The night in the Gobi, as always, makes people tremble. The cold seems to be the cleaning worker who came here in advance to wait for the body to be collected. It waits quietly, waiting for the beginning and end of this war. Maybe he will use his own cold to fight. After that, the remaining survivors cleaned up together, and came to tell people that this is a hell space that keeps your tiny human beings away, and it is also the only way for the desert to maintain its own dignity and prestige.
As the rubbing sound of a shovel and sand gets closer and closer, it is like a sharp knife rubbing back and forth on a whetstone. The sound is getting thinner and thinner, the blade is getting sharper, and it is getting closer and closer to death. I don't know if it's afraid or cold, the dashing body started trembling uncontrollably, and even the index finger that was holding the trigger also shook, biting his teeth creaking.
"Chest, control your body, don't grit your teeth, the colder you bite."
The lieutenant colonel’s eyes were staring at the direction of the sound coming from the darkness. If Xiao Shao accidentally pulls the trigger because of trembling at this time, the enemy will fire in his direction in advance. At the same time, his body is stiff from the cold, even more. There is no way to jump out of the bomb's damage range.
"Da da da······"
Chisao still didn't control his body. After all, his right index finger hooked the trigger of the assault rifle. A series of bullets poured into the enemy's position like a flood of gates. The six people who had dug sand in the fortifications. He immediately buried his head.
"Idiot, you idiot, stop now."
The lieutenant colonel roared, but Xiao Shao didn't seem to hear his voice, and his stiff index finger was uncontrollably squeezed on the trigger until the whole shuttle was hit, and Shao Sha was dead, lying down. Still in his position, the lieutenant colonel on the side shouted:
"Idiot, idiot, run, run!"
But at this time, the only chuckle of his upper and lower teeth were in the chic ears. He couldn't hear the words of the lieutenant colonel at all. His hands were like a vise to clamp the rifle that had been shot out. It was not that he didn't want to move. Under the double pressure of this fear and cold, his body has completely lost its ability to control itself.
Suddenly, a roar of cannonballs broke through the air, and the howitzer ripped the resistance of the air, making a creaking sound, like opening a blood basin and preparing for it.
"It's over."
The lieutenant colonel closed his eyes helplessly, and couldn't bear to look at the dashing and bloody look. It was a howitzer. It was impossible for him to save him again with a throwing knife like he did last time.
Seeing that howitzer is like a falling meteor, fluttering the tail of the fire, volleying down with the whistling sound of all living beings, getting closer and closer to the place of chic, at this moment, Jiang Minghao moved, before the howitzer landed. For a moment, he dragged his sickly body and rushed towards Xiaosha.
"boom········"
At the moment when the howitzer was in close contact with the ground, a sky-shaking explosion lifted the surrounding sand, forming a mushroom cloud-like momentum. Regardless of the force of the shock wave that had not yet dissipated, the lieutenant colonel suddenly raised his head towards Jiang Minghao shouted at the chic position:
"Jiang Minghao, chic, are you still panting?" The lieutenant colonel's voice was loud, but full of grief. He knew very well that under such artillery fire, the two of them could not have a chance to survive, but he was still out of The conditioned reflex screamed, even if he knew, no one would answer.
"Swish..."
It was the sound of the cannonballs flying again. The lieutenant colonel could clearly determine the impact of the cannonballs based on the airflow and the howling of the cannonballs. It was exactly where he was lurking. He did not hesitate to move towards Jiang Minghao’s original sniper position. Pounced, he knew that in order to capture Jiang Minghao alive, the enemy would never fire at his position. He must live, and live to fight the enemy for his two apprentices.
"boom·······"
Another burst of soaring sparks spread out beside the lieutenant colonel. There was no trace of emotion in the lieutenant colonel’s eyes. His eyes, as if they were stained red with blood, exuded a biting murderous aura, which forced the cold of the desert. Also avoid Sanshe, at this moment, any firearms are just burning sticks, and they can't beat the enemies hiding in the fortifications.
At this time, the lieutenant colonel had an extra saber in his hand. It was a special saber that he had been hiding in his army boots. The hilt was engraved with the eagle logo. He held it firmly in his backhand, and his blood-red eyes looked like The polar ice cave was so cold that there was no vitality. He was waiting, waiting for the enemy's third shell.
"boom·······"
At the moment the cannonball hits the ground, the body of the lieutenant colonel is like a hungry wolf that has been accumulating for a long time. The fortifications outside the meter rushed over.
"Fuck, Staff Hu, do you see that guy, is he still a human?" In the fortifications, a sharp-eyed team member saw the lieutenant colonel rushing towards them under the cover of artillery fire. The speed and momentum were like a tiger descending the mountain. He couldn't help but make his back spine chill.
