A War Between Spies

Waiting for a while, this time no explosion sounded, Yang Yi and Zhang Yong climbed the roadbed in unison.

The enemy shot on the top of the building in an orderly manner, specifically to fill the gun.

Yang Yi climbed back again, and then Zhang Yong quickly stepped back and climbed down. Shen Sheng said: "Well, it's over, one can't run, Fake!"

Zhang Yong suddenly angered: "Is there such a fight? Here is the site of others, just arrange two eyeliners and know that there is a big team coming, the life of the mercenary is also a fate! Fak! As long as there are several people The sentinel, early detection of our actions, this is simply to die."

Slowly, Zhang Yong continued to anger: "This is a big hairy two hairs, but his mother is not a thing! The boss is not a thing, the **** is a bastard! Really **** ah, your ancestors!"

Except for Zhang Yong, no one has any interest in opening. Only Zhang Yong has been jealous and has been jealous.

Now it’s not Yang Yi, they don’t want to run, but they can’t run, because although they only ran a distance of just over 300 meters, they all ran at the speed of 100 meters, or they were fully armed. Running, is the overdraft of all the potential to play and run.

Therefore, the mind of escape is very urgent, but if you don't take a break, Yang Yi really can't run.

After two minutes of rest, although the two legs still trembled, but Yang Yi feels that his leg is back, and then the fire-like lungs can breathe.

Panting, Yang Yi trembled: "Don't worry, keep running."

Jetero whispered: "Don't, we're probably safe, we can't run now."

After that, Jetero handed his rifle to Yang Yi and whispered: "I can't just go back. If I stay here, I will die. As long as Xiaode is still there, I can't stay here. I have to leave, I have to leave! Man, help me, give me a shot!"

"what?"

Jetero looked at his body and then reached for a poke on his lap. The evil voice said: "Come here!"

Zhang Yong whispered: "You are stupid! How do you run a shot on your leg? Let us carry you? And it is dangerous to beat your legs. You still use a rifle. You want to lose a piece of meat, a pistol!"

Jetero whispered: "I can't go without hurting! The enemy uses ak, I must also use ak!"

Brian said: "Take your shoulders, hit the edges of the ribs, and watch the injury is nothing. It’s good to shoot two shots, you can definitely go!"

Jetero looked like he was crying. He trembled: "But I am wearing bulletproof vest..."

"Take off the bullet-proof vest, and say that we took off the bullet-proof vest when we were checking the injury. Believe me, it’s better than shooting a shot on your leg. Don't waste time!"

Jetero closed his eyes and let him lie back, lying in a big shape and biting his teeth: "Come on!"

Yang Yi raised the rifle, and then Jetero suddenly said: "Man, look at it! Don't fight..."

Yang Yi put down the gun and said: "I..."

Brian quickly climbed to Yang Yi and took the AK74 rifle. Then he stepped back and whispered: "You can't get too close, the gunpowder residue will be sprayed on the person. If you have a heart, you can find it is close. The gun is open, he can't hit the edge of the rib wearing a bullet-proof vest, otherwise the effect looks better."

Jetero cried and said: "Can you stop talking?"

"do not move!"

After Brian said a word, he shot a shot and the bullet passed through Jetro's shoulder.

"Oh!"

Jetro screamed, then he slammed up and looked at the left shoulder of his gun. Then he gritted his teeth: "Enough! I feel enough!"

Brian Shen said: "How can this kind of minor injury get you out of the battlefield? Lay well, don't move, otherwise it may blow your stomach."

Jetero lay back on the floor again, closing his eyes and gnashing his teeth. "Hurry!"

Brian was a shot and the bullet hit Jetro's right chest.

The blood rushed out, and Yang Yi looked at the bullet hole as if it were on the lungs, so he was frightened.

"I...Fuck! You hit his lungs!"

Jetero slammed up, then he looked down at his chest, and he was very scared: "What? Just kidding? Oh, Shet! You killed me!"

"To shut up!"

Brian said: "You can't die!"

Yang Yi quickly climbed over to check out Jetro's injury. The bullet looked like it hit the right chest. The wound looked terrible, but in fact the bullet was rubbed from the front of the chest and only plowed a blood ditch. ..

Zhang Yong has been staring at the enemy's movements. He hurriedly said: "Someone is out, they are not going to whip the body or rushing to us."

Yang Yi Chao Brian gave a thumbs up, then pulled Jetero and hurriedly said, "Let's get out!"

"Oh, it hurts!"

Yang Yi took the injured arm of Jetero. He hurriedly said, "Oh! Let's run!"

After another two-minute delay, Yang Yi and Chris set up Jetro~www.readwn.com~ Several people bent over and ran to the position when they came quickly.

The enemy is no longer shelling. Maybe they are not very interested in chasing a few fish that are missing the net. After all, the level of Yang Yi’s performance tonight is obviously the color of the miscellaneous fish. It is also possible to pursue them.

From start to finish, the Trident fired two shots at Brian, playing Jetello.

No matter how unwilling to say the boss's bad words, Jetero couldn't help it at this time. Seeing that hundreds of people were treated as cannon fodder, Druid about this extremely irresponsible boss fool.

"Fuck! This bastard, so many people are dead like this! No value, idiot, Fuck! I don't play, I have to go to the wound, bye, Ukraine, Fuck!"

Turning a corner, basically it is completely safe, Yang Yi their speed slowed down, and the Jeter who was just stunned suddenly looked like he was about to die, and even the strength of his speech was gone.

When Yang Yi was able to return to the parking position, Xiao De asked them to wait in the car as early as possible, and the cars were all started.

Besides, Djokovic did not even send a car to answer Jetero.

Looking at Jetero was dragged back by the frame, Xiao De about to stick out his head from the window, loudly said: "What is going on?"

Jetero was dragged to the front of Djokovic's car, and then he dying: "Come on! There is an ambush here, all over, fast withdrawal!"

"You... go! Go!"

Xiao Dejo put his hand on his hand, and his driver immediately opened the throttle and slammed it out.

Djokovic began to leave, he only looked out again, and spoke to Jetero: "Quickly withdraw! Keep up! You have to go to the hospital..."

Jetro’s mouth began to pump, and Yang Yi whispered: “This bastard!”