"Ah...help...Help..."
Max looked at the only two or three mercenaries with a hint of breath in front of him, and asked him for help with a very weak voice, his cold as frost eyes could not help but tremble.
As a mercenary, Max’s mind has long been as hard as reinforced concrete, but in the face of such a tragedy, his heart still can’t help being touched. Although adjectives such as cruel and vicious have long been accustomed to his career as a mercenary, but He had never seen a single grenade that could kill so many people in an instant, even worse than death.
Whether it is a combat strategy or a murderous mind, Max can judge the horror of his opponent. His painted, dark face could not help but tremble, especially under the dark skin. The obvious eyes started to flicker unexpectedly.
Max looked at the three mercenaries who had been completely crippled, but still had a breath of breath. As a companion just now, Max could only make them suffer less.
"Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang..."
With three consecutive bursts of shots, three bullets were fired from Max’s AK47 gun almost at the same time. Its accuracy was almost as accurate as a sniper rifle. After the loud gunshots, the three lay down. On the foreheads of the bloody mercenaries on the ground, there was a bullet hole with a deep hole.
The bullet passed directly through their eyebrows, without a trace of staying, and their pain was completely over at that moment.
When Max fired these three shots, his body naturally rolled towards the depression on the side, because he knew that his three shots had already exposed their position. If he did not go, then the next moment, the opposite bullet would be Will shoot towards his head.
When Max entered the new concealment point, his eyes were filled with unbearable and sympathy, looking towards the three corpses who had just ended his pain, but his painted dark face was still cold. Like an iron block, without a trace of expression, it seems to him that killing is as simple and casual as eating, the only difference is whether the killer is his own partner or his own enemy.
At this moment, Jiang Minghao, who was hiding in the grass, was holding his right arm tightly with his left hand, because at the moment when he shot and exploded the grenade in the enemy's hand, Max shot him with two shots, one of which was shot. Just hitting his right arm, Ak47's extremely penetrating bullet was like a steel needle. It passed through his arm and formed a clear penetration. Fortunately, this shot did not hurt. To the bones.
"hiss··········"
Jiang Minghao couldn't help but took a breath of air, not because of the pain in his arm, but because of the situation where he saw Max raised his gun to kill his companion, which made Jiang Minghao frightened.
Although on the battlefield, this method is undoubtedly helping one's own companion out of the sea of suffering on the battlefield, but when he is facing such a situation, even at the moment when he needs to raise his gun to kill his own companion, how many soldiers can Do so decisively or even ruthlessly like Max
Especially after Max fired three shots and ended the pain of his companions, he was still able to maintain a clear mind and reason, and make effective evasion and concealment for his own safety. All this reminded Jiang Minghao, Max in front of him is a qualified iron-blooded veteran.
A person who can forge his emotions like steel, imagine how strong his willpower, his fighting power, and his cruelty should be
Based on this, Jiang Minghao was sure that he was definitely not his opponent. A sense of escape instantly floated in his heart. He immediately took out a bandage from his body and simply treated the penetrating injury on his right arm. Tie tightly, then turn your head in a snakelike manner and run without any trace of muddy water.
"Hawkeye, find a chance to evacuate!"
Jiang Minghao retreated again and again, reminding Hawkeye through his headset, because Jiang Minghao knew very well that once the gunshots from the Hawkeye sounded, as a veteran like Max, he would never be alone. Going deep into the battlefield, he chooses to meet with his surviving team members, Spider and Falcon. If that is the case, then Hawkeye will suffer from the enemy. When the time comes, even if Hawkeye really has a pair of eagle wings, it will be doomed.
But when the eagle eye's voice was remembered in Jiang Minghao's headset, Jiang Minghao's snake body couldn't help but froze for a moment. For a moment he stopped moving there, only listening to the eagle eye's words:
"Saber, give me fifteen minutes, just fifteen minutes, I must kill these two people and avenge the crazy dragon!"
'To avenge the mad dragon? 'Jiang Minghao muttered these five words, although he knew that what Hawkeye did was not really revenge for the crazy dragon, but only for his own honor and his own breakthrough, but Jiang Minghao's heart There was still a turmoil. If it weren't for spiders and eagles, perhaps the mad dragon is already a sword of the country at this moment, and it doesn't even need to be buried in this endless jungle.
