While observing the surroundings intently, Le Pingfan suddenly heard a penetrating sound. His ears immediately stood up, but the surroundings became quiet again, with only the sound of wind and sand... Le Pingfan
He did not relax because of this, but still listened with great concentration. After a long time, the penetrating sound sounded again! This time it was a series of continuous sounds! And the sound from just now was clearer...
Gunshots! And there were more than one! Le Pingfan's eyes widened immediately. Judging from the sound just now, the other party should be approaching in his direction, and there should be two parties, one party chasing the other party... Otherwise
The gunfire can't be so dense!
Put yourself in someone else's shoes, if you were the person having a gunfight in the desert, and suddenly saw a stranger appear in your sight during the gunfight, your first reaction would be to shoot that person...
Because of the influence of the environment and the situation...the appearance of strangers will make both the pursuer and the pursued feel nervous...
Le Pingfan has nothing to offer now, and the only thing he can use to defend himself is a military dagger. It would be a joke to use this kind of thing to fight with firearms in an environment like the desert where there is no barrier... [
He lowered his head and thought for a while, but the gunshot sounded again in his ears, but this time the sound was much clearer than before. Le Pingfan was startled, took a deep breath, and suddenly squatted down and vigorously dug up the gun under his feet.
The sand came... and in a short time, a small pit the size of a person and about thirty centimeters deep was dug out...
His whole body lay directly in, and then Le Pingfan took a deep breath again, pulling the sand on both sides to bury himself... There was less sand on his face, and he could barely breathe... He still didn't have the strength to breathe.
Too big... because breathing too much will cause sand to be sucked in...
I lay motionless in the desert and waited for a while. About twenty minutes later, I heard the sound of gunfire again! But at this moment, the sound of gunfire was already in my ears! Even Le Pingfan
A series of heavy breathing sounds can be heard... Judging from the sound, there should be five or six people chasing one person... However, the physical strength of these people should have reached the limit...
He felt an abnormal flow of sand around him... Le Pingfan knew that these people were running in his direction... Just when he was hesitating whether to continue hiding, he suddenly found that the weight on his body suddenly increased, as if
Something fell on his body, like a layer of sand... Then a clear voice came to Le Pingfan's ears... But these people obviously spoke English... Fortunately, during that period of knowledge assault, Le Pingfan
He has also dabbled in the languages of various countries. He may not be able to express himself fluently now, but he can basically understand the meaning. In addition to English, Le Pingfan can also understand six languages including French and German.
He didn't learn a language, but he didn't learn some other very obscure languages...because he didn't feel it was necessary.
"How about it, Eisenberg. We're out of bullets... It's a pity that you didn't even save the last bullet. Don't worry, we won't let you die particularly happily and chase you into this death."
It's been a full week since we arrived... There were more than 300 of our brothers and now only six of us are still alive... It's been such an unbearable week... But we finally caught up with you... Does your leg hurt?
It doesn’t feel good to be hit by a bullet... Don’t worry, we have plenty of ways to play with you, at least before you die we will definitely let you experience the feeling of heaven.”
"Haha, what does it matter? You won't be able to leave alive anyway... Being able to drag more than 300 people to bury me with me in the last moment of your life... this life is worth it." The man named Eisenberg seemed to laugh.
He said, with no hint of being shot in his voice.
"Hmph! Eisenberg! You, a legend in the mercenary world, are about to die in this land of death. Do you want to keep your poor dignity before the end of your life?" The people who were chasing Eisenberg seemed to
I have an unhappiness urge to say something out loud before I am willing to do it... So I didn't kill him directly, but instead talked about it here... It seems that Eisenberg in their mouth is indeed in bad condition.
Make them feel that there is no danger.
Le Pingfan was buried in the sand, speechless, listening to the conversation above his head that seemed to never end. The longer he was buried in the sand, the more unbearable he became. The surrounding temperature was even more terrifying than the surface temperature. The most important thing was that
Every inch of his skin was in contact with the sand, making him feel as if he was being grilled on a fire! And he could only take the smallest breath, which was about to reach the limit of endurance for Le Pingfan... At this moment, he already felt slightly dizzy.
If he doesn't get out of the sand, he will suffer from heatstroke if he doesn't get suffocated to death...
Listening to the gushing words above, Le Pingfan's heart skipped a beat, and his body suddenly exerted force! He pushed the sand layer above his head directly!