"I really owed you something in my previous life." Long Yue cursed in a low voice and kicked open the car door.

"Long Yue! What are you doing?" SCAR heard the noise and looked back to see that Long Yue had already gotten out of the car. In the distance, a mercenary looked over and raised his gun.

"I owe you!" Long Yue said angrily and rolled away from that position. The next second, a short shot hit the ground.

SCAR quickly fired bullets at the person who had just fired. The mercenary tried to hide, but his movements were half a beat too slow. A ball of red and white liquid came out from behind his head and he fell down.

Long Yue rolled to avoid the gunfire and did not stop. He jumped behind another bunker with a single stride. He paused for a few seconds holding the gun, then rushed out on the S line. Before entering the lead car, he jumped forward and rolled again, and the bullet

Chasing his ass, he shot all the way, and the last shot almost hit his heel and entered the soil. Thanks to Long Yue's strong skills, he leaned against the door of the leading car without any damage.

"Let's go!" Long Yue grabbed the girl's arm and shouted. The firepower on both sides became more intensive, and some faint shouts could still be heard. The mercenaries restored their organization in a short time, and they also realized that this group was planning to run away.

, on the way over.

"I...I'm scared." The girl's voice was timid. Long Yue quickly glanced at it and found no wounds or blood.

"You're so scared, if you stay here any longer, you'll be demolished!" Long Yue exerted force on his arm, and with a cry of surprise, the girl was pulled up from the ground, and was carried on his shoulders by Long Yue, while the AKM fell on the ground.

Falling to the ground, two flames spit out from the muzzle of the gun. This poorly made rifle actually went off when it fell. Long Yue picked up the girl and did not return the same way. Instead, he chose the side with more cover. The speed dropped.

, there must be a way to compensate. Although the other side went around a bit, it was better because there were more bunkers. Long Yue rushed to the back of the car without stopping, and rushed directly to the next bunker and to the third bunker.

There was another sudden stop in front of him, and he rushed over with a half-crouched body. A few smart mercenaries estimated the position and fired, but they hit the empty space. If there is a prize for escaping, Long Yue's actions are definitely

It was a good thing that he could win a prize, but it was a pity that he could still play tricks with the mercenaries on the opposite side in such a nervous situation. Several mercenaries began to shoot with guns, but Long Yue did not stop, and several bullets were drawn around him.

As for whether the hot flow hit Long Yue, he didn't care or care about it. All he had to do now was run, run fast. Long Yue ran to the back of the truck and saw a few people who were about to close the door.

"Go on!" Long Yue threw the girl up. The people sitting outside were the hurricane people. They were about to close the door when they received this thing. They were full of doubts. But now the situation was urgent, so they had to put the girl into the carriage.

With one push, the car was closed tightly.

"Let's go!" Long Yue rushed into the passenger seat and lay down on the passenger seat. The SCAR, which had been prepared for a long time, kicked the accelerator hard, and green smoke rose from the wheels, like a string pulling away.

Like an arrow, it knocked through the school bus blocking the road and flew away, leaving behind a bunch of stunned mercenaries.

"Are you okay?" SCAR asked without looking back. She stared at the road intently. She had squeezed every ounce of power out of this dilapidated truck, and she was dealing with this situation with her unskilled driving skills.

Don't dare to be too distracted at all.

"It should be fine." Long Yue closed the car door and touched his body. All the limbs were still intact. The calf was scratched by a bullet, which should have been hit by the misfiring AKM. Before he had time to rejoice, his left arm burst.

Severe pain came, and Long Yue saw a stain of blood in the corner of his eyes.

"Oh, it doesn't seem so perfect." Long Yue took out a dagger and cut open his clothes. A small piece of his left arm was cut off by a bullet. Long Yue's movements were slightly larger, and the dark red blood flowed more solidly.

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"Hit?" SCAR glanced at it and was about to apply the brakes.

"Don't stop, keep driving, go to the safe house." Long Yue took out the tourniquet from the first aid kit and tied it under the wound.

