"Oh, my grass, master, are you okay?"
Moore heard Jiang Minghao yelling his name with his tongue, and immediately tilted the M16 in his hand, missing the hunter’s body and ran towards Jiang Minghao. He helped Jiang Minghao who was lying on the ground even the most basic defenses. I forgot to fill the gun!
The hunter looked at the bloody penetration wound on Moore's shoulder, his eyes were surprised and unbelievable, but turned into anger and resentment.
He resented Moore for ruining his own good deeds, resented Scorpio's failure, and even more resented himself for dying in the hands of such a waste, of course, more resented his inability at the moment.
The moment Mole lifted up Jiang Minghao, he also noticed the hunter's eyes, especially the hands that wanted to lift, but couldn't use any extra strength. Moore couldn't help but tremble all over, even if he was about to die. The hunter, Moore can still feel an invisible sense of coercion and suffocation.
"Look...What do you look at!" Moore immediately turned the M16 slung on his shoulder, pointed his muzzle at the one who was still holding on, not letting himself fall. The hunter, facing his unwilling look at death, mustered up the courage and yelled:
"Look again...Look again, I beat you into a sieve!"
The hunter looked at Moore’s threat. He bit his teeth fiercely, a trace of blood slowly seeping from the corners of his mouth, and he didn’t know whether it was vomiting blood due to internal organ damage, or bleeding gums because of anger. In short, at this moment , The hunter was outraged, and vented the unwillingness in his heart with his own eyes, so he could no longer do anything.
"I was hit? I was hit by such a careless trash?" The hunter was full of unwillingness, but he had to accept this fact.
"It hurts..." The hunter looked at the through bullet hole in his left chest from his back. He still looked incredible, but he still couldn't let it go. , As if death could not make him stare, he tried his best to widen his eyes, exhausted every bit of strength in his body to support his body not to fall, at least let himself retain the last trace of dignity.
At this moment, the anesthetic on Jiang Minghao seemed to have slowly faded away, at least he had some sensation in his neck, I saw him slowly turning his head, shook his head slightly at the hunter, and motioned for him to put down the gun!
And when Jiang Minghao's eyes turned to the hunter again, his eyes exuded an unprecedented respect. This is the respect that he deserves for an admirable opponent, and his eyes make the hunter dying. As if he had been forgiven by God, the faint expression on his face slowly faded.
Perhaps the hunter finally chose to give up. Perhaps at this moment, his inner resentment was finally melted by Jiang Minghao’s respectful eyes. He saw the position of his left chest and the heart, and the blood that slowly penetrated his clothes finally showed an eye. The hunter finally couldn't help but let out a scream of blood in the blood, and this scream seemed to make his unwilling heart finally stop beating.
"puff··················"
A mouthful of blood spurted out of the hunter’s mouth, and a beautiful blood-colored rainbow drew across the void, and his body retreated a few steps as the rainbow spread, but in the end it gradually fell to the ground, as if this Tao rainbow, built a bridge to hell for hunters.
"Twilight..."
It was the howl of the eagle left when the goshawk crossed the sky. With this melodious cry, it drifted away, and finally disappeared at the junction of heaven and earth. The hunter’s eyes as wide as copper bells seemed to follow the sky. The eagle disappeared and gradually accepted his destiny.
I don’t know why, Jiang Minghao looked at the hunter’s corpse and saw that he had lost his vitality, but he was still able to exude powerful explosive power and destructive muscles through the camouflage uniform, as if this man himself was his proudest weapon. .
If there is no such pride, perhaps the hunter would put a poison on the darts shot at Jiang Minghao, instead of the anesthetic that only made him temporarily incapable of action.
Relying on Moore’s support, Jiang Minghao slowly supported his body and stood up. He tried to walk a few steps towards the hunter. Although he was relieved, his eyes still showed unwilling and regretful hunter, with respect. Said in his tone:
"You are an admirable opponent, and even a respectable soldier!"
After Jiang Minghao finished speaking, he exhausted almost his entire body's strength and slowly raised his right hand. Amidst Moore's eyes of doubt and incomprehension, Jiang Minghao saluted the wide-eyed hunter on the ground with a standard and solemn military salute.
