The other side is a fully armed mercenary on the Sino-Vietnam border. All of them have good military qualities and have considerable means to encircle and suppress snipers. When they hear the whistle of their teammates, all the militants on the periphery immediately followed the sound and found the target.
When he was on the rooftop of the teaching building, he immediately launched an encirclement. A group of people guarded the four sides of the teaching building with guns, constantly firing shots of suppression or bullets. Another group of people started searching up from the stairs directly
.Lao Yi was trapped on the rooftop...
"Mom's! Mom's!" Lao Yi didn't know what to do now. He fought alone and lacked the necessary strategic depth. If a sniper was discovered in this situation, he would have to die. The sniper just now
Killing others is as comfortable as peeping at a beautiful woman to take a bath, but now it is exposed but is completely passive as if her husband is discovered and chased.
While the militants had not yet reached the roof, Lao Yi quickly went from the rooftop to the door of his dormitory, pulled out his pistol and fired a few shots blindly under the spiral staircase of the teaching building, to stop the speed of the militants downstairs.
Several shots did delay the opponent's speed. The militants were stunned by the several pistol bullets fired from the upstairs and squatted down to dodge the bullets ejected everywhere in the corridor. Then all the muzzles were pointed upstairs, semi-automatic.
The sound of weapon fire suppression sounded...
Lao Yi's pistol can only stop the other party for a while. After a long time, the other party will still come up. He quickly opened his door and took out a large rope used to pull the rope down with Ye Yangjian last time and tied it to one end.
On the legs of the bed, he threw the other end out of the window while the dark night. The militants were guarding the teaching building. Fortunately, there were not many people, so Lao Yi still had the intention of taking a gamble.
Lao Yi overturned the wardrobe and blocked the door of the house. He carefully looked down from the window. A militant was holding a gun and guarding the rooftop and shooting two bullets from time to time. The flames of the gun chamber were exposed. Lao Yi immediately put the sniper gun on his right.
Point out of the window, aim! Shoot! The target fell into the gun, quickly tied a knot and hung it on his waist. The footsteps of militants could be heard at the door. The gunshots were like bullets passing through the dormitory door.
The wall, and at the same time someone started to hit the door, the wardrobe could not hold it back...
"Damn it! I'm fighting!" The master didn't have time to observe whether he had hit the vital points just now. He pulled out the pistol with one hand, grabbed the rope and jumped down, kicking his legs a few times.
It was down one floor. Finally, it was a little late. Several militants rushed into Lao Yi's room and saw a tight rope tied to the bedside and window. They immediately poked their heads down from the window.
Someone was lowering the rope. Before the weapon could reach the window, Lao Yi was shooting a gun in the air, which made the opponent immediately shrink his head back. The militants reacted very quickly, and someone immediately drew their swords and cut off the rope. Lao Yi was now
At the third floor, before the person landed, the rope in his hand broke and immediately screamed and fell down.
"Mom! People fell down! I want to see people in my life, and I want to see corpses when I die!" A militant glanced at the woods under the window and said, and then the others immediately followed him and ran downstairs.
Lao Yi almost fainted from the fall. The dense branches of the forest downstairs saved his life. Although he did not die, he still felt uncomfortable. He climbed up from the ground with difficulty, while shaking off the ropes on his body.
While moving their numb feet, they became active. When they fell, they were cut by branches and cut into many parts of their bodies. You could feel the wound was bleeding, but no one bandaged him, and there was nothing available
Come and bandage. He stood up, staggered a few steps, and fell head-on into a ridge full of fallen leaves.
, and then quickly struggled to climb out, the dew wet his whole body and wet. Even a boot on his foot fell to the point where it was injured, and the injured barefoot stepped on the thorny ground, the dense and dense
The dead leaves and branches seemed to consciously drilled into the wound on their feet, with bone-bending pain in each step. He had to bite his lips so as not to shout, and the muscles on his face were twitching, even the iron bones
The heroes could not bear such terrible torture, and every step forward would leave a faint stain of blood behind the sharp thorns.
Lao Yi shook his head, which was not very smart, took off the sniper rifle behind him and tightened his hand. There were only a few bullets in the gun. The injured body was extremely tired, his steps were dragged away, and he was so heavy that he lifted it.
If he couldn't get up, he could only move forward little by little with his gun, staggering and falling. The wounds all over his body were aching, and the pain was constantly tearing between his chest and abdomen, and he was extremely thirsty.
This is a symptom of a concussion...
The world in front of me began to distort, deformed, and my consciousness was blurred a little...
"It's useless, forget it, lie down, don't hide anymore, you can't escape." His mind began to drowsy, and his steps softened. Lao Yi found in fear that he had gradually lost his thinking.
The ability, this is the precursor to the beginning of the will to collapse. It is purely a subconscious reaction. He only knows one thing to do! Run! Run! Try to hide in the dense forests, without considering the direction, just want to avoid the ghost behind him
The voice that never disperses!
I really couldn't walk, so Lao Yi could only lie on the ground, set up the sniper rifle in his hand and aimed stubbornly in front of him. That was the position where the militants followed him. After a little while, Lao Yi had already
You can see a vague row of figures.
"Puff..." Lao Yi aimed casually at a target and pulled the trigger in his hand.
"Ah--" A long scream suddenly, and suddenly a bullet fell from the sky. Blood splashed, and a militant didn't even have time to dodge. The bullet passed through his chest and fired accurately
Through his heart, his dying screams shook the entire woods.
"Mom! I'm obviously aiming at his eyebrows! How did I hit the chest!" After overdrawing the last potential in my body, Lao Yi suddenly fell to the ground and could no longer get up. He threw away the sniper rifle in his hand.
. He turned over with difficulty and smiled bitterly to the sky. It seemed that God's will really let him die here. The rapid footsteps and shouts of militants came from all directions. He lay on the ground and simply closed his eyes.
I was so tired that I didn't even have the strength to open my eyelids. The overwhelming darkness was like a boundless darkness, slowly swallowing him irresistible...
Lao Yi's face was pale with excessive blood loss, with many bright red blood marks on his chin and the corners of his mouth, and blood overflowed with blood on his shoulders and lower abdomen, which made him smell bad. The clothes on his body were dirty and torn, and were scratched one by one, so
It was like a few pieces of ragged cloth hanging on him casually. Through the holes in his pants, his scarred knees were exposed, and the bloody wounds on the soles of his feet were still bleeding, leaving a hint of red on the dead leaves.
Lao Yi closed his eyes gently. There was a bullet in his pistol. He had no way out. His body lying in the grass was so tired. The footsteps and shouts were scattered around him. Lao Yi even felt the armed force.
The sound of the members breathing, he raised his hand with difficulty, raised his pistol and pressed his chin...
"I have been a soldier, fought, killed people, and saw blood! I finally didn't live in vain!" After all my strength, Lao Yi trembled and pulled the trigger hard. Unexpectedly, his wrist hurt and the gun was shot by someone.
Kick away with one kick...
"Catch him! You're going to live..." A militant took back his feet and shouted at his subordinates. He immediately rushed up, twisting Lao Yi's arm, and turning him from the ground like a dead dog
It was set up like this...
Lao Yi gritted his teeth and struggled for a moment, and was slapped in the face and knocked out on the spot. Several people carried him away...