Chapter 155 I owe you once

Wu Xian walked to the sniper site he chose with a gun in his arms, set up the gun, lay on the ground and took out a compressed biscuit and nibbled it twice. He felt something was wrong in front of him.

He took out AK-47 and shot several three points at the place where he felt something was wrong, and a blood arrow suddenly soared in a bush. The compressed biscuit bit in Wu Xian's mouth immediately fell down and shouted, "Enemy attack!"

The AK in his hand did not stop roaring, and Wu Xian wondered why these YN rebels were so close silently.

The person who had heard the gunfire heard Wu Xian shouting, but although he didn't see any figure in front of him, he fired at some places with his feeling.

When the rebels saw that their side had been found, they suddenly jumped up from the ground and were not hiding. Looking at the distance that could charge, all the government troops took a breath of cold air. If that person hadn't reminded him, most of his group would have been here.

Since I see people, it's much easier to do. At this moment, everyone doesn't care about the bullets in their hands and vent on the other party. At this moment, either you die or I die. Who cares how many bullets there are?

Under the desperate attack of that group of rebels, they broke into more than ten meters and almost fought face to face, but at this moment, the heavy weapons in the hands of No. 3 and No. 9 began to roar.

Just now, neither of them took action. Now looking at the rebels close at hand, the heavy weapons in their hands immediately exert their destructive power. Looking at the rebels falling like wheat in front of them, the people behind who are ready to rush up are completely cowardly. The people who were hit by these heavy weapons are like small explosives on their bodies, and their bodies are broken like a performance art being staged, with flesh and blood flying, feeling a little like Shura hell.

The people in the back are not better. The person in front of them was blown up, but the power of the bullet has not decreased much. Often after killing the person in front of them, the person behind is unlucky, or lucky, and they are killed directly. Unlucky, he was broken by bullets and howled on the ground. He may be howling a second ago, and then his head was blown up by the flow of bullets behind him. But some lucky guys are still not killed in such a bullet rain, but their bodies have turned into a hornet's nest. It's really worse than death!

There was a sudden move of No. 3 and No. 9. The person who was just about to charge immediately ran back. At this moment, he only hated that he had two fewer legs.

Although people in the direction of No. 3 and 9 were repulsed, people from other directions came closer. After the 3rd and 9th repulsed the people in the same direction, they immediately rushed to Wu Xian's direction with a gun. Wu Xian's position is the key place for the rebels. Who let Wu Xian see through their offensive intentions?

The bullets in the AK magazine in Wu Xian's hand have fallen at a rapid speed. Several empty magazines have been discarded on the ground next to him. The trees he hid have been dented. Fortunately, there are still several government soldiers and Jazz beside him who resisted together. Otherwise, they would have been alone. The group of rebels were beaten into a sieve.

The Jazz next to him suddenly threw the gun in his hand to the ground and shouted, "Fuck!" This surprised Wu Xian very much. Wu Xian's image of Jazz is definitely a elegant aristocrat. He has never seen him say a dirty word. He is gentle at any time, which makes people feel that this person is not a mercenary, but a successor trained by an aristocratic family, but now Jazz has no image. He was scolded and probably forced by the group of rebels.

Wu Xian saw the Jazz pull out his Ruger p08. This gun is like Jazz, elegant and noble, and he is also an aristocrat in the pistol. Although it was a gun during World War II, it still hasn't changed its nobility. Wu Xian didn't know why the Jazz chose such a self-defense pistol, but now Wu Xian knows.

The Jazz added a drum to the back of the gun, and the original holster turned into a stock, and now the pistol can be said to be a rifle. The 32-shot bullet capacity, coupled with the pure carved and gold-laid logo on the gun, makes the gun feel like something put in the museum or the collection of a rich man's house, and is definitely not a murder weapon on the battlefield.

