Chapter 95: In a deadlock
At five o'clock in the morning, in the last darkness before dawn, two men who were wet, cold, sleepy and hungry sat under a short tree, quietly looking up at the stars, waiting for the dawn.
When a person is highly stressed, more energy will be consumed and the person will become more tired. However, even if they are so sleepy that they can hardly open their eyes, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang still dare not fall asleep. They are afraid of waking up again.
When they arrived, they found that a woman had already made soup and was waiting for them. A woman named Po Meng.
There are terrorists on the island who want their lives, and there are sharks with huge mouths in the sea outside the island. It is really troublesome internally and externally. The man sheds tears without hesitation, but before he gets to the point of pain, he will fall into a high-paying case.
In such a situation, there is really no place to talk about suffering.
The cold earth and the cold air eroded his beloved balls. Wu Ming felt uncomfortable everywhere in his body. What filled his nose was the smell of dead leaves and mud. Hey! There was also a faint smell of cologne.
Why does it smell like cologne? If it's not the smell coming from me and Zhuge Dachang, then it can only be it?
Wu Ming took a breath of air, pulled Zhuge Dachang up hard, and screamed: "Run!"
The moment the two people ran out, several beams of flashlights shone at the place where they had been, followed by sparks sprayed by machine guns.
The gunfire stopped, and the leading blond white man cursed in English: "Damn it! How could they find it?" As he said, he turned on the computer and observed the moving red dots, pressed the headset and changed to Eros and said: "Chee!"
Cove, they are approaching your point, be careful to intercept!"
No matter where they ran, they would be ambushed. It seemed like there was a pair of eyes watching everything. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang felt like they had nowhere to escape, as if they were surrounded.
Relying on the best natural barrier of night, the ambushers' sight was blocked and they could not form an effective attack. They were not injured, but how long can they last? Now they are frightened every step of the way. What if daybreak comes?
Let’s not talk about what to do after dawn. If we don’t think of a way to deal with the current situation where there seems to be no escape, there may be no chance to see the dawn. As Wu Ming ran and thought hard about countermeasures, he suddenly had an idea.
Terrorists have guns in their hands, just like ferocious wolves. They are unarmed and can only be chased away by wolves like sheep. However, they are sheep in wolf's clothing now, why can't they take advantage of this?
We could still understand what they were saying, and they were speaking eloquently. Wu Ming curled up his lips, and soon, he and Zhuge Dachang came up with a perfect plan. They planned to take advantage of the darkness to make trouble in troubled waters.
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Wealth is sought in danger, fight hard!
After getting ready, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang performed a space walk with their waists and buttocks stuck out. They seemed to be running forward, but in fact they were running backwards. Wu Ming shouted in Eros at the top of his lungs:
"Come here quickly, we seem to have hit him."
"Really?" Someone nearby responded immediately, the voice was extremely excited, and soon three terrorists wearing body armor came running over, "Where is it? Where is it?"
"just in front!"
In the pitch-black night, the three terrorists were a little dizzy with excitement. They did not notice any difference between the two 'partners'. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang took the opportunity to retreat behind them, showing sinister smiles...
From the computer, I saw three red dots and two red dots coming together, but no gunfire was heard. The blond white man's face changed drastically, and he quickly pressed the headset to remind: "Team 6, be careful!"
Unfortunately, it was a step too late. The three members of the sixth team had been knocked unconscious, stripped naked and tied to a tree by Wu Ming.
Wu Ming put on the headset and held an AK rifle in his hand with a proud expression on his face. If you dare to trick your uncle, I will kill you now. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He couldn't help but fire two shots.
Zhuge Dachang was startled, rolled his eyes and said, "Damn it! Don't waste bullets."
"I was so excited that my hands were shaking..." Wu Ming laughed twice before he said indifferently: "It's our game time now."
Relying on the captured walkie-talkies, the two of them gained insight into all the enemy's actions. Later, they tricked a group of terrorists into turning around and succeeded in three sneak attacks using the tactic of fishing in troubled waters.
When it was almost dawn, the blond white man in charge of the command realized that he had been tricked. He pressed the headset and sighed: "I made a miscalculation. I didn't expect you guys to understand the Ethnic language."
Wearing two body armors, carrying a pistol in his waist, and holding two AK rifles in his hands, Wu Ming looked like a nouveau riche. He knew that the words were being spoken to him, so he pressed the headset and spoke with a smile.
Ross said: "You only know now? Your reaction is really slow."
"The plan failed..." The blond white man said angrily, "Everyone destroyed the trackers and returned to the white building."
Damn! It turns out that there is a tracker installed on him, no wonder people are blocking him wherever he goes, Wu Ming cursed secretly, then he looked at Zhuge Dachang with a smile and said: "They gave up, let's go! Wait for us at the ferry, lovely
The police uncle."
After the two found the micro trackers on their bodies and threw them away, they walked to the beach ferry humming a tune.
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At eight o'clock, it was already as bright as day, and there was no movement among the group of terrorists on the island. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were hiding in the mangroves near the ferry, anxiously waiting for the arrival of reinforcements. They had been waiting for two hours.
, the chrysanthemums are about to wither.
Wuwu... This is the roar of the speedboat engine. Seeing several speedboats approaching the sea in the distance, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang showed ecstasy. Our reinforcements and our large troops are coming. The two of them hurriedly ran
Meet at the beach ferry.
