Rowan's leaping figure was domineering and crazy, like a fully drawn bowstring, more like a manic lightning bolt.
P90 did not disappoint Rowan. In almost the blink of an eye, the enemy in front of him turned his back, with a terrifying expression of despair and resentment, and lowered his arms in front of him. Then with a plop, he fell straight on the sand with his mouth open. Stuffed with sand.
There were at least seven or eight P90 bullet holes on his body, and blood instantly dyed the sand around his body red.
So happy, Rowan secretly cheered in his heart, but his body did not stop, he flew to the side, rolled over, and hid behind the sandbag.
Rowan was always on guard against the guy he shot in the neck not far away. Sure enough, as soon as Rowan's body hit the ground, a row of bullets made the sandbag in front of him fly into dust.
Rowan sneered. This guy was struggling to his death. He would only make his opponent die faster. After the guy fired a bunch of bullets, Rowan immediately took aim and fired two bursts at him.
"Chirp, chirp" twice, blood splattered on the guy's chest. Rowan picked up the binoculars and saw that he had grabbed a handful of sand and desperately wanted to stuff it into the bloody hole in his chest, but his hand stopped just before his chest. , the whole person fell down, and his head was stuck in the sand.
Rowan didn't feel any guilt or guilt. Such hunting was happening everywhere in the desert jungle. Killing them would purify the jungle environment.
Rowan leaned back on the sandbag and relaxed for a while, then used the binoculars to scan from three sides to confirm that the three bastards were dead and that there was no danger. Then Rowan stood up and walked to where he was enlarging his satchel.
The AWM was disassembled, wiped, and put into the satchel. The P90 also removed the magazine and put it in the satchel. Then he took off the two grenades and put them away. He only had a pistol in his hand and loaded the bullets.
Danger is everywhere, and Rowan dare not be careless.
After doing this, he put on his backpack again and stood up. Rowan had a plan. These three people who were sent to death deserved to die, and they did a good deed for him.
Luo Wen was worried that there were still more than ten kilometers from here to Rainbow Village, and there was no suitable transportation. Walking back on two legs was nothing to him. However, since three dead ghosts gave a desert jeep, how could he Happy but not doing anything.
Rowan walked towards the direction of the jeep, passing the bodies of the three dead ghosts, Rowan whistled a few times mockingly.
He saw scavengers gathering here in the distance. They had smelled the smell of dead bodies, and he heard the roar of vultures in the air. They would have cleaned up everything bloody here before midnight.
Rowan was getting closer and closer to the jeep, only about a hundred meters away, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The jeep parked at the edge of the sand dune suddenly started up, and assumed a rampage stance, charging towards Rowan.
Rowan remembered that at the beginning, he searched carefully with a telescope and found that there were only three men and no one was hiding in the jeep. What was going on? In desperation, Rowan threw away his backpack, aimed the pistol in his hand and fired.
However, perhaps due to the sudden change and the limited firepower of the pistol, Rowan did not hit the people in the jeep at all. Instead, the guy hiding in the jeep actually opened fire at him with an automatic rifle.
The scream of bullets from the automatic rifle was more terrifying than the sound of the jeep engine. Rowan jumped and shook his body continuously, and managed to escape two shots. However, the jeep was getting closer and closer to him, and the automatic rifle kept firing.
At the critical moment, Luo Wen thought that the boat capsized in the gutter and he would be buried here.
Suddenly, Rowan heard a voice shouting: "Get down."
Then Rowan saw a cute and fast figure flash before his eyes, as fast as lightning, and threw himself to the ground.
Rowan's whole body felt numb. This was clearly a woman with an arrogant figure, pressing on him. Because the speed was too fast, he did not react.
However, the two cantaloupe grenades on her chest were very elastic and pressed tightly against her chin. The charming fragrance instantly made him dizzy.
There were many beautiful shadows shaking in Luo Wen's heart. If it lasted too long, he would definitely die of intoxication.
At the critical moment of life and death, Rowan was actually enjoying this wonderful taste, and the woman didn't hesitate at all. The moment she threw him down, the woman used Rowan's head as the fulcrum of her elbow.