"Well, that's right, he is a Falcon." Looking at the wild rushing speed of a tiger and leopard, Mr. Hu hurriedly shouted: "Give me the firepower, blast at the Falcon, and smash him to pieces."
"Yes!" all the team members answered. In their eyes, such an unarmed person, in front of bullets and artillery, is a layer of paper that can be broken with one prick, not to mention smashing him to pieces, it is blasted into sludge. no problem.
"Da da da········"
"Boom...Boom...Boom..."
The sound of gunfire and artillery are mixed with each other, one after another, like black and white keys on a piano, perfectly representing the beacon on the battlefield, but even under such intensive artillery fire, their mercenary squad watched The distance between the falcon and himself was getting shorter and shorter, and his scalp numb, because every bullet and shell that was shot out was like being intimidated by the momentum of the falcon, and they avoided the trajectory of the falcon's movement and running. Scattered everywhere, not even a bruise.
The fierce artillery fire did not slow down the speed of the Falcon’s sprint. The saber in his hand was like a long-hungry vampire. Looking at the delicious meal, he could not wait to show his fangs. The blade of the saber was shining with the cold light of death. , The Falcon has changed from the original back grip to the front grip.
On the battlefield, if a soldier is tall and burly, then he will choose to hold the saber in his hand back, and use his arm length to neutralize the distance disadvantage caused by the back holding the saber. The purpose of this is even more. Most of them are mainly defensive and life-saving, and when this soldier turns the saber in his hand to hold it, it means that he has put his life and death out of the way, and gains an advantage in distance at all costs, so as to achieve an inch long and an inch long. The strong purpose is to kill the enemy with one blow.
At this moment, the lieutenant colonel, holding the saber in his hand, is completely a copy of the Dragon Death. When the six people in front of him bombarded his two apprentices, their fate was already doomed, because the current lieutenant colonel would never picket. Will make the same mistakes once made by Falcons, even if they die in battle, they will have to avenge their brothers and comrades in arms.
"Captain, live for us."
This is what the Falcon team members said to him when they left, like a submachine gun, constantly shooting at his heart, sweeping his heart to pieces. Since then, he has fallen into regret and self-blame. He couldn't extricate himself from the abyss, until he met Jiang Minghao, and met this young man with amazing talent but full of arrogance and scorn, so that he finally understood why he lived.
"Haha...haha..."
The lieutenant colonel smiled wildly and ran desperately, using his unique touch and reaction rate to cleverly avoid shells and shuttles. He used the vigilance of the fox and the wildness of the lion to the extreme. It hasn't arrived yet, the overwhelming aura has overwhelmed the five mercenaries on the opposite side out of breath. The Falcon that used to be has finally returned.
"Counsel Hu, is this guy a man or a ghost? How can he not die?"
A Spirit Wolf team member finally couldn't help asking, the bullets of the M16 submachine gun in his hand were still pouring fatally towards the Falcon, but each bullet was like a fly without a sense of direction. Body.
"Idiot, don't forget, he is the Falcon, the captain of the Special Team of the Dragon Kingdom No Designation, do you think he is the target of your shooting range?" Staff Hu's eyes were full of anger, this was a fear of the strong. He also hoped to overcome the excitement of defeating the strong. He suddenly raised the sniper rifle in his hand and held it firmly in his hand. He was about 100 meters away from the Falcon. This distance was a great deal for Staff Hu, but it was difficult. The difficulty is that he must predict the trajectory of the Falcon.
Seeing the silhouette and movement of the Falcon soaring in the sky, Staff Hu silently calculated the distance, wind speed, humidity and all possible trajectories of the Falcon's military evasive movements. Finally, his finger pulled the trigger.
"Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang..."
Three consecutive sniper shells were fired from the sniper barrel in the hands of General Hu. The interval between each bullet was less than two seconds. The three warheads were divided into three directions and three different heights, and they shot towards the fast-running Falcon. Each bullet predicted the direction and trajectory that the Falcon was about to evade, and forced him to slam forward and flip over the three bullets.
But when he turned over and could dodge the three bullets, pressed his hands on the ground, and was about to roll forward and land with his back, a gunshot sounded in Falcon’s ear again, and he secretly said in his heart. With a bad sound, he immediately curled up his body to a minimum like a coccidia to reduce his exposure target.
"boom········"
Although Falcon had done the best evasion, his calf was pierced by the fourth sniper bullet fired by Staff Hu. A bright red flower of blood popped up from his foot, and the painful nerve immediately tore the heart. The pain in the lungs passed to his brain.
But Falcon didn’t respond. The leg didn’t seem to be his own. With the rolling force of the spherical body, he suddenly supported the forward rolling tendency at an incredible angle at the moment his shoulders landed on the ground, like a thin sheet. The piece of paper stuck to the sand layer, hiding himself perfectly by the mystery of the dark night.