Jiang Minghao was so motionless that his back was facing instructor Zheng. The two penetrating injuries on his back and shoulder seemed to soak the previous gauze into blood at this moment, and even the blood was not satisfied with the gauze bondage, and it had been soaked along the contours of the back. Up the entire back.
"Pattern...Pattern..."
It was the sound produced when blood dripped on the ground, as if it was almost as small as the sound of a sewing needle falling, giving a new movement in the silent night after the shot.
At this moment, Jiang Minghao's struggling body finally fell backward, and the instructor Zheng behind him caught him in his hand.
Instructor Zheng's eyes pierced due to the shining spark, because Jiang Minghao's left chest was a deep bullet hole at this time, and blood had overflowed from the wound and soaked his entire chest.
It turned out that at the moment when the scorpion tail shot, Jiang Minghao was like a dying old man who returned to his light in an instant, bounced from the ground and stood in front of Instructor Zheng. The sniper that should have taken Instructor Zheng’s life. The bullet hit Jiang Minghao's chest at this time, and he blocked the shot for his brother.
Seeing Jiang Minghao's closed eyes, blood all over his body, and the right hand that was holding the gun tightly hanging down, even the most basic tremor stopped, instructor Zheng was like being touched by the evil. Like a dragon, raising his head is a roar of pain and anger:
"what·········"
With this roar, Instructor Zheng's angular face was instantly red with blood, and the green veins exploded on his neck, like an angry and twisted green snake, ready to break through the skin at any time. Bite and avenge the enemy for his master.
"Da da da········"
Instructor Zheng's right index finger tightly hooked the M16 in his hand with less than half of the bullets left, and the bullets flew toward the sniper position on the roof, following the sound of the M16 gunfire. Instructor Zheng's tight muscles trembled involuntarily, as if to pour out all the anger in his heart.
However, instructor Zheng's left hand, which held Jiang Minghao tightly, did not tremble at all, as if he was holding a treasure that could not stand a trace of shaking.
"Kakchak...Kakchak..."
Finally, the firing pin of the M16 hit several times in a row, and the instructor Zheng stopped his index finger, but his eyes were already bloodshot, and the tears in his eye sockets also rolled down like broken pearls, as if they were In resenting that the bullets of the broken gun are limited, as if resenting yourself for uselessness.
"Kang Dang..."
At this moment, a black shadow flashed on the top of the high fifth floor, and immediately after a U.S. sniper rifle without a cartridge case fell to pieces, it fell apart immediately, as if the short fragment of the gun body indicated his master. Instructor Zheng threw away the M16 in his hand with some comfort, pressed Jiang Minghao’s chest, and shouted at him:
"Sucky boy, hold on, the desert and snow-capped mountains are supporting you, don't tell me, you can't hold on to a bite by this mosquito!"
"Ahem..."
Perhaps it was caused by instructor Zheng holding down his chest. Jiang Minghao's closed mouth and nose suddenly breathed, followed by a hard cough. Following the cough, a mouthful of blood seemed to break free with the cough. Imprisoned, escaped from Jiang Minghao's mouth.
But Jiang Minghao did not speak, nor did he open his closed eyes like a TV novel, as if those two coughs had exhausted the last trace of strength in Jiang Minghao's body, his head tilted and he passed out completely.
"Jiang Minghao, Jiang Minghao, wake up..."
Instructor Zheng looked at Jiang Minghao's tilted head, and he felt that his heart had also fallen directly from heaven to hell.
The kind of helplessness, regret, and pain when watching his brother use his body to block the bullet in order to save himself, made Instructor Zheng feel like falling into a frying pan in an instant. The pain is so painful that life is better than death. He would rather be hit by the bullet. It is me who is in the middle, and I would rather the person who is dying now be me.
Instructor Zheng finally understood that the vows that his old man often talked about blocking bullets for his brother, changing his life for his brother, and even saving his brother to die alone, are not just talking about it, he is In order to let himself and his own son, always remember the vows of the soldiers.
But at this time, the vow that Grandpa Zheng chanted every day, like a huge boulder, was firmly pressed into the heart of Instructor Zheng, making him not only feel self-blame, but also feel embarrassed even when he breathed.
"Brother, wait, I will take revenge for you and kill all these dogs and bury them for your funeral!"
