"Hey, wait a moment, you guys..."

"Forget it, Igor, Sarkovic and Bernev did nothing wrong. We must leave this place as soon as possible. This Chinese man is a burden, even if we don't kill him, he can't survive in this environment. Let's solve it." Lev, whose whole face was buried deep in the collar of the coat, turned his head and looked at Igor and said.

"Okay, okay." Igor waved his arms helplessly into the air, turned around and sat back next to the fire, and said with a look of regret: "Damn it. How did things turn out like this? This is not in the plan."

"People and things change every day. What we need to do is accept, not disobey him. Whether it is good or bad, it is God's will." After Lev finished speaking this sentence with certain philosophical and doctrine, he fell into silence. His eyes stared at the sizzling water droplets burned by the fire on the wet wood.

Perhaps he heard footsteps, or perhaps he noticed the danger. Dad Yao, who had not moved, suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes. With the light of the fire, he looked directly at the two black muzzles that were only two feet away. His face was pale, his nose, his cheeks and chin, and his face were stained with a lot of dried brown blood stains. His lips were chapped and blue. His expression was plain. There was no fear, no fear, no terror, and no throbbing.

But my eyes were a little erratic and confused, and I was also unwilling and regretful.

Everything that happened made him feel like he was in a dream.

Just an ordinary business trip. Who would have thought that so many incredible things would happen?

The sudden gunfire on the road at night, the speeding vehicle lost control and fell into the bottom of the ditch more than ten meters deep. There was a loud bang.

Sitting in the passenger seat, he was until his body was covered with blood from his comrades and colleagues. His actions were greater than consciousness. After he crawled out of the car in a daze, his mind was still blank. He was pushed by a gun in the dark and fled into the primeval forest in panic. His mind was still not awake in the past day and night.

Gradually he regained consciousness and after he realized, he felt cold, biting cold.

Soldiers are very sensitive to guns. Because it was once a part of their lives. Even if they had already transferred to the local area, they still had never left the gun. When they were faced with the gun, the feeling they had in that moment could not be explained clearly in words.

The black muzzle completely restored his ignorant consciousness.

I also realized what was going to happen.

Close your eyes and live a life worth it. I have been a soldier for many years, fought wars, killed people, and married a good wife. Although my son is a little troublesome, he is also a good son. At least he has not relied on his own power to do evil.

Alas! It’s just that it’s not worth dying, it’s a little cowardly!

If possible, I really want to find a "great god" to ask why I had such a serious car accident but didn't even hurt my hair?

Unconsciously, he grinned. It made people feel like he was sneering, but in fact he was laughing at himself.

"Damn Chinese. Bernev, did you see it? He was actually sneering and laughing at us."

"Okay, Mr. Sarkovic, it's so troublesome to kill someone. Do you come first or should I shoot first?"

"I'll do it. I like the color and smell of blood, especially in the cold winter. He reminded me of the heroic former Soviet Red Army soldiers." Sarkovic went further, and his cold gun pressed against Yao's forehead.

The fingers that were pressed on the trigger were about to exert force. Even a scene of blood splattering began to appear in his mind. The grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth hidden under the thick bearded man became even more ferocious and terrifying.

Not far away, Tang Ning's heart seemed to stop in an instant when he saw this scene, his pupils tightened. Although he was in a cold night when spitting and urinating, cold sweat could not help but burst out from his forehead.

"Oops!"

Unexpectedly, the Russians would take action and directly pointed the gun at Yao's father's head.

There was less than ten meters away from the two Russians, but Tang Ning did not dare to hesitate or neglect. He gritted his teeth, his back was like a arch, and his feet exerted force, and he jumped out directly. His fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed the Russian who was holding a gun on Yao's forehead in the air.

At the same time, two black shadows jumped out of the snow pile, closer to Tangning's position and better than his position.

One of them bent over and bent over. The other one bent forward and rushed towards Igor and Lev next to the fire.

"Who..."

"Be careful..."

"Ah...Lev..."

Puchi, Puchi...

Bang bang bang, the rapid and harsh gunshots were in the quiet night sky, like a sudden explosion of thunder.

He screamed, roared, and attacked in a quiet voice.

Within a radius of less than ten meters, people flew and snowflakes were flying.

The mutation occurs too quickly, so fast that it makes people unable to react at all.

From Bernev's neck, which was gushing with blood, to Sarkovic's face being penetrated by a dagger, and screamed and threw him to the ground. In less than a second, he only fired one shot. Before his death, he still stared at his disbelief.

Igor reacted a little faster. The moment the shadow attacked, he felt a terrifying murderous aura. He shouted and reminded Lev next to him, then turned sideways and rolled quickly towards the nearest tree. He was skillful, agile, and quick.

But he did not expect that the person who came was a killer who killed countless people. His experience, prediction of the enemy, murder consciousness, and fighting skills were all more skillful and cruel than him, an outstanding soldier who had served in the Fourth Division of the Kantemilolov Guard Tank, who belonged to the Moscow garrison.

The action is not fancy, and the action is just a blind spot. In addition, the surprise attack has taken the lead.

Igor had just gotten out less than a meter before he was stomped on his neck and crushed his throat. His head was buried deep in the snow. He died very cowardly and simply. He had no time to perform his due tactical actions, and no one gave him time to perform. He didn't even know who the other party was, so he was killed in a daze.

Lev hugged his waist, lowered his body, and rushed forward, avoiding the gust of wind behind him. He pulled the fire with one hand and rushed backwards, using the burning charcoal to temporarily block the enemy. The other hand fired three consecutive shots in a row, and then rushed forward without caring out two steps. He felt a sharp pain in his back. Lev touched his back with his back, but he couldn't touch it. Two daggers, one pierced into his waist and the other pierced into his vest.

He could only stagger around.

The fire was about to go out, and it was pitch black, and I could no longer see clearly what the other person looked like.

Feeling that life is losing, Lev asked hoarsely, "Who are you..."

"Mr. Lev, your stupid behavior has attracted the attention of the police. So the boss asked us to finish it."

Listening to the familiar voices I had heard, the unproficient Russian language. Lev smiled miserably, "Silly Chinese... Haha, Mr. Zhu San, Mr. Han Liu, go back and tell your boss, it's not a secret that we come to China, and someone else knows... I'm waiting for him in hell..."

Bang bang bang bang, and after finishing the bullets in the pistol ahead, Lev fell into the snow.

The fire had been completely extinguished, and a sarcastic voice in the dark forest said, "Hmph, isn't it? He was once the best soldier in Russia. They simply insulted the title of the special forces. Bah!"

"We were raiding. We took the lead... Huh? Where are the two people just now?"
Chapter completed!