"Bang!" The unique sharp whistle of the SSG69 sniper rifle cut through the newly silent mountains, startling a group of unknown birds that had just landed on the branches.
Although it is only a light sniper rifle with a caliber of 7.62mm, the distance of more than 100 meters is too close, and it is almost a head-on hit. In the scope, the body of the extremely hot and tall blonde beauty froze suddenly, and then,
Like a thrown sandbag, it flew up and fell heavily into the grass.
The exquisite and shapely hot body overwhelmed the patches of weeds and shrubs.
I vaguely remember a shot hitting her in the chest.
After observing for a while through the scope and confirming that she did not get up from the grass again, Zhang Yang gently exhaled and moved his eyes away from the scope tiredly.
Zhang Yang has no love for blondes. He doesn't like their rough lines, and he has the impression that Western girls have particularly bad skin and lots of freckles. This has formed a fixed thinking pattern in his mind.
But the blond beauty he just found in the scope is different from the blond beauties he saw on TV and movies before. Her skin is so good that even if he just glances at it in the scope, he can still see her skin clearly.
She is as fair and delicate as goat milk curd, and the lines on her face are also very round, with soft arcs like those of oriental beauties.
It can be said that this is a unique and top-notch blond beauty, both as a person and as a professional.
But when Zhang Yang pulled the trigger, he didn't hesitate for a moment. He just hesitated a little when firing. He couldn't bear to shoot her head off, so he aimed at her heart.
"I hit her..." Zhang Yang looked back at Pan Ningning, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's a woman."
"She is still a very beautiful girl." Pan Ningning glanced at Zhang Yang and repeated indifferently, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. "I thought you would cherish her."
Zhang Yang jumped down from the rock and put ssg69 aside. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead: "You want to say that I am a nympho, right?"
Pan Ningning drooped her eyelids and remained silent. Being silent naturally meant that she acquiesced in Zhang Yang's words.
Zhang Yang smiled. He didn't care. To be honest, which man didn't have the heart to cherish his beauty, but it depends on the situation. At this juncture, if he doesn't kill her, should he let her kill him?
"There shouldn't be a third sniper team?"
Pan Ningning twisted her body slightly to make herself more comfortable, and then nodded: "Probably not anymore."
"Can you hold on?" Zhang Yang looked at her face and asked with concern.
"It's okay!"
Zhang Yang nodded and informed Lao Yi that they should drive forward and go up the mountain to help lift Pan Ningning down together. In fact, the place where Pan Ningning lurked was not far from the highway.
It took dozens of minutes to get a temporary stretcher. After moving Pan Ningning to the Land Rover, Zhang Yang looked at the time. There were still nearly twenty minutes left before the time agreed upon with Aotian. He thought for a moment and suddenly
I want to see where those snipers come from.
After explaining to them, he took two pistols and carefully walked to the place where he had just shot the blonde beauty.
From a distance, Zhang Yang saw a body lying quietly in the grass, with waterfalls of blond hair scattered in the grass, like an angel lying on the ground looking at the sky, motionless.
Despite this, Zhang Yang still observed her very carefully for a while before slowly approaching her.
About three or four meters away from her body, an M9 metric pistol first came into view. Zhang Yang thought about it, picked it up, and put it in his pocket.
Then he walked towards her and saw her face first. Although Zhang Yang had already seen it once in the scope, but now he saw it again at a close distance, he was still shocked. This girl is so beautiful.
It is said that women in the West cannot withstand the sculpting of time. Once they give birth to children or pass a certain age, their skin and figure will be completely out of shape. However, this blonde beauty has no trace of that. Just from the look of her skin, she looks...
It can be judged that this blonde girl should not be very old.
Exquisite facial features, a straight nose unique to Westerners, long eyelashes, and a standard cherry mouth, but there is a trace of bloodshot eyes at the corner of the mouth.
The chest was scarlet, and the injured area...
Zhang Yang frowned because he suddenly noticed that the blond beauty's eyelashes suddenly moved, showing a painful expression.
Only then did Zhang Yang notice that there were tears hanging on the cheeks of her pretty face as fair as jade.
Is she not dead yet? Zhang Yang took a step back vigilantly and pointed the pistol at her. He was always careful. If the female sniper was extremely skilled or pretended to be injured, he would be in trouble.
Just when Zhang Yang was about to shoot her, her eyes suddenly opened, looking at Zhang Yang quietly like a flashing sapphire, with a trace of panic and helplessness in her eyes. She moved her body and moved her hands.
He lifted it up, but soon dropped it weakly. His slender white neck and throat rolled slightly. He wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.