Instructor Zheng gritted his teeth and said viciously, the hands holding Jiang Minghao, as if being pressed by a huge boulder, made him start to tremble. He never thought that one day he would let someone younger than himself just enter. The recruits who had been in the barracks for less than half a year blocked bullets for themselves.
Tears, which have blurred the eyes of Instructor Zheng, are the most useless, but tears that can best reflect the emotions and inner pain of the soldiers. At this time, they are pouring down like a flood that bursts a dyke, drop by drop on Jiang Minghao’s face. The temperature of the tears was as cold as instructor Zheng's heart.
"Breathe······"
At this moment, the tremor between Jiang Minghao's nose suddenly increased, as if he were a child who had just landed, breathing fresh air greedily, and saw his lips slightly opened, using a small The almost negligible voice said:
"Instructor...you...if you are...remove the chirp, I...I can get it... ·Can get the truth·······Really explain················"
When instructor Zheng heard the faint voice like a fly, his crying face was instantly stagnant, as if an illusion had appeared, he immediately freed up a hand, rubbed his tearful eyes, and saw clearly Jiang Minghao's slightly squinted eyes couldn't help but be surprised:
"Crap me," Instructor Zheng whimpered and scolded his mother, while complaining: "Jiang Minghao, your kid is not dead, so I shed so many tears in vain..."
After finishing talking, instructor Zheng shook his hand and brought Jiang Minghao to a princess. He immediately found a car that the gunmen had driven over, slid Jiang Minghao into the car, and went back to his leg with injuries and abdomen still gurgling. The bloody Li Yulong hugged him back to the car.
Maybe it was overjoyed, maybe it was the feeling of surviving after the war. Instructor Zheng didn't seem to feel the penetrating injury in his palm and the pain in his back shoulder, although the blood from the wound on the back shoulder had already stained the entire back.
"Hey..."
Instructor Zheng pulled out two wires from under the car's central control, and the car immediately started up. At this time, instructor Zheng's only thought was to find Ouyang Hui, because at present, only Ouyang Hui can save them.
But at this moment, Aaron in the back seat suddenly woke up, his head full of sweat, it was obvious that he had reached the limit, but he still stopped with a weak voice:
"Xiao Zheng, don't go..."
"Ah? Brother Long, are you awake?" At this time, instructor Zheng was stepping on the accelerator, driving the car quickly, and interrupted Aaron's words while talking: "Brother Long, don't worry, I will send you directly to St. Petersburg. Temporary hospital, when you get there, let Jiang Minghao’s friend perform the operation on you, you will be fine soon..."
"Huh..." Along exhaled helplessly, and cursed fiercely:
"Idiot, do you have a brain..." Aaron's voice became weaker and weaker, and he almost couldn't make it out of the curse.
"squeak·······"
When instructor Zheng heard what Along said, he was shocked and instantly understood. He suddenly stopped on the side of the road and looked back anxiously to look at Jiang Minghao's still bleeding chest, and Along Na had already been beaten. The blood-stained legs asked anxiously:
"What do you do then? Long brother, you are thinking of a way, what should you do? In this foreign country, except for Ouyang Hui, don't you let me find Yang Hongren?"
This time, Aaron did not speak, but still shook his head. If he guessed correctly, whether it is Ouyang Hui, Yang Liu and his daughter, or Captain Zheng who is still in the hospital bed, perhaps they have already been under surveillance. Waiting for them to throw themselves into the net.
Suddenly, Along's sweaty forehead squeezed, as if suddenly suffering from great pain, but he still squeezed a few words from his throat:
"The most dangerous place is the safest..."
These short nine words, like sparks of fire, instantly ignited Instructor Zheng's thoughts. His heart was suddenly startled, and he slapped his forehead and said:
"Yah, why did I forget there, let's go..."
Instructor Zheng turned and kicked the accelerator, the car shot out like an arrow from the string, leaving a shadow in the night sky, and then disappeared on the street, only two black tires left on the hard ground. The seal seems to be the only witness of their departure.
"Boom boom..."
Instructor Zheng’s co-pilot opened the window, and the whirring wind was rushing in. Under the rush of the car, the interior of the car was rumbling like a flood, as if to blame Instructor Zheng for not understanding the back seat. Of the two wounded.
But he must do this, because at this time, only the violent wind and the air wave like a knife chopping axe can guarantee Aaron and Instructor Zheng's soberness. Under such severe injuries, once they fall asleep, No one can guarantee that they will wake up again.