Special Sabre

Chapter 431: salute

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"This is fine too?"

The mercenary was surprised in Vietnamese, and ran back abruptly. One of them hid behind the air conditioner just now, but still got a piece of shrapnel on his back, bloody and dripping. He must solve these two people as soon as possible, Lina He Hongwu was still in the ventilating channel, and then dragged it down, the goose country's armed helicopter came, it was really difficult to fly with wings.

"Haha, Chaikes, you are like me now!" Shenxing joked as he looked at the gunshot wounds on Chaikes' shoulder and leg. He didn't have the fear he should have when facing death. This may be a soldier who was born and forgot to die. Of courage!

"Hey, no, no!" Chaikes grinned and endured the pain, while extending his right hand and replied: "I'm better than you, I still have a hand!"

"Shen Xing, I understand for the first time the so-called revolutionary optimism of your Longguo people. To be honest, I admire you very much. In your Longguo dialect, your heart is so big, I have no time to talk with you, my Lina is still alive or dead."

Chaikes endured the pain in his shoulder, withdrew three bullets from the pistol, unscrewed all the bullets, and merged the gunpowder into one bullet. He doesn't care about his own life and death at all, but Lina's safety. Of course, there is also the doubt in his heart about Lina, so Chaikes has to face it calmly.

Seeing Chaikes's actions, Shenxing's eyes flashed a little light, "Chaikes, you solve this Vietnamese, I can block the rest of the people in the vent."

"You?" Chaikes didn't stop his hands, questioning.

"Chaikes, you look down on me too much. Although I can't move my hands and feet, my fingers, eyes, and brain are intact."

From far away, there was the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun from behind, followed by the sound of footsteps. It seemed that the other party was fierce and approached again. Chaikes closed his eyes and quietly listened to the sound of footsteps. Get closer, counting on your lips:

"One hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters..." He suddenly turned over, picked up the gun and pointed it at the iron skin of the external air conditioner with a bang.

The bullet passed directly through the iron sheet of the air conditioner’s outer machine, and hit the mercenary’s head. Because the bullet’s power was too strong, and the warhead deformed when passing through the iron sheet, it generated strong air pressure during the flight, directly hitting the Vietnamese’s head. The head exploded, and its power was by no means inferior to the dum bullet. The red, bloody and white brain slapped all over the floor. A headless corpse was lying quietly on the roof, his limbs still twitching.

"Pretty."

Hearing the sound of the enemy's head popping like a watermelon, Shenxing said softly, "You learned this from our Longguo people? That's how we played when we used the 38th big cover to fight the little devils of the island country!"

"Yes!" Chaikes nodded and said: "The Dragon Kingdom has indeed provided countless military research miracles to the world's military experts, but Mr. Shenxing, should we take our own safety first

Shenxing listened to Chaikes’s words and said with his jaw:

"If we want to block the people in the vents and prevent them from coming out, we have to deal with the sniper first. As for the people in the vents, we don't know the situation outside for the time being. They should not come out soon, but we only have one at most. Minutes to solve this sniper."

"Okay, let's go over there, Mr. Shenxing, can you still move?" Chaikes looked at the blood on Shenxing's body and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, let's go!"

The two immediately crawled to the other side of the air-conditioning stand, forming the opposite of the sniper in the dark. The pain in the hands and feet was already numb, and they tried to change their angles. At this moment, the wound on his right arm was suddenly torn. The cracking pain, as if hitting an iron bump, made him breathless.

When Shenxing glanced around, on his right side, there happened to be a cover tarpaulin that almost blended with the concrete floor of the roof. Shenxing immediately opened the cloth, when he saw what was placed under the cover step. At that moment, those eyes lit up instantly, as if seeing a beautiful woman.

"I'm grass, Barrett is sniping?"

Chaikes on the side could not help screaming before Shenxing, because under this tarpaulin, it was a part of a disassembled Barrett sniper rifle, and the magazine was still full, but Shenxing After the gleam of light, his eyes immediately became gloomy, just listening to him say:

"Chacos, it seems that the enemy knows that your Goose Nation military will use gunship helicopters. This Barrett is estimated to be used to deal with your gunship helicopters. They know that such a heavy weapon cannot be brought out through the vent, so ········"

"So it happens to be used by us, isn't it?" Chaikes immediately rushed to talk, and had already begun to assemble it by hand.

Ten seconds later, after Chaikes finished assembling Barrett, Shenxing watched him pull the bolt, and immediately asked Chaikes:

"Chaikes, are you ready?"

"Ready."

