When Yu Zhiqian was still more than 30 meters away from Simon Haye, the situation suddenly changed.
I saw a gun stretched out from the pit, raised it with two hands, and pulled the trigger directly at the approximate position of Yu Zhiqian, and shot a bullet. ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
Quite sure, Yu Zhigan looked at the gunpoint at him and had to lie down on the ground. After avoiding the shot, Simon Haye was not dead, but he should be injured. Yu Zhigan didn't know where he hit him just now.
At the moment Yu Zhigan got down, Simon Haye stood up and ran away quickly. Yu Zhigan, who was lying on the ground, saw Simon Haye and immediately fired, but due to posture problems, the first shot missed.
Yu Zhiqian immediately got up from the ground and walked in the same direction as Simon Haye. The two ran swiftly at a distance of more than 30 meters. Simon Haye also saw Yu Zhiqian and shot.
The bullet hit the tree next to Yu Zhiqian, and Yu Zhigan tilted the gun forty-five degrees with his hand and used the holographic sight to shoot. Now there are eleven bullets. If these eleven bullets can’t kill Simon Haye, Yu Zhigan must be the one who died.
The two of them were running with all their strength. In the muddy snowfield, the two of them were constantly shuttled through the jungle. Both of them could clearly see each other's position. Yu Zhiqian half-bended his waist, his muzzle kept facing away. Simon Haye at the place has never had a good shooting angle, and the surrounding trees have become the best shelter for Simon Haye.
Simon Haye’s situation was worse than Yu Zhiqian’s. He injured his shoulder. Every time Simon Haye fired a shot, it was a torment. Every time he raised his gun and shot, he had to endure a huge torment, even the bullet could not drop. Guarantee.
Yu Zhiqian fired again. The bullet hit the position in front of Simon Haye, but he rubbed Simon Haye's body. Simon Haye slipped on his knees, pulled the bolt, and aimed at Yu Zhiqian, aiming and shooting. In one go, the bullet still missed Yu Zhigan, but hit a tree in front of Yu Zhigan.
After firing the shot, Simon Haye felt a pain in his shoulder. The wound that was simply bandaged just now cracked again, but he still gritted his teeth, stood up, and continued to run forward. Now if he stops, he will definitely be affected. Killing, only in sports, is one's own opportunity.
Simon Haye was very clear that his weapon was worse than the opponent, and he was injured. While running, he quickly took out a magazine and pressed it into the magazine. Yu Zhigan saw Simon Haye's movements and immediately stopped. , Took a deep breath, then stared at Simon Haye's body and pulled the trigger again.
Three bullets in a row hit Simon Haye, but they did not hit Simon Haye. At this time, Simon Haye had replaced the bullets, listening to the continuous gunshots in his ears, thanking him for his luck. , The bullet kept passing by.
Just when Yu Zhiqian was about to continue shooting, Simon Haye suddenly jumped up, turning his body half a circle in the air, facing Yu Zhigan, and in this short moment in the air, Simon Haye shot. The weapon in his hand was as if his arm extended, aiming straight at Yu Zhiqian, and then squeezing the trigger.
At the same time, Yu Zhiqian also pulled the trigger. Two people, two bullets, two different trajectories, came to each other, and both people had a thought in their hearts at the same time, and they were hit!
Simon Haye fell to the ground severely and was shot in the leg. A piece of flesh was taken away from the side of his thigh. The blood stained most of the snow. After Simon Haye rolled on the ground painfully, he used Holding his leg with his hand, he was enduring the pain with his injured hand, and took out the bandage and morphine from his pocket, preparing to give himself emergency treatment.
He didn’t look at Yu Zhigan’s situation, because he knew that his shot was shot, and it was shot in the chest of the bastard who didn’t know his name and wanted to kill him all the time. The rifle bullet hit the chest, even if it was shot. The gods descended to the earth, but there was no rescue. First, bandage yourself, and then go and see who the damn guy is!
Simon Haye kept cursing Yu Zhiqian in his heart. He had no grievances and no grudges. If someone wanted to kill himself, he would be so embarrassed. Simon Haye also had a good temper and talked less, otherwise. , Had already lifted the table.
After dealing with his wound, Simon Haye fixed one of his legs with a snowboard, and then he turned the ball, slowly and little by little, towards Yu Zhigan’s position. At a distance of 30 meters, he Can only move a little bit slowly.
"Damn it, who are you and why are you killing me!" Simon Haye shouted at Yu Zhigan's position as if he was crazy, venting his dissatisfaction and depression.
"Damn it, damn it, I curse you to hell!" Finns are relatively lack of vocabulary. Basically, there are just a few words of cursing and cursing. There is no power at all, and Simon Haye is getting closer and closer to Yu Zhigan's position. .
A few minutes ago, at the moment when Yu Zhigan fired his shot, he knew that he had hit Simon Haye with this shot, but at the same time he felt a dangerous aura. Before he came to remember to react, he felt that his chest was hit by a sledgehammer. He hit his chest fiercely, and immediately felt that the sky was spinning, his head went black, and he fell to the ground.
When Yu Zhigan opened his eyes again, he thought he was dead, or the world after death, but the severe pain in his chest made Yu Zhigan regain his senses. He was still alive and touched his chest forcefully. , Without blood, his body armor was not penetrated.
But the body wanted to move, but it was very difficult. I felt that my body didn't have any strength. I wanted to get up from the ground but couldn't stand up. The inside of my body felt like a fire, and it was very uncomfortable to move my fingers.
Simon Haye’s various screams were heard in the distance. Yu Zhigan could not help but scolded him secretly. This guy is really a monster. He hasn't died yet. If he hasn't died, it might be himself. Yu Zhigan is sure. Can't wait and die.
The weapon had been thrown aside. Yu Zhigan stretched out his hand to take it, but found that his hand had no strength, and after cursing in his heart damn it, he struggled hard and stretched his hand to his thigh. Take out the pistol, he can't die here, can't die in the hands of Simon Haye.
After holding the pistol, Yu Zhiqian loaded the bullet forcefully, breathing in the air, while regaining his strength, while waiting for Simon Haye to appear for the final showdown.
Simon Haye will definitely come, Yu Zhiqian believes in his own judgment! (End of this chapter)