The explosion sound has passed, and the 19th, which shook the eardrums like a perforation, vaguely heard the anxious shouts of his comrades, some distant, some emptiness, as if coming from the edge of the sky, or from deep underground.
"No... No... Nothing..."
It took a lot of effort to answer vaguely on the 19th, even with only a few words, letting the special forces of the Snowy Brigade breathe a sigh of relief.
Xia Jinyuan closed her eyes lightly, and when she opened them again, her eyes became cold, and she asked, "You killed an extremist just now?"
It is a question, but also affirmation.
"Um."
The single tone on the 19th that was still buzzing in his brain replied that he was the closest to the explosion point and the most severely affected. The biggest fortune was that he was looking for a good shooting position, and he found that the target did not hesitate to shoot and let it kill. The powerful detonating equipment did not enter the range that could kill him. At this time, except for a brief blank in the brain, there was no trauma.
"Yes, you saved yourself."
It is the first time for Xia Jinyuan, who has never praised the "trainee" in public, and praised the 19th on the battlefield.
The complimented No. 19 blinked his eyes hard, dizzy, and slowly retracted his rifle. Everyone could hear his laughter in his ears.
The players listened to his slightly silly laugh, and their hearts that had jumped into their throats gradually returned.
Just now... The 17th roared whether he was alive or not. For that second, even the air was really frozen, and a huge stone hit his heart, making everyone's heartbeat seem to stop.
Sacrifice is too close to them, so close that they can still talk in the first second, and the next second is yin and yang.
"Retreat, retreat! All retreat! Starting from the center point, the outer cover is on guard!"
"received!"
"receive!"
"Start to retreat, start to retreat!"
Feeling a wave of suicide bombers, the special forces wiped their sweat from all corners and quickly retreated.
Xia Jinyuan, with a cold sweat on his back, sighed to Ye Jian who had evacuated together: "Take them to the battlefield more than you don't know how much worry, and they, I suspect that I will be bald in advance."
Ye Jian couldn't help laughing because of the original tense atmosphere, and his sentence of "balding ahead of time" was completely ruined.
A "bald" portrait of Xia Jinyuan immediately appeared in his mind. The picture was so spicy that Ye Jian shook his head quickly and threw the spicy eye out of his mind.
"They have a lot of people, of course they are worried. But they are much better than me. The first time I killed the enemy with a gun, the whole person was shaking. They can continue to fight, and they are much better than me."
Ye Jian, whose whole body was permeated by sweat, followed him closely and evacuated outside the village entrance.
On the outside, an E6 that had been lying tight for nearly an hour, and people mistakenly thought it was a stone, suddenly moved, and the direction he was in charge of watching finally moved.
Someone emerged from the uneven ground like a Tuxing Sun, with a high level of vigilance. They just showed their eyes and stayed still, carefully watching the surroundings.
He thought that his escape was smooth, and even a shady smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It has been found here, he has to leave here to go to another place.
E6 slowly adjusted the sight, locked the target slowly, turned on the headset, and said quietly: "The leader hasn't caught it? Then I guess it's a big fish."
"Kill the fish and leave directly." Xia Jinyuan, who was about to retreat to the edge of the village, was sticking to the uneven wall. In the night, he stared at the surroundings with sharp eyes, holding a gun in one hand, and signalling his comrades to evacuate.