The two of them looked like comrades who had cooperated for a long time, and gave each other a glance. Shenxing endured the pain, and backed his right shoulder, quickly took off his coat and threw it out.

"boom········"

A sniper bullet immediately penetrated the clothes.

When the coat was thrown out, Chaikes did not hesitate, hooked the trigger of the Barrett sniper rifle in his hand, and fired a shot directly in the direction of the bullet.

"boom········"

I saw a hole in the glass on the opposite building immediately, and a puff of blood was sprayed on the glass. The series of movements of Shenxing and Chaikes were like clouds and flowing water, as if the two had rehearsed thousands of times, and there was no error at all. All these were only two seconds, like sparks of electric light.

Chaikes carefully searched through the scope and found that the enemy was lying on the opposite balcony, motionless, so he held down the talk key of the walkie-talkie he picked up earlier and said:

"Napoje Napoche, this is Chaikes. I asked to send someone to search the opposite building. The enemy has been killed."

"Naportier received it and notified the Moss City military police."

After Chaikes had done all this, he immediately pointed Barrett's muzzle at the exit of the ventilation channel, and then handed Barrett's shooting power to God's Way:

"I'll go to seal the passage in a while, and trouble Mr. Shenxing to cover me!"

"it is good!"

Shenxing nodded and tried to move his body, leaning on Barrett, putting his finger on the trigger, and Chaikes took one from the mercenary who had just been shot to his head. The grenade, unplugged, picked up a silk thread from the ground, made a simple booby trap and hung it at the vent.

Chaikes’ booby traps are very rough, and the rough road can be recognized at a glance, and his purpose is to make Hong Wu and Lina hiding in the vent to retreat. When the time comes, the army will retreat. The police only need to attack from the front of the basement.

After doing all this, Chaikes finally breathed a sigh of relief. He limped back to Shenxing’s side, took out a cigarette and lit it to Shenxing’s mouth. He also lighted one, and the two of them smoked silently. Without a word, the gunship rushed in at the right time, hovering in the sky, slowly lowering the rope, and the surrounding ladder slowly rose up.

The two gunshot wounds on Chaikes's body were both penetrating wounds and no bones were injured. He endured the pain and stood up, and walked straight to the elevator lowered by the gunship. As for the magical action, Chaikes planned to leave it aside for a while. Riding the ladder to clean up the Goose country military police on the battlefield.

Just as Chaikes climbed the ladder and left less than one kilometer away, a terrible voice came from the walkie-talkie on his body:

"No sniper body was found in the opposite building, only a bullet-free sniper rifle and a pool of blood were found. The sniper is still alive..."

"What are you talking about?" President Pushkin shouted in surprise to the walkie-talkie in his hand. A breath of danger instantly invaded his heart, making him shake.

"God, run fast..."

After hearing the reply on the walkie-talkie, Chaikes’ first reaction was to shout to the gods who had not yet been able to be supported by the military police on the ladder and let him run. As the head of the security bureau’s operations, he knew these mercenaries too well. Now, just like knowing yourself, if these desperadoes fail to complete the mission and are injured, they will retaliate at all costs. The way to retaliate is all the bombs in the building.

"Boom..."

A mushroom cloud soared into the sky. This bomb was as powerful as dozens of kilograms of TNT. It blasted all 100 meters around the Moss City Museum to a depth of nearly half a meter. It seemed that there was a magnitude five earthquake within two kilometers. Shaky, if Pushkin hadn't blocked three kilometers around the museum in advance, the casualties and panic would have been incalculable.

Chaikes watched the gods who had just been fighting with him being swallowed by the sea of fire, tears rolled down like a torrential rain, he tried his best to raise his bloody, trembling right hand with difficulty, and salute him with a solemn military salute.

And just now, immersed in the joy of victory, the officers and soldiers who were about to clean the battlefield were completely shocked by everything in front of them. Napoje was full of tears and closed her eyes fiercely, even she herself couldn't bear to watch the cruel scene.

"salute········"

Seeing his soldiers being engulfed by the sea of fire, the half-length and iron-fisted president of the military horse couldn't help his eyes moist, especially the resolute face of Shenxing, as if engraved in Pushkin's mind, which made him linger.

This salute resounded throughout the world, mourning for all the victims of Goose Country; this salute shocked the gods and wept for all the victims of Goose Country; this salute shook Kyushu, and guided the gods who were buried in this sea of fire to return home. The way.

Hearing Pushkin's yelling, everyone present, both the military and the people, raised their right hands to pay tribute to all the Goose National Army and police who defended the people, and to see off the gods who sacrificed their lives for justice.