beginning, and it is not too poor, what are you greedy for?

“…”

Su Peng's theory entered his ears. The hunting falcon was stunned for a moment, a little dull, and opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

What to say?

have no idea.

Moreover, it seems that Su Peng’s theory makes some sense.

"I said, can you be more handsome..."

The pigeon beside him couldn't listen anymore. He looked at Su Peng with a smile on his face, his face was speechless, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he had a new understanding of the shamelessness and shamelessness of this guy, Ba Wang.

"Hehe, what is the face?" Su Peng smiled.

Face?

Sorry, in the face of funding, is this kind of thing important?

"Everyone has it, stand at attention!"

At this moment, a command from Zhou Hai suddenly came.

The voice spread around like flowing water, interrupting everyone who was trying to continue talking and arguing.

Hearing the sudden order to stand at attention, Su Peng and the pigeon who were arguing, and the people who were stimulating the nerves by the shocking scene of the No. 2 Cave Library, they were stunned for a moment, quickly gathered their minds, straightened like clouds, and kept the most neat queue.

The seventh personnel immediately became quiet inside the metal platform of the elevator.

There was no sound at all, and the falling needle could be heard. The standing army no longer heard a sound.

"despair!"

Just the next second when the scene became quiet, a slightly heavy footsteps came from the channel on the right side of the metal platform.

The pace was steady and rhythmic. Step by step, approaching the seventh personnel elevator platform. Everyone in the team remained silent, listening quietly to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, and all their attention was gathered in it.

Standing in front of the team, Zhou Hai's face was natural, his eyes were facing everyone in the standard queue, his back was straight, and he waited quietly. After his light had already glanced at the tall figure gradually approaching the metal passage on the right.

"call out!"

While everyone was focusing all their attention on the figures in the passage, a subtle and quick sound of breaking through the air came from mid-air.

The sound was extremely weak and almost impossible for ordinary people to hear it. It came from afar and quickly approached the entire training team in the metal platform.

This is?

Zhou Hai, who was inhumane in the five senses, suddenly reacted when he heard this subtle sound, withdrew his attention, looked up and his pupils shrank, and he saw a classic wooden handle grenade with white smoke emitting at the end.

The light yellow wooden handle, the black bullet body with a metallic luster, and the white smoke as smooth as silk, is the most classic 67-type wooden handle grenade in the history of the army.

The entire grenade was not noticed by anyone. It was like a bright meteor, cutting through the air, drawing a beautiful and elegant arc, slowly coming towards the training team, like an invitation letter from the god of death.

invite!

Invite everyone to die!

As the most classic antique throwing weapon of the army, it uses a 67-type wooden handle grenade with cast iron bullet body. The internal charge is as high as 38 grams of TNT. It has an effective killing radius of seven meters and a maximum killing distance of 80 meters. It can release about 100 killing fragments during explosion.

This 67-type wooden handle grenade, which is already smoked from the wire, can easily reimburse everyone present!

For everyone, this is an absolute invitation to the God of Death.

"Grenade! Everyone lie down!"

Looking at the wooden handle grenade that was about to fall into the crowd, Zhou Hai was not panicked and immediately warned all the pilots participating in the training. His eyes were as sharp as a sharp knife, staring at the wooden handle grenade, and his mind was running at high speed like a computer, and various basic data about the Type 67 wooden handle grenade emerged.

Type 67 wooden handle grenade explosion delay time - three seconds.

Time is enough!

At this moment, Zhou Hai had no time to think about why a classic 67 that suddenly appeared with a string of smoke. He only knew what he had to do.

After the words came, Zhou Hai moved just as everyone was still stunned.

With a little force on his legs, he burst out with strong power, giving the body a steady stream of power like an engine. In an instant, Zhou Hai shot out like an arrow, rushing straight towards the wooden grenade that was about to bottom out at the end of the sliding arc.

Sprint!

Zhou Hai sprinted at the extreme speed of human body movement, constantly narrowing the distance between himself and the wooden-handled grenade.

At the same time, with the sudden appearance of warning from Zhou Hai, all the pilots participating in the training on the metal platform were stunned and immediately reacted. Although they didn't know where the wooden handle grenade in Zhou Hai's mouth was, they all knew the severity of it. They all lay down as quickly as possible and chose to obey Zhou Hai's orders.

There was no panic in the whole process.

panic?

Does not exist.

After lying down, everyone subconsciously protected their chests with their hands, pressed against the ground, maintaining the most standard anti-grenade posture, avoiding the chest cavity and abdomen touching the ground and then being attacked by shock waves, and protecting themselves as much as possible.

Zhou Hai, who had just lie down and sprinted at the extreme speed of human body, had already crossed more than three meters away. Looking at the 67-type wooden grenade emitting thick white smoke that was about to fall into the center of the crowd, his eyes narrowed, leaned forward, and his right hand was protruding out, crossing the last distance like a predatory eagle, and suddenly grabbed the wooden grenade at the end of his life in the air.

Hold tightly and throw!

With his five fingers tightly holding the 67-handled grenade that seemed to explode in the next second, Zhou Hai's face was natural and calm, his arms were slightly bent, and he accumulated strength like a spring, and his sharp eyes were cast on the cement open space more than a hundred meters below the metal platform.

There are no personnel or important materials in the cement open space, and the sea water of the cave reservoir is close to the right.

Aim at the target and lock in the open space!

The next moment, a bending right hand burst out with an unparalleled powerful force, giving the 67-type grenade power in the hand, and loosening the five fingers that tightly clamped the locked ones.

"call out!"

The 67-type wooden grenade with wisps of white smoke shot out like an arrow, advancing along the predetermined trajectory at an extremely fast speed, away from the metal platform and all participating members, and heading straight to the destination.

A sharp and quick sound of breaking through the air accompanied it, and the sound spreads to the surroundings like flowing water.

"call……"

After doing all this, Zhou Hai, who had only spent a second and a half, gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, relaxed slightly, stood up again, straightened his back, and watched his eyes quickly away from the wooden grenade that was about to explode, quietly waiting for the scene of the dazzling fireworks blooming.

The crisis is lifted and it is temporarily safe. Why does the base suddenly have a 67 grenade that smokes out of the wire?

Huh?
Chapter completed!