Hawkeye, who was a little disappointed and disdainful for Jiang Minghao, finally understood why even Jiang Minghao couldn’t stop him after seeing the mercenary’s strength. In other words, under the gun of such a powerful and dangerous enemy, Jiang Minghao still Being able to live unscathed is already a manifestation of ability.
"My grass, it's really a hard stubble!"
Hawkeye couldn't help muttering to himself, and then he immediately curled up behind the tree, and the self-defense pistol that had only fired twice was also firmly held in his hand. As for the one covered with spider blood Saber, at this moment, I don’t know where it landed because of the previous one!
At the same time, the eagle who pressed the spider under his body didn't seem to feel any threat. Like a sleeping child, he was still motionless in the depression, which really made it difficult for the eagle's eyes to sing alone.
Hawkeye is almost certain that this guy will definitely not wait to slowly lurch up. As a veteran, he definitely understands the importance of timing, especially after getting rid of Jiang Minghao, if he can't solve this group of enemies in a very short time Once Jiang Minghao arrives, he will face the embarrassment of outflanking him. At that time, let alone destroying the enemy, it is estimated that it will not be so easy to escape.
"Da da da·········"
Max is worthy of being a Bengal tiger. His straightforward attacking character is fully revealed at this moment. The Ak-47 in his hand blasted directly at the depression of spiders and eagles. Although the bullet of Ak-47 was like a harvester, it could not be turned. Enter the depression, but directly sweep the weeds and shrubs around the depression.
Max is not stupid. Of course, he is not deliberately scary because of how busy the bullets are. He is testing in this way, testing the reality of eagles and spiders, and when his vision is through the grass in front of him, Seeing the Wilk heavy sniper rifle lying there like a corpse next to the depression, Max's eyes unconsciously let out a glimmer of light.
You must know that as a soldier, a gun is always more important than your own life. Even if you die, you must hold the gun in your hand tightly, because the life of a soldier is not only in your own hands, of course, but also in your own hands. .
But at this moment, the eagle is lying motionless in the depression. Either he is seriously injured and loses consciousness, and even the soldier’s physical conditioned reflexes holding the steel gun can’t be used, or it’s the scene and atmosphere in front of him. The two men were so scared that they lost even the most basic self-help and resistance capabilities.
In either case, in Max's eyes at this moment, it is no different from the dead, and of course, he will not put these two people in his eyes.
So Max finally showed the ferocity and straightforwardness of his Bengal tiger. He suddenly jumped up from the grass, held Ak-47's fingers and slightly flicked the adjustment button, and again adjusted the Ak-47 in his hand to two. Continuous shooting state.
"Da da··········"
"Da da··········"
While the Bengal tiger started to approach quickly towards the position of the eagle eye, he opened his gun regularly. He was covering for his attack, and was it the bullet that came over, like a giant axe? Generally, cut fiercely on both sides of the tree trunk where the eagle eye is avoiding.
The sawdust from the trunk of the tree was flying across, like a fiery flame, flying on both sides of the eagle eye, eagle eye could not help a trembling of fear, as if watching his own flesh and blood flying across.
You know, when the trunk is completely destroyed by bullets, then his only protective barrier is gone, and the effective aiming range of the enemy's Ak-47 is 400 meters, but even at a distance of 1,500 meters, Ak- The 47 stray bullets can also be shot into unprotected bodies without obstacles.
The Hawkeye at this moment, except for a vest and a pair of shorts, is almost completely exposed, so the Bengal tiger will never rush into the effective range of the self-defense pistol in Hawkeye's hand to strangle him.
And the Bengal Tigers did exactly what the eagle eye thought. His steps stopped at a position nearly 100 meters away from the position where the eagle eye was avoiding. The AK-47 in his hand had been maintaining two consecutive shots. Shot state.
"Da da da·········"
This time, the Bengal Tiger’s purpose is very clear. Almost every one of his bullets is aimed at the tree trunk against the back of the eagle eye. Each bullet is like a suicidal wasp, madly moving toward one person. The trunk of the tree crashed violently.
"Puff puff·········"
Bullets were like destructive termites, instantly smashing the dark bark of the trunk and flying sawdust. Not only that, the thick trunk began to gradually become thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye. , Hawkeye's back is tightly attached to the trunk, feeling the force of the bullet impact produced through the trunk, as if the penetrating Ak bullet may penetrate the trunk and enter his body at any time.
