The desert night became more and more gloomy. The cold wind blew through the undulating dunes and low-lying sand, making rustling and whistling sounds.
Violent gunshots were heard everywhere in the base, as well as human screams from time to time, all of which showed that this place had now become a fighting battlefield.
The dagger in Shangguan Xiong's hand kept piercing the enemy's corpse until the handle was soaked with blood and even slipped from his hand. Only then did he suddenly realize that the enemy's body was cold and stiff.
The enemy had already been completely killed by his violent sword thrusts.
The pungent blood had soaked Shangguan Xiong's clothes, and it also filled his body with the smell of death.
Shangguanxiong pushed the corpse away from his body, and the corpse rolled twice. Shangguanxiong quickly stood up from the ground and saw that the enemy's back had been stabbed to pieces with his dagger.
If he continued to stab, he was afraid that the dagger would penetrate the corpse and stab himself.
Even though Shangguan Xiong had killed not a hundred people but probably dozens in his life, when he saw the bloody mess on the back of his "masterpiece" tonight, he felt a twinge in his stomach.
It shouldn't be a tumbling motion.
However, it is impossible to give Shangguan Xiong any room to feel disgusted now. He must fight now.
At the same time, Shangguanxiong's eyes followed the direction to the west, where the brightest star hung in the sky.
On a certain sand dune under the star, Shangguanxiong believed that Zhang Tiegen must be standing there looking at the base at this time. His strong self-esteem prompted Shangguanxiong's heart to never allow Zhang Tiegen to laugh at him.
Therefore, Shangguanxiong must continue to fight hard to find these elusive enemies one by one and kill them!
After wiping off the thick bloodstains from his injury on his clothes, Shangguanxiong broke open the dagger that was still tightly held in the enemy's hand, and rushed out again towards the back.
Suddenly, a scream came, and Luosuo was hit continuously by a master from Hell. Luosuo then fell to the ground, his head was almost blank, and blood was constantly flowing out of the corner of his mouth. He was obviously beaten.
The enemy was hit very hard and almost completely lost the ability to resist.
In fact, at this time, even if the screw wanted to get up from the ground, it was no longer possible.
Just when the enemy was about to step forward to end the life of the screwed man, there was a sudden gunshot, and bang! The hell master was shot in the head from behind by Scissorhands.
"Oops!" Even though Scissorhand saved the screw, he had to pay a price for it. The enemy he was fighting in a duel punched a hole in his arm, and blood immediately flowed out.
"Grass Mud Horse!" Scissorhand swore angrily, rushed forward, used his injured arm, and hugged his opponent without caring about the injury, causing him to scream in pain.
However, the Chinese soldiers are really amazing, and physical pain cannot extinguish Scissorhand's fighting will. His left hand instantly raised the pistol and put it against the enemy's temple with a swipe.
Bang!
Scissorhand pulled the trigger, and the bullet instantly exploded into the enemy's temple. The flying blood and brain matter hit Scissorhand's face, and the impact caused his body to fall backwards to the ground.
In an instant, Scissorhands killed the enemy.
Kicking away the enemy's body that was pressing on him, Scissorhands quickly got up from the ground and rushed towards the screw that fell on the ground, ignoring the injuries on his arms and the huge pain caused by it.
Putting down the pistol and raising Screw up from the ground with one hand, Scissor said urgently: "Screw, how are you?"
"I, I may not be able to survive..." Screw opened his eyes and looked at the tall and strong Scissorhand, and said feebly: "Were you also scattered by the enemy? You hurry up and join up with your people. The enemies here are too dangerous.
Already."
"Stop talking nonsense, I won't leave you alone! Our army has never left any comrades alone and is afraid of death!" Scissorhand said with red eyes: "I will carry you out, and everything will be fine!"
As he said that, Scissorhand was about to pick up the screw with one hand, but Screw stopped him and said: "Scissorhand, don't be like this, I don't want to get you involved..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Scissorhand said, calling his combat team members through the wireless headset to come quickly to meet him and cover him and Screw's retreat from the battlefield.
Today's Scissorhands can no longer care about fierce fighting or not. Now human life is the most precious. In the past, the domestic army simply used human life to block the enemy's gun. In this era, this should also be changed.
Changed.
As a soldier, you must have the will to fight, and it must be extremely strong, but you also need to cherish and cherish human life!
However, what makes Scissorhands very sad and angry is that only two of his five members who were scattered by the enemy can respond to his orders at this time. This means that the remaining three members are probably already
More bad luck than good.
"Grass and mud horse!" Scissorhand scolded angrily, but he quickly lifted Screw up from the ground and carried him on his back.
However, before Scissorhand could take two steps, a gunshot rang out from behind, and Scissorhand fell to his knees on one foot.
With a person on his back, Scissorhands' target was too obvious and he was shot directly.
All of a sudden, the cold sweat broke out from Scissorhands' body, and the shadow of death fell on the minds of Scissorhands and Screw.
"Put me down and go quickly!" Screw said urgently to the scissors.
"I can't leave you alone!" Scissorhand said very stubbornly. "You must live!"
At this time, the master of Hades had already rushed over. With a swipe, Scissorhand put down the screw with his only arm, raised his pistol in a kneeling position, and just followed the opponent's killer and started shooting.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
…
With every gunshot, it fell to the ground behind Scissorhand, and leaning against the screws on Scissorhand's back, you could feel Scissorhand's body shaking violently.
Finally, click, click...
Scissorhands has used up all the bullets in the magazine.
At the same time, the gunfire from both sides suddenly stopped.
The night wind howls.
Screw, who was still bleeding, felt that Scissorhands' body had been kneeling on the ground for him to lean on, but it was motionless.
"Scissors, Scissorhands, cut..." Screw weakly called Scissorhand's name, but he never got any response.
His vision went dark, and Screw leaned behind Scissorhands, motionless.
The night wind blew across the ground, raising a trace of yellow sand and hitting the two motionless people.