Because the young man in front of him has a better and more terrifying fighting talent than him. If today he is holding the same hot weapon as him, if today he is tempered by a war machine, he can only use A killing machine with the purpose of killing people, then the one lying here today should be Jiang Minghao.
This was the first time that Jiang Minghao had no chance of gambling with God when his life was in danger. This was also the first time that Jiang Minghao did not even have the qualifications to take out his life as a bet.
But the Hunter was not wronged because he was respected by Jiang Minghao and recognized by the military tycoon of the world as a combat genius. This is exactly the lifelong dream that the Hunter pursued as a soldier.
Finally, the hunter's eyes full of unwillingness and regret were slowly closed, and two crystal tears slid down on the corners of his eyes, which reflected the pursuit and dream of an iron-blooded man.
"Thanks...Thank you..."
At this moment, the hunter's throat uttered a low murmur like a mosquito, and this thank you, in this deadly jungle, seemed so magnificent and solemn.
Hearing the voice of the hunter, Jiang Minghao only felt his heartstrings tremble. Perhaps only someone like Jiang Minghao who has a special understanding and sustenance of the military equipment on his body can understand the feelings of the hunter at this moment.
Jiang Minghao slowly leaned down, picked up the dragon scale dagger in the hunter's hand, inserted it into his waist, and personally pulled out the dart nailed to his shoulder, and then asked Moore to tightly wrap the wound with a bandage. Then he saw that the dart with his own blood was wrapped and hidden in the knife bag that the Falcon left him!
The Falcon’s knife bag has six warehouses, each of which can accommodate just one flying knife, which is exactly the number of a special team. However, one of the flying knives was broken when it was just cool, so at this moment There is just one more compartment for the hunter's darts in the six compartments of knives.
Jiang Minghao retrieved the three flying knives that had been thrown out before and reinserted them into the bag, and found the Falcon Wing Saber that had just been thrown out.
Then with Moore’s help, Jiang Minghao buried the hunter’s body. He would not forget the soldier who almost killed his own life, because it was the soldier who told Jiang Minghao that the limit of human beings can reach such explosive power. No less than the agility of an ape, and the ferocity of a tiger, Jiang Minghao made up his mind to develop and find the potential of his body.
Jiang Minghao silently looked at the tomb bag of the hunter under the tree. He would never forget this man, never forget this respectable soldier, and never forget this admirable opponent.
"boom··················"
At this moment, a sharp gunshot broke Jiang Minghao's contemplation again. He thought he had locked the enemy's scorpion with a sniper rifle, and hugged him tightly. He was proud that he had accompanied him through countless experiences. The bloody sniper rifle suddenly fell to the ground, full of regret and helplessness:
"It turns out that there are still people who can play a sniper rifle to this level. The time from locking and firing the gun is twice as fast as their own double guns. In front of this sniper, it is completely like a person who just took it. Children with toy guns are generally, hey..."
In this sniper battle, Scorpion used his own life to make him truly realize that in the original sniper duel, the gap between life and death can be so big!
"Boom..."
Finally, at the moment of death, Scorpion exhausted his last strength to detonate the detonator hidden in his body. Whether it was a sniper rifle or his skin, he would never leave it to anyone, even birds and beasts. A killer, even if he is dead, must die with dignity.
In this battle, whether hunters or scorpion tails, they are real men who have grown up in death and blood, and they are all respected opponents.
Jiang Minghao and Moore couldn't help but look at the faint flames from the explosion in the distance. At this moment, under the shroud of darkness, the pitch-black dense forest was like a black screen, but the faint light seemed particularly obvious.
"That's right!" Jiang Minghao suddenly remembered what was dead, and looked at the piercing wound on the shoulder that Moore had just bandaged himself: "This shot on your shoulder should have been shot by Scorpiontail? How could he miss it? ?"
"Damn!" Hearing Jiang Minghao's words, Moore immediately frustrated and replied viciously: "Master, don't forget, it was the apprentice I saved your life. You are too conscientious. I will be with you. Wish I was shot to death by Scorpion Tail?"
"No!" Jiang Minghao immediately understood that Moore had misunderstood what he meant, and then explained:
"I mean, did you see who affected the accuracy of Scorpion Tail's sniper? With the Scorpion Tail's sniper ability and determination, there should be nothing that can affect his sniper accuracy, except for survival!"