Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Wu Feng waved away the suspended dust in front of his eyes, and didn't rush into the small space that was built.

If you look closely, you will find that this space cannot squeeze a grown man like him.

Although he was somewhat skeptical, he still couldn't believe the speculation that the opponent's sniper was a child.

I just barely guessed that the other party should be a short man.

He stared at the hole that was only two hands wide, his eyes became more and more dangerous, he turned his head, and poked his head out through the window on one side very lightly.

The man's hand was very fast, and the bullet pierced the expanding hot air and shot towards the black shadow hanging on the outer wall of the high wall.

"Ugh!!!" The black shadow made a painful sound, and then lost its strength and fell.

Wu Feng saw with his own eyes that his head was down, his brains exploded all over the floor and disappeared.

"The sniper took care of one, and it went well. What's the situation on your side?" Wu Feng's voice was a little excited, but the cold water was drowned out in the next second, because no one answered on the walkie-talkie.

Only then did he realize something was wrong.

"Brother Huo!"

"Hawkeye?"

No one answered.

Huo Qi's position is still some distance away from the battlefield. According to the current situation, Jiang Fengming is closest to the battlefield, the most dangerous, and his injuries are compounded, so he must be rescued first.

Wu Feng retracted his gun, and as soon as he came out of the building, he felt a force head-on, and subconsciously dodged to the side.

The ground had dozens of holes protruding from the bullets, as did the wall where he was standing.

A team of rebels gathered outside the building, fearing that they were going to flatten the building.

Right now, knowing that the situation is not good, you have to get out before you can save people.

Wu Feng didn't know if he could escape, and he didn't know the situation on the walkie-talkie. He might have been killed, but no matter what, he wanted to say one more thing.

"The sniper successfully killed me. I was surrounded by rebels. Don't save me." After finishing speaking, he ran upstairs.

Although he knew that the higher he ran, the narrower his way of life would be, but he had no choice. He ran out of ammunition and failed to wipe out all the rebels.

On the roof of the building, the wind blows horizontally, and the ruins of the walls are covered with an orange filter.

Wu Feng stood on the top of the building. Even though wars are raging everywhere, this country still has a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere at certain moments.

fascinated him.

He was carrying a gun with no bullets on his back, turned around and looked at the only exit that was about to flood the rebels, his eyes were lonely, regretful,

In fact, he was unwilling, but how could he choose to die like a weak person.

Huo Ge said: Until the moment of real death, you don't know who will win or lose.

When the rebels came up, they were hit with machine guns as soon as their heads appeared, and the people who were hit had stars in their eyes.

Wu Feng's hands and feet were quick, and with a single roll, he snatched the weapon from the fallen rebel.

From nothing to something is just a moment.

He grabbed the rebel's collar with his hand. Human nature is extremely indifferent on a cruel battlefield. In the absence of any cover, it is common to use people to block bullets.

"Brother, I can't help it. The positions are different. I'll let you block the bullet."

Before the star-eyed rebel could react, bloody holes were gouged out by his own people.

With a roundabout kick, Wu Feng kicked the utterly dead rebels several meters away, and the rebels who rushed to the roof of the building directly retreated back again and again.

He fired and fired almost every shot, and the number of rebels can be imagined.

Perhaps because he felt surprised by Wu Feng's fighting power, the rebel leader immediately fired a mortar.

Wu Feng was a soldier, but he was also a human being. Facing such a destructive weapon as a mortar, he also had a look of despair in his eyes.

The rebel leader standing downstairs looked at him with complacent and contemptuous eyes.

Wu Feng frowned, and finally said a word into the walkie-talkie: "The rebel mortars are aimed at me."

But still no echo from the intercom.

At this moment, his heart was ashamed, but there was one thing on his mind. He didn't know if Brother Huo and Hawkeye had been killed.

Life is short, enjoy the moment.

When Wu Feng spread his hands and leaned back, about to fall from the roof, the rebel man who was manipulating the mortar downstairs was shot and fell to the ground in astonishment.

Immediately, the rebels who rushed to the top floor fell to the ground one by one, like dominoes.

A buzzing voice came from the quiet walkie-talkie, it was Jiang Fengming.

"I am still here."

Wu Feng tilted his head, although he was separated by the thick yellow sand and mist, he could still feel the power.

The two words that Jiang Fengming struggled to squeeze out sounded lacking in strength, but they were enough to make people boil.

At the same time, the face of the rebel leader downstairs changed suddenly. Just as he was about to set up the mortar himself, a black hole and hot wound pressed against the back of his head.

Huo Qi's face was covered in blood as if he had been killed from hell, and there was a red scar on his neck, as if he had rolled in yellow sand all over his body.

He suppressed his voice: "Put your head in your hands."

At this moment, the leader of the rebel army knew that the situation was over, so he could only obediently hold his head in his hands, and there was an evil light in his slowly lowered eyes.

I saw him pounce and control the mortar to fire. In an emergency, although he didn't aim, he aimed at the outer wall of the building.

'boom! '

Huo Qi's 'bang bang' was two shots that sent him to meet Hades.

The building Wu Feng was in was crumbling, and the visible shift made his heart beat faster.

"Come down!" Huo Qi's voice was thick and powerful.

"It's too late!" Standing on the roof, Wu Feng clearly felt that the whole building was tilting, and he couldn't go down.

Huo Qi's eyes fell on the building on the other side. Although it was shorter than Wu Feng's building, it looked solid.

"Jump to the top of the building behind you." Huo Qi ran towards the building while talking.

Wu Feng turned around and looked down at the approaching ground, his heart was beating so fast, and when he saw the roof of the building some distance away, his calculations in his heart were a little lost.

But he still listened to Brother Huo and jumped hard.

Just barely, really just barely enough.

Wu Feng raised his head and looked at the roof that was getting farther and farther away, feeling extremely regretful in his heart.

Are you going to stay here?

But a lot of things haven't been done yet.

The gravel fell to the ground and caused dust to fly into the sky, which caused a great obstacle to the line of sight.

Huo Qi's voice came from the roof: "Grab the rope!"

Wu Feng's eyes lit up, he looked at the rope protruding from the dust, then subconsciously stretched out his hand, grasped it tightly, wrapped it around his wrist a few times, and tightly locked the falling body.

Huo Qi on the top of the building looped the rope around a stone pier pillar, increased the friction, and pulled the rope tied to his brother's life.

"Oh!" Wu Feng was hit on the head by a big rock, and then he sent himself through the window with the help of a rope. When his feet hit the ground, his life was saved.

Huo Qi looked down from the bottom of the building and found that the end of the rope was empty. He thought Wu Feng hadn't caught it, so he hurried down from the top of the building.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went down one floor, he saw Wu Feng sitting on the ground with a big bag on his head.

"Almost killed me."