Safe houses are part of the pmc's necessities for executing commissions. Some are provided by employers, and some are set up by companies. Strong teams will even set up their own safe houses. A safe house in a secret place can make you exhausted when you are out of ammunition and food.

There is always a safe haven. Although it may be very simple, it can still allow you to sleep peacefully and even have a sip of hot soup. The safe house can be in any secret place: basement, warehouse, abandoned subway station, or even purchased

A larger apartment is used as a safe house. With 141's current financial resources, it is definitely impossible to afford a safe house, and it is impossible for Hurricane to share their safe house with Long Yue, so this time the safe house is provided by the employer.

It is located in the basement of an abandoned building. The safe house equipment set up in such an unreliable place will not be perfect. It is only for temporary use. If it is too good, it will be expensive and laborious. And this kind of task is also

Normally, if there is no need for a safe house, the PMCs would not take it seriously. But today, this safe house for errands was the only life-saving straw for the two teams.

The truck stopped in front of an abandoned building. There are really as many abandoned buildings as this in the yellow zone. The reason most of the buildings are empty is because of the plague. As long as you see the yellow cordon outside, or

The buildings spray-painted with biochemical pollution signs are all confirmed to have infected people. Most of these buildings will eventually be empty. They may have been moved or evacuated, but more often than not, there will be no one left, and they will die on their own.

At home, it was not until the smell of corpses finally wafted out from inside that everyone knew what had happened. Then people in chemical protective suits came from house to house, pried open the doors, took out the corpses, took them away, and disposed of them harmlessly, leaving behind a building of empty buildings.

An empty building where people live. There is no point in exploring the story of this building. Now it is just an external disguise of a safe house.

All the people in the car got out of the car and walked into the building. The safe house was in the basement. The two teams went down the safe passage, opened a heavy security door, and entered a shabby room.

Yes, it is truly shabby. Not to mention functional partitions and equipment, there is not even a bed in this room, just a few mattresses. The rest of the things are also in a mess, and the only neat thing is the rations.

boxes, which were neatly stacked in a relatively dry corner.

"I feel like the Vietnam War was only this difficult." Long Yue looked around and smacked his lips.

"It would be nice to have a place. Are you still hesitant?" SCAR took out the first aid kit and motioned for Long Yue to sit down. Long Yue was also happy to see the result and sat down against the wall on the mattress pointed by SCAR.

He moved too much and pulled the wound, and he grinned again.

"What song is Mr. Captain singing again today?" SCAR picked up the hydrogen peroxide and poured it in without caring about Long Yue's feelings. The moment the liquid touched the wound, Long Yue's forehead immediately became covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat.

"You see, you can't just ignore it. And you can't just throw away thousands of dollars." Long Yue replied with a stiff expression, looking like a miser.

"It's not yours, and there's no benefit in keeping it safe." SCAR sprinkled styptic powder, wrapped it with a compression bandage, and loosened the tourniquet.

"Who said that? Whatever I rescued is mine." Long Yue acted like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"No gangster in Dongcheng District is as shameless as you." SCAR rolled his eyes at him and sat down against the wall.

"Just watch, they will start to attack after they calm down." SCAR suddenly said.

"Making trouble? What kind of trouble are you making?"

"You saved someone who shouldn't have been saved." SCAR glanced at the girl huddled in the corner and said: "It was still possible to save someone in that situation. It can only be said that we are very lucky. Those who are afraid of death will not dare to do this.

Play. Now they are too nervous and will vent their anger everywhere." SCAR tapped the chin of the Hurricanes team members. Long Yue looked in the direction she pointed. Several people's eyes were slightly dull, and the hand holding the gun was also

Shake. Before he could speak, one of them ran up to him.

"What are you doing to save that human shield?" Long Yue recognized that this was the support soldier of the Hurricane Team: Hump. His mood was very abnormal. It was a feeling of excessive tension. The HK416 in his hand was shaking slightly.

As he stood, his whole body seemed to be tuned to the tightest string, ready to break at any time.
Chapter completed!