"Okay! It will be resolved soon!"
Jiang Minghao pressed the headset decisively and replied to the eagle eye, and his snake body couldn't help but stop, a carp struck up and suddenly turned up from the grass.
"Da da da···········"
At the moment when Jiang Minghao’s body was exposed from the grass, a familiar AK-47 gunshot sounded into Jiang Minghao’s ears. Then, a shuttle bullet was like a group of snakes that locked on to the target. Jiang Minghao flew over.
"flash··········"
Jiang Minghao had no time to stabilize his figure. A civet cat turned over. The dozen bullets almost flashed past the camouflage net on Jiang Minghao. Jiang Minghao could clearly feel the smell of gunpowder and the heat of these bullets. .
But the battlefield did not allow him to be complacent about his fluke. Jiang Minghao immediately generated wind under his feet and displayed the breeze blowing the willows he learned from Eagle Eye. The whole person is like a erratic willow leaf in the jungle. Between the trunks. Shuttle back and forth between the bushes.
However, Max, who has been hiding in the depression and occupying an absolute geographical advantage, has never let the AK-47 in his hand rest. The shells are like the husks of rice peeled off. -47's shell window was pouring and swaying, although Max recognized Jiang Minghao's body style at a glance, and even made Max feel that he might not be able to hit Jiang Minghao.
However, Max did not give up because of this. The bullets that Ak fired in succession swayed towards Jiang Minghao's erratic figure like hail, although every bullet was like an afterthought, it hit at the moment Jiang Minghao left. The dirt behind him was gone, and it had no effect except for splashing bits and pieces of dirt on the ground.
Some fortunate warheads just flashed past Jiang Minghao’s heels, but they couldn’t directly hit the opponent. Obviously, this scene made Max, who was continuously shooting, a little impatient, but he was tightly hooked. The index finger holding the trigger harder.
Because Max believed in probability, since ten bullets could not hit, he would hit 20, 30, or even 100. He didn't believe it. Jiang Minghao's willow-like body style could be lucky enough to hide. After every bullet he fired, as long as Jiang Minghao was shot, his figure and speed would definitely be affected, so what Jiang Minghao had to meet next was Max's fatal blow.
Running Jiang Minghao, his forehead is already cold and sweaty at this moment, because he has understood Max's tactics, this way of winning by quantity is obviously consuming Jiang Minghao's physical strength, even if Jiang Minghao is cautious, and then he will exercise He used it like a fire, but the stamina he was constantly consuming was like fine sand in a loophole, irreversible. The final result was that Jiang Minghao was completely defeated under Max's charge.
"Fuck you," Jiang Minghao cursed fiercely: "You really treat Xiaoye as a bull, and treat yourself as a land that is not bad for farming?"
Jiang Minghao suddenly slammed on his body, and his whole body turned over like a smart civet cat. Jiang Minghao, who was in a state of being beaten with his back facing Max, turned back, facing Max in a backward posture, and lifted up. The M16 in his hand, towards Max's hiding place, is a slammed trigger!
"Da da da··········"
The bullet of M16 was like a wasp that had accumulated a great deal of anger. It smashed directly in front of Max, scared Max and rolled out of the depression, while Jiang Minghao used the snaking raccoon to turn over. Hiding himself behind a two-person trunk.
But when Max settled his mind and body to hide himself, he found that Jiang Minghao did not take the opportunity to shoot, as if this guy was brewing a great conspiracy, making Max involuntarily feel a chill. He was conditioned to reflex. Starting to search for Jiang Minghao's whereabouts, the index finger holding the trigger is like a winding machine, ready to be excited anytime.
Seeing the nightfall, Max, who had not found Jiang Minghao's figure, couldn't help but become anxious. After all, Jiang Minghao is in the dark, and he is in the bright place. If he is under the cover of the night, he will be a little more careful, it may even be possible. Jiang Minghao wiped his neck.
Thinking of this, Max couldn’t help but retreat. After all, he was left with the green hills and there was no firewood. On the battlefield, only by keeping his own life can he have a chance to win the war. As a mercenary, he can only keep his own. Only with a small life can you earn more money.
So in front of Qian Heming, Max decisively chose his own life. Just as Max was wary of Jiang Minghao while preparing to evacuate, he suddenly thought of a strange voice in his headset, and this voice, Let Max see hope.