Jazz took a deep breath and ran outside with a gun, ready to pick up a dead government AK not far away, and shot while running, but the power of Jazz's pistol could not resist the fierce attack of so many firearms. Although he fired several shots and killed several rebels, he was still hit in the thigh by a bullet in the rain.

Jazz was hit in the thigh by a bullet and immediately fell to the ground. He tried to get up and run out of the fire area, but the physical pain made Jazz unable to escape for his life at all. At this moment, Jazz's heart was desolate, and he could only pull the trigger in his hand on the ground, hoping to pull a few rebels before he died.

Wu Xian's face trembled when he saw the jazz falling in the bullets. Finally, Wu Xian seemed to have made up his mind and roared at No. 3 and 9 who were coming: "Fire cover!!"

When No. 3 and No. 9 heard Wu Xian shouting like this, the gun in his hand also opened fire on the group of rebels without hesitation, even if he was under the muzzle of the rebels.

Wu Xian saw that the firepower of the rebels weakened and rushed out with his AK on his back. While shooting, he ran to Jazz, pressed the trigger with his right hand and shot the rebels in front of him. His left hand pulled Jazz's backpack strap on the ground, exerted his feet and retreated quickly.

Seeing Wu Xian doing this, all the rebels were unwilling and no longer care about the firepower of No. 3 and No. 9 and released bullets at Sirs and Wu Xian. His brother was killed by these two people the most. Now they have retreated like this. I'm sorry to everyone.

Wu Xian dragged the Jazz back, and the bullet fell to him without any track. The whizzing sound made Wu Xian's adrenaline soar. This kind of game comparable to death is an unavoidable thing. Although Wu Xian pulled the Jazz and retreated quickly, the two were still bitten all over by the bullets almost like a rain curtain. Fortunately, they did not really bite into the meat.

Wu Xian finally dragged Jazz behind a stone. Jazz picked up the AK on the ground and could finally fight back. Wu Xian gasped for a few meters away. He was almost shot in the head just now. Fortunately, his body was better than his own nerves. Before the danger arrived, he made the greatest dodge to save his life.

With the support of No. 3 and No. 9, the rebels were also repulsed. No. 3 and No. 9 ran to Wu Xian and steadily guarded Wu Xian. Wu Xian was covered with cold sweat, but when he saw No. 3 and No. 9 coming to him, his heart beat violently and calmed down.

After hitting all the AK bullets in his hand, Jazz also shrank his head back. Looking at Wu Xian, who was sweaty, his eyes were full of gratitude and said to Wu Xian, "I owe you once!" I don't care whether Wu Xian understands or not, but at this moment, Jazz has admitted that Wu Xian is a brother.

Looking at the retreating rebels, the Jazz also called the Black Widow on the radio. Black Widow, come to me, I've been shot."

The black widow ran over with her sniper rifle and saw the Jazz with Wu Xian's three transformation soldiers. Her eyes showed a trace of doubt, but she still took out the equipment from the medical box and operated on the Jazz.

When Wu Xian saw that the black widow arrived, he took his gun and walked away. The sweat on his head was not dry, which stimulated the wound on his face and made Wu Xian blink.

Wu Xian went to his place just now, picked up his SVD, leaned against the beaten tree, closed his eyes and rested slightly.

There was no need to rush out to save Jazz just now. The fate of the mercenary is to die in a foreign land one day! But Wu Xian rushed out when he saw the Jazz fall to the ground. Nothing else, just because the Jazz took care of himself before. Although it may be said that it was just some unintentional, Wu Xian still remembered it. Although Wu Xian felt that he had gradually become a mad dog, he still remembered a sentence, the kindness of dripping water should be reciproached by a spring! This may also be the human nature that has not been extinguished in my heart, and I am supporting Wu Xian to do that!

Hearing a scream from the Jazz, Wu Xian showed an impervious smile on the corners of his mouth, but his heart was extremely relaxed! As for what the Jazz said, Wu Xian didn't care about it. Even God didn't know that he would die on the battlefield that day, not to mention the Jazz?