The shock bomb exploded less than three meters away from Yang Jie, and a white light burst out with a violent sound, causing everyone in the room to lose sight and hearing instantly.
A white light flashed before Yang Jie's eyes, and his vision immediately turned pitch black.
The strong explosion made his eardrums hurt, and the buzzing in his ears continued for a long time.
There seemed to be a few gunshots vaguely, and Yang Jie only felt bits and pieces of warm liquid splashing on his face, and the arm that he had been unable to free himself from just now went limp.
The air mixed with the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke was a bit pungent, but it was already precious to Yang Jie who had just been able to breathe again.
He took a voracious breath of air and pushed Jessini's arms away from his neck.
It wasn't until his vision gradually recovered and he turned around that he discovered that the black man named Jesseny had a bloody hole in his forehead, and the blood in his brain was mixed with red and white, splattering everywhere.
The white man, Avery, also fell to the ground. The carotid artery that was broken by the bullet sprayed out a large amount of blood and soaked the floor.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of black combat boots appeared in front of Yang Jie.
The owner of the combat boots, a short young man wearing a black combat uniform, body armor, and a fast helmet, was holding a rifle and looking at Yang Jie with a smile.
"Gray overalls...silver reflective strips on the back...well, that's right."
The young man was talking to himself, looking up and down at Yang Jie who was lying on the body, and then asked with a smile:
"Ferma Loda, right?"
Without waiting for Yang Jie to answer, the young man pressed the microphone:
"Boss.
Once the person is found, you can retreat. "
"Are you here to save me?"
"To be precise, I'm here to catch you."
The young man shrugged his shoulders, put the rifle behind his back, squatted down, and took out a ball of rags.
"Catch me? Have you recognized the wrong person? I have nothing..."
"If you want to explain anything, you should wait until the Lone Star Tribunal.
Our mission is only to send you there. "
Before Yang Jie could finish speaking, the young man stuffed the rag into Yang Jie's mouth, reached out to grab his belt, and suddenly lifted his hands upwards, carrying Yang Jie on his shoulders as if he were carrying cargo. .
After doing this, the young man patted Yang Jie on the waist and said:
"I'm telling you, be honest.
Is it better to be caught and sentenced to hundreds of years than to become a piece of meat on the barbecue grill now? "
Changing the death penalty to life imprisonment sounds good, right?
What a ghost!
I have traveled here inexplicably, and before I can figure out what the situation is, I have to spend my whole life squatting in prison. Is this considered good?
Although he was thinking this in his heart, Yang Jie was unable to resist at this time. He can only let the young people carry him.
Besides, no matter what, the top priority is to escape from this ghost place and avoid becoming the prey of the so-called "Locust Gang".
It wasn't until the young man stepped out of the room that Yang Jie realized that the place he was in was a dilapidated small village.
At night, the pale moonlight shines on the ruins of the village, adding a bit of desolation.
The sound of gunfire finally alerted the members of Desert Locust. A gangster wearing a ragged shirt poked his head out of the house. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the two people running away. Then he yelled for his companions and raised his gun to aim at the two. people.
Naturally, the young man with his back to the gangster couldn't see this, but Yang Jie, who was being carried on his body, could see it clearly.
He was anxious, and just as he was about to warn the young man, there was a sudden "click-click" sound of gunfire behind him. With the sound of gunshots, three flowers of blood spurted out of the robber's body, and he fell backwards.
"Boss!"
"Go away, Switchblade!"
The middle-aged man who had just shot an enemy did not put down the rifle in his hand, and continued to deal with more and more enemies. He ordered the switchblade:
"You take him back to the car first, I will meet you in a moment!"
Switchblade nodded and sped up to run out of the village.
Behind him, more and more enemies appeared, and the flying bullets kept passing by him. Although they did not hit the two of them, they frightened Yang Jie to death.
"Bear, suppress fire! Suppress fire!
And the mechanical girl, stop taking aim there slowly! Hurry up and shoot, otherwise you will have to collect the body for me and the boss! "
Before Switchblade finished speaking, a machine gun not far away opened fire instantly. The continuous firepower was like a waving green whip in the night, knocking down the gangsters who were trying to pursue him.
The survivors fled in all directions, seeking cover to escape the barrages.
So the machine gun that was still firing just now immediately switched to alternating long and short bursts of fire, constantly suppressing the enemies hiding behind the bunkers.
At the same time, not far from the machine gun, a sniper rifle opened fire at the same time, making a big hole in the chest of some unlucky guy who tried to fight back.
Machine guns and sniper rifles cooperated with each other to suppress the desert locusts, and no one dared to show up rashly.
Taking this opportunity, Switchblade ran out of the village with Yang Jie on his back, came to the off-road vehicle, pulled the door open and stuffed Yang Jie into the back seat.
"Where's the boss?"
"In the back, I'll be there soon!"
Switchblade then got into the car and closed the door.
Hearing Switchblade's words, the middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat, who was as strong as a giant bear, nodded and turned the car key, then patted the roof of the car and shouted:
"Osprey, come down! We're ready to leave!"
The roof sunroof opened, and a slender young woman jumped into the car from the roof. She glanced at the switchblade coldly, stretched out her left hand and took off the sniper rifle from the roof.
At this time, Yang Jie saw that on the woman's left shoulder, the jade-like shiny lotus arm only extended to the middle of the upper arm and then disappeared. It was replaced by a prosthetic arm composed of several hydraulic rods, gears and exposed data cables.
"Next time you scream like that, I'll shoot you in the head!"
The girl coldly threatened the switchblade, then sat on the other side next to Yang Jie with the sniper rifle in her arms, closed her eyes and stopped making any sound.
Switchblade sneered rather awkwardly and said nothing.
Fortunately, the switchblade embarrassment did not last long.
Within a few minutes, the middle-aged man whom everyone called "the boss" opened the passenger door and got in.
The off-road vehicle that had been prepared for a long time started immediately and rushed into the depths of the desert like a long-dormant beast.
Seeing that he was out of danger, Switchblade, who was completely relaxed, patted the leader on the shoulder with a smile and joked:
"A bit slow, boss. Are you too old to run?"
"Deposit a little gift for these cannibals."
The middle-aged man ignored the switchblade's teasing and asked while arranging his equipment:
"How's that Fermat? He's not hurt, is he?"
After saying that, he turned back to look at Yang Jie.
When he saw Yang Jie's appearance, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped and frowned:
"Why is he an Asian?
broken! We arrested the wrong person! "
Hearing what the leader said, the other three were stunned.
"I told you that you made a mistake!"
At this time, Yang Jie, who finally got the chance to interrupt, couldn't bear it anymore. He spat out the ball of cloth in his mouth and defended himself loudly:
"I don't even know Fermat Loda!"
"Just wait a moment."
The switchblade interrupted Yang Jie's defense, looked at the middle-aged man with confusion, and asked:
"It's impossible. The clothes and the mission are correct. Do we have any photos? Boss, how do you know it's definitely not him?"
After Switchblade finished speaking, the middle-aged man suddenly slapped his forehead as if he remembered something, and then sighed:
“The Lone Star Republic is a white country, and it’s impossible for those rednecks to let Asians study their core secrets.
Therefore, this Asian boy is definitely not the defected Ferma Loda! "