He just looked at Zhang Yang quietly, then gently turned his blue eyes to look at the muzzle of the pistol in Zhang Yang's hand.
Zhang Yang had to admit that even though he didn't like blonde foreign beauties, he was still shocked by the look in the eyes of the beauty who had been shot twice.
She didn't beg for mercy, she probably didn't understand Chinese, and she didn't want to make any move to resist. She had her hands horizontally, one hand tightly holding a handful of weeds, and the other hand spread out, holding something like a flower in the palm of her hand.
Something like a pendant.
Her height is about the same as Qiao Xier, or maybe a centimeter or two taller.
Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment and looked at the place where she was injured. Yes, it was on the chest, but the location of the injury seemed to be similar to Pan Ningning's. In other words, the shot was not fatal.
Looking at the gunshot wound on her thigh, there was not a lot of blood. In other words, neither shot damaged the vital arteries, and she could still be saved.
Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment and tried to ask her in English, "Can you speak?"
The blonde beauty nodded slightly, opened her little cherry mouth that lost color with some difficulty, and answered him in very stiff English: "Yes. I can!"
From the tone of her voice and the look in her eyes, Zhang Yang initially judged that she probably had no intention of resisting. Moreover, she probably wanted to survive, otherwise she would just have to shut up and refuse to answer.
"Do you still have any weapons on you?"
The girl hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. She didn't know whether she didn't understand Zhang Yang's words, or because she wanted to say that she didn't.
Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment. This extremely beautiful woman in front of him was really dangerous. To be honest, it would be the wisest choice to shoot her right now and then turn around and leave. However, if she had no intention of resisting, he might be able to get a lot from her mouth.
At least he needs to know who else wants his life besides the Eight of Spades.
Judging from her clothing, she must be an overseas mercenary. And judging from her face, height and skin, as well as her slightly stiff English just now, she should be of Slavic ethnicity. Most likely from Eastern Europe.
He really wants to find out what is the reason that would make such a beautiful woman travel thousands of miles to China to snipe him. Of course, maybe their target is not him. After all, if these snipers want to deal with him,
.I am afraid that my life will not be so good.
After thinking about it for a moment, Zhang Yang looked at her and said softly: "I have no intention of hurting you, and I also want to save you, so can you cooperate with me?"
The beautiful woman probably understood what she was saying. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded.
Zhang Yang thought for a while, and then asked with gestures: "How is your companion?"
When the beautiful woman heard this, her face darkened, she shook her head slightly and replied: "Dead!"
"Wait a moment." Zhang Yang looked around her body. There was no weapon, but he still looked around cautiously, and then walked to the place where another sniper was crouching. He had to confirm that her accomplice was
He is not dead as she said.
The distance between the two people was more than thirty meters apart. Zhang Yang found the body of her companion behind a rock. He was indeed dead. He shot his head with a gunshot. The red and white covered a piece of grass, which was also military green.
He is wearing digital camouflage, and judging from his appearance, he is furry, and he is probably of Slavic ethnicity, about thirty years old.
Zhang Yang endured his nausea and rummaged around on him, and finally found only a protective shield, some money, a mobile phone, and a medical kit.
Zhang Yang roughly flipped through the passport and read the text on it, frowning. It seemed to be in Russian, but Zhang Yang was not entirely sure if it was because the texts in Slavic languages were all similar, and Eastern Europe was rich in beauties.
He thought for a while, put his passport in his pocket, then took the medical bag and walked back to where the blonde beauty was lying just now.
It should be said that the beauty still has a certain ability to move, but for some unknown reason, she did not move. However, when Zhang Yang was about to help her up, he accidentally touched her forehead and found that her forehead was very hot, as if she was having a high fever.
.
No wonder.
After thinking about it, Zhang Yang put the gun, military thorn and other things on his body far away, then came back and squatted beside her to check her wounds.
The chest position looked scary, but it didn't matter because it was a penetrating wound. The bullet directly penetrated her sternum and flew out of her back. The wound only looked scary, but in fact it was not very serious.
fatal.
Zhang Yang helped her stop the bleeding first, and then said to her: "I have to take off your clothes now before I can put a bandage on you? Do you understand?"
The blonde beauty still looks like she doesn't understand, which shows that her English is not very good. After all, Zhang Yang has been trained by Yang Fei for a period of time. Although it cannot be said that she can easily talk to foreigners about some professional topics, but
Normal communication at this level is no problem.
There was no way, Zhang Yang could only add gestures and explain again, and this time, she seemed to understand, looked up at Zhang Yang, nodded, and said softly: "Thank you!"
After finishing speaking, before Zhang Yang could take action, she tilted her head and fainted.
{PiaoTian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}