Darling, there are ten speedboats and dozens of people, all dressed in black suits. Our people's police are so stylish. By the way, why do they wear suits? Something doesn't feel right when I think about it. The more I think about it, the more it feels wrong. Wu Ming followed
Zhuge Dachang's footsteps became hesitant.
A large group of men in black who had just landed saw the two people running towards them happily. They were all stunned for a moment, then whispered to each other, and then they took out their guns and opened fire on the two people without hesitation...
The two of them rolled on the spot and immediately ran towards the mangroves. Damn it! This was reinforcements from the bad guys, but before they could enter the woods, the silent group of terrorists rushed out of the woods at this moment.
Attacked from two sides and attacked from both sides, they were really going to die without a burial place. Seeing that there was no way to escape into the mangroves, the two of them could only run along the beach, with seventy or eighty people chasing behind them, and bullets flying everywhere. It was a rare scene.
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Although the two people's evasion skills are extremely high, it is impossible to avoid all the bullets. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were hit by stray bullets in the back one after another. Fortunately, they were all wearing double-safe body armor, and stray bullets beyond the killing range were injured.
No one.
At this moment, Zhuge Dachang suddenly groaned and slowed down suddenly. A flash of determination flashed in his eyes. He turned around and lay on the beach and started to fight back. He shouted in a hissing voice: "Sangui! Run quickly, I'll cover you!"
Wu Ming quickly turned around and threw himself on the ground, rolled a few times and came to Zhuge Dachang's side, and asked worriedly: "What's going on?"
"I was shot in the thigh by an AK, and I can't run anymore!" Zhuge Dachang said anxiously as he fired: "Stop talking, run!"
Wu Ming said with a relaxed smile: "There are only seventy or eighty people here, is there any need to run?"
"Idiot, what are you trying to do now?" Zhuge Dachang cursed angrily: "It's better to die one than to die two!"
Wu Ming put the gun on the suitcase and started shooting. He said with a smile: "We are brothers. You actually want to secretly go to heaven to pick up girls. Isn't that interesting?"
Zhuge Da's eyes turned slightly red, and he trembled: "You idiot!"
Both sides stopped and started shooting at a distance of two to three hundred meters. The reinforcements from the terrorists were all black-haired Chinese. Although there were many people, they were all a mob. All they held were pistols, and the range was simply not enough.
, and he shot like a bang bang, showing off his true nature as a rookie.
Most of the terrorists armed with AK rifles were relatively more professional. As soon as Zhuge Dachang turned around to fight back, they immediately fell down and quickly piled up sand as a bunker. Wu Ming frowned secretly. We were outnumbered and we couldn't spend so much time with them.
Sorry.
Seeing Zhuge Dachang's blood seeping into a small piece of sand, Wu Ming was anxious. He looked around and found a cement foundation about half a meter high on the seaside not far away. He immediately pointed with his hand and said: "Brother Pig
!Get over there quickly!”
Zhuge Dachang looked in the direction of Wu Ming's finger and nodded immediately. Under Wu Ming's cover, he gritted his teeth and rolled to the seaside. After entering the foundation, he leaned against the wall with a pale face and gasped.
: "Sangui! Listen to me and run away by yourself!"
Wu Ming said quietly: "If I were injured instead, would you leave me?"
Zhuge Dachang said anxiously: "Yes! I will definitely leave you behind."
Wu Ming just smiled and shook his head, changed a magazine, and using the cover of the cement foundation, he fired more than a dozen shots in succession. Several rookies within a hundred meters covered their knees and fell to the ground, letting out painful wails.
Voice.
After seeing that no one dared to come forward rashly, Wu Ming took out a bullet, took out a captured dagger, quickly cut off the bullet and took out the gunpowder.
"What are you doing?"
"Help you stop the bleeding!" Wu Ming walked up to Zhuge Dachang, grabbed his thigh, then cut off his trouser legs, and continued: "It might hurt a lot!"
"Will this work?"
Without saying a word, Wu Ming sprinkled gunpowder on his still bleeding wound, took out a military windproof lighter and sprayed it on the wound. After a while, the gunpowder started to burn, and there was a smell of burnt hair. Zhuge Dachang insisted on biting it.
Teeth didn't make a sound.
Wu Ming opened his own clothes and cut off a large section of his shirt hem. Wu Ming tore it into strips of cloth and helped Zhuge Dachang tightly bind the wound on his thigh. After he was done, he wiped the sweat from his head and said with a smile: "Okay.
, this way the bleeding will stop.”
"Quite professional! Where did you learn it?"
"television!"
"Damn!" Zhuge Dachang laughed and scolded: "You dare to use what you learned from TV on my brother. Are you afraid that my brother will not die quickly enough?"
The sparse gunshots gradually stopped. Wu Ming looked around curiously and saw a group of men in black running back to the ferry. The remaining people were slowly crawling over. He hurriedly shouted: "Brother Pig! What are you still doing?
Okay? They are going to attack in two directions."
"As long as I'm not dead, there's nothing wrong..." Zhuge Dachang picked up the gun, limped to the corner of the foundation facing the sea, and said, "Leave this to me."
Wu Ming nodded, looked at the suitcase at his feet, and said angrily: "There is less than 20 kilograms of goods in the box, but this little thing is worth 200 million? Do they need to work so hard?"
Zhuge Dachang sighed: "It's probably not for this small amount of goods. They may be worried that we know something, so they want to get rid of us!"
Wu Ming said aggrievedly: "The problem is that we don't know anything. Do you think it's unfair or not?"
Chapter completed!