The door of the dilapidated pickup truck was pushed open with force, which caused the door to rebound hard and hit Bujea who was about to get out of the driver's seat.
But Brzea's action of getting out of the car was completely different from that of a normal one. The first second his toes touched the ground, his legs went weak, and then his whole body fell uncontrollably and fell to the lawn.
Bujea was not injured, but he was still spinning under the violent impact. Otherwise, he could not have used too much force when he pushed the door open. This was obviously caused by the inability to control the force.
Immediately afterwards, he forced himself to get up from the ground, and just when he reached a half-crouched position - bang bang!
Two gunshots were heard, and Bujea was shot in the chest. With an obvious backward movement, he fell to the ground, with one leg always pressed under him.
In the jungle, three men wearing green military uniforms and red berets came out. They moved forward cautiously, braced themselves, and aimed their guns at the green pickup truck. The front of the pickup truck was still rolling. Thick smoke.
"Report!"
"There are three left in the car, all unconscious!"
"Don't worry about whether you are conscious or not, kill Xu Ruifeng first!"
"Which one is Xu Ruifeng?"
"Kill them all!"
A gun was pointed at the car window, and the other two people were walking around the car. At the same moment when they were pointing the gun at the car window and aiming their muzzles into the car...
Burea, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes instantly, reached for his waist, took out a pistol and immediately pulled the trigger - bang bang!
boom!
At this distance, he didn't need to aim at all. He locked onto the opponent as quickly as possible. As soon as the gun rang out, he aimed the gun at the guy in the car and was hit in the ribs by two bullets. As he fell down, Bu As the opponent was falling, Rea opened fire again, hitting his head.
The next second, Burea pulled out the leg that was pressed under him, turned sideways, and looked for the other two people under the car. When a foot came into view, he fired based on the direction of the other's toes - bang bang!
Both shots hit the ankle.
The person who was shot fell to the ground quickly as he missed the step, and Bougea opened fire again—bang!
A bloody hole was opened between the opponent's eyebrows!
At this moment, the fucking Mozambique shooting method and the shoulder-level shooting method are all nonsense. Who can remember?
It's all about a split second's reaction ability, relying on muscle memory gained from daily training over a long period of time.
Burea stood up, his face was covered with sweat beads, the sweat beads were stuck to the weeds, and there was mud next to the weeds.
As soon as he got up, he saw the last Eastern Shan State soldier holding a gun against him. Before he could react, he fired first - bang!
Burea's body swayed, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he quickly fought back with a gun under the smile. The two of them shot each other at each other's bodies across a car, and neither of them regarded the other as a human being!
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
The muzzles of both sides frequently jumped, pulled back, and jumped again. The bodies of both sides were constantly hit by bullets. After being hit, they continued to shake and then were hit again.
But it was the Eastern Shan State soldier who fell in the end. He was not defeated by his marksmanship, reaction, and usual accumulation. In fact, if two people were to do this shirtless, the best outcome for Burea would be to die together...
The problem is, that boy lost because of his identity.
He was just an ordinary soldier, and Bujea was the most favored child, both in Old Joe's time and mine.
Do you know how Lao Qiao trained him?
"As a strong man, what should I do?"
"Train hard!"
Snapped!
A mouth.
"Kill the enemy bravely!"
Snapped!
Another mouth.
"Never betray!"
Old Qiao raised his hand again, but this time he did not strike, but said seriously: "Remember, if you want to become a strong man, never take off that body armor."
Burea really remembered this sentence. Not only did he wear the body armor that Lao Qiao gave him to this day, he also bought a short one and put it on inside.
Lao Qiao forgot.
Otherwise, how could Burea exchange fire with that big-headed soldier?
Tiger?
puff!
Burea tilted his head, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat. His vision went dark, and he knelt on the ground with his hands dangling.
That's a gun. The fact that you're wearing a bulletproof vest only means that the bullet didn't penetrate your body. How could it not have any impact at such a close range?
Burea felt like his internal organs were being shattered and he couldn't breathe smoothly. He knelt on the ground and leaned against the car door to tear off the buttons of his coat. He then tore off the normal body armor with a 'stab' sound. Finally, I felt a little more comfortable, but the blood on the corner of my mouth could not be changed.
In the dizziness, Bujea struggled to get up, pulled hard on the car door, opened the door and pulled me out of the car. In fact, I felt something, but I was too dizzy to open my eyes and couldn't react.
"elder brother?"
"elder brother!"
Burea pulled my hands aside, slapped my chest with a big palm, and immediately raised his fist as big as the mouth of a bowl - bump!
One punch!
It is no exaggeration to say that at that time I even stuck out my legs and lifted my neck up, almost breaking it.
As a person who has experienced emergency situations, I feel I am qualified to talk about my feelings at that time. The effect of that punch is not only to resuscitate the heart and lungs. For me, the situation at that time was insufficient blood supply to the brain due to the impact. …
how to say……
There is a kind of unstable cranial pressure, and I always feel an uncomfortable feeling in my head, but it is not pain.
Burea's punch was like squeezing the heart hard, squeezing out all the blood in the heart. People immediately felt that the intracranial blood supply was gradually returning to normal, and even the intracranial pressure felt unstable. gradually disappear.
This is all I, a person who has never learned first aid, understand from the perspective of the rescued person.
bump!
Bujea punched me again, and when he raised his fist for the third time with a twisted face, I opened my eyes immediately.
I'm really afraid that this guy will be beaten to death!
So scared.
"elder brother!"
When Burea saw me opening my eyes, he immediately smiled and quickly helped me up from the ground: "Brother, are you okay?"
I really want to spit in his face!
You were hit by a pickup truck and the front of your head was smashed into a V-shape. Are you okay? ah!
But in my anger, I saw Bure'a's livid face and the blood hanging from the corners of his mouth. Then I turned my head and saw the body lying on the ground...
I seemed to understand everything.
I grabbed Burea's hand, and taking advantage of the temporary safety, I said the first thing I said: "Kill that woman to death, and don't even spare a breath!"
We can't let her go back alive. This has nothing to do with being petty, it's mainly due to fear.
When Boureat stood up, held the gun, and went to pull the half-opened car door, I didn't see any reluctance in his eyes. However, after he opened the car door, he was stunned for a moment, and then slowly moved half of the way. Personal position.
In the gap, I only saw the empty back seat of the car and another open door...
Wow! !
and the cries of children all over the surrounding mountains and plains... (End of this chapter)