The woman held the pistol with both hands, pointed it at Rowan's head, and fired a series of shots at the jeep. Rowan recognized the firing rhythm of an automatic pistol.
"Ah!" There was a scream, and the jeep suddenly stopped just ten meters away.
Then they responded decisively to Rowan and the other two.
"Uh," the woman on top of Rowan also screamed, and immediately lowered her body even lower. At the same time, she quickly aimed and fired two more bursts.
Rowan's head was buzzing from the sound of her shooting, and his eyes were so pierced by the flames that he couldn't even open them. He originally wanted to ask her what was wrong, but he was so suppressed that he couldn't speak.
"Done." Rowan heard her slight and proud voice, and then grinned and moaned again.
The other side was completely misfired.
The woman quickly moved two intoxicating melon grenades away from Rowan's chin. This was the most miserable time for Rowan, but he felt happy and happy.
Rowan turned over and sat up. What he wanted most at this moment was to see clearly what this woman looked like.
The woman faced the jeep in front and observed calmly. After making sure that her opponent had no reaction, she moved behind a small sandbag nearby, leaned against the sandbag, grabbed her left shoulder with her right hand, and groaned in pain.
Rowan checked the jeep as usual, making sure that the enemy was dead, and hurriedly approached the woman.
It was already dark, and the new moon was rising, illuminating the deserted land with a cold and lonely light, as if the gunshots and killings just now were all hallucinations.
The woman's face was very clear, no, it should be a girl, Rowan was sure.
The girl has exquisite features, an arrogant figure, short hair, and two long legs that are close together and stretched straight at Luo Wen's feet. Her whole body projects a heroic spirit. Judging from her age, she is about the same as Luo Wen.
Luo Wen fell in love with the unique delicate charm of oriental girls in an instant.
The far east is also Luo Wen's hometown. Luo Wen's ancestors have been abandoned in the jungles of Southeast Asia for four generations, living a sinful and precarious life in exile for more than seventy years.
For that beautiful motherland, Rowans have long been black people, like dead leaves in the jungle and duckweed in the river. Their hometown can only be dreamed of.
However, in Luo Wen's heart, he has a deep yearning for his homeland and an inseparable feeling. Therefore, when I saw this oriental girl who saved my life, I immediately felt closer to her.
Rowan asked in a low voice: "What is your name and where are you from? Thanks to you for saving me just now, I owe you a life." Rowan was so excited that he was talking nonsense.
The girl said calmly: "You have too many questions, why should I tell you? Now is not the time to be long-winded. Go quickly and clean up the battlefield. I will take a rest. Hey," the girl moaned again as she spoke.
Rowan crouched down in a hurry and asked with concern: "Are you injured? Quick, let me take a look. I know a little about first aid."
The girl said coldly: "Cleaning up the battlefield, I can't die."
After the girl finished speaking, she tilted her head indifferently, unwilling to look at Rowan.
Rowan felt like he was suddenly given a scoop of cold water, extinguishing all the delusions in his heart, "Yeah, but, what's your name? Are you an agent or a scavenger? Why are you here? Oh, oh, I'll go right away. .”
Rowan still said a few words. Seeing that the girl was about to get angry, he hurriedly turned around and walked away. He quickly approached the jeep with a pistol in hand.
The girl's caution is completely correct. Clearing the battlefield is often more important than fighting to the death.
In many war scenes, the victors were blindly celebrating victory, but were shot coldly by the dying enemy, and their lives were lost. Rowan knew the power of this.
The jeep has stalled, and in the driver's seat is the enemy who was killed by the girl just now, with his head hanging on the backrest.
After taking one look at it, Luo Wen felt like his stomach was churning. Luo Wen hurriedly retched a few times. This turned out to be a fat woman with a rough face. The clothes on her chest were broken into pieces. What made Luo Wen the most disgusting was, The huge exposed light bulb on her right side was beaten to a bloody pulp.
Rowan turned his back and checked her breathing with his hand. This big woman was so tenacious that she had not yet breathed her last.
Rowan pushed the woman off the seat, dragged her by one leg, and pulled her to a sandbag more than ten meters away, leaving her to fend for herself here.