Hawkeye knows very well that no matter which direction he flees, the other party’s bullets will be cut off without hesitation, and even his life will be completely terminated. Thinking of this, Hawkeye’s forehead is already covered with cold sweat, layers of sweat like raindrops, It actually melted the mud on Hawkeye's face slowly, and even began to trickle down the contours of his face.
Maybe because of tension, the muscles of Hawkeye's whole body began to tighten, maybe because of the involvement caused by the jump just now. In short, at this moment, Hawkeye actually felt the penetrating injury of his left button, like being severely pierced by a foreign body, even He was tumbling around in the wound, especially when he saw the blood from the wound flowing out through the mud on his body, the heart-piercing, skin-cutting pain caused him to grin.
"Jiang Minghao!"
This time, Hawkeye did not call Jiang Minghao’s code name anymore, but directly called his name, but Hawkeye’s voice was extremely calm, as if it were a dead waiter facing death calmly. In that voice, it turned out to be involuntary. Think of the frozen ice in the sky for thousands of years.
"Hawkeye, give me one minute, just one minute!"
Jiang Minghao didn’t ask what happened to Hawkeye, because the gunshots through the headset explained everything. When Hawkeye heard Jiang Minghao’s words, he felt the violent shock from the trunk behind him on his body. Calculating silently in my heart.
With Ak-47's powerful penetrating power and destructive power, perhaps in half a minute, this tree trunk will no longer be able to withstand the bullet attack, and then the bullet will be greeted by Hawkeye's body.
Hawkeye did not speak because he knew that Jiang Minghao had tried his best, because in Hawkeye’s ears, he could clearly hear Jiang Minghao’s exhalation and the sound of rubbing his body against the surrounding branches. Obviously , Jiang Minghao is already running as hard as he can.
But Jiang Minghao felt the breath of death from the silence, because with an eagle-eyed character, he is definitely not the kind of person who sits and waits for death, unless...
Jiang Minghao didn't dare to imagine, his mind seemed to have a pair of eagle eyes beaten into a hornet's nest, the internal organs and flesh and blood under the strong penetrating power of Ak-47, the bloody scene.
"Hawkeye, don't give up. You promised to wait for me. It is a man who has to say something, and a soldier has to keep his promise!"
Jiang Minghao yelled into the headset while panting, and his fast-running body was like a motorcycle that had raised its horsepower to the extreme. The violent veins on his forehead were nothing but hair. Crazy wolf.
However, this sound did not reach Hawkeye's ears, because he had already taken off his headset, and the right hand holding the self-defense pistol began to slowly lift up.
As a killer, he never feared death. When he embarked on the road of making money with human lives, he was ready to be used as a bargaining chip by others at any time, but at this moment, Hawkeye did not think of himself anymore in his heart. Killer, because Jiang Minghao has already awakened the brave heart of the soldier who had been dormant for ten years in his heart.
At this moment, as a soldier, facing the enemy’s muzzle, facing the enemy’s bullets, maybe he can choose to surrender and trade his own humiliation for procrastination, but Hawkeye does not intend to do so, because he knows these mercenaries too well. , This profession is completely a group of lunatics who take life as a child's play, and they are insane. At this moment, as a soldier's eagle eye, alive, he must stand like a green pine, his waist shall be straight, and he must lie down like a bow and indomitable.
Therefore, Hawkeye chose to use his own hand and his gun to kill his own life, because at least in this way, he can still leave himself with the last trace of dignity as a soldier.
When the muzzle of the self-defense pistol in Hawkeye's hand was tightly pressed against his temple, he did not close his eyes tightly like those cowards with fear in his heart, for fear of seeing him look horrible.
I saw Hawkeye glaring at his only right eye, like a greedy man trying to fit all the world into his inner world. There was no trace of despair and fear in his eyes.
"Hawkeye, Hawkeye, you're a fucking coward, trash..."
At this moment, the eagle eye was taken off the earphone on the side, and Jiang Minghao's scolding and yelling still came. Jiang Minghao seemed to feel that something was wrong. Through his earphone, he used the eagle eye to use the four of them together, like a galloping one. Like a wild horse, the speed that has almost reached the limit, Jiang Minghao's hands and feet used together, unexpectedly speeded up again.
At this moment, Jiang Minghao’s face, hands, and all the skin exposed from the clothes were all cut by the surrounding thorns and branches, blood spilling out desperately, and in an instant, Jiang Minghao rushed. On the passing track, a drop of blood bead swayed like a rain of blood under the action of centrifugal force.
The drops fell like garnets on the leaves of plants and trees, and even directly bent the surrounding grass leaves, as if they couldn't bear to look up and see Jiang Minghao's bruises all over his body.