Qin Fei was the first to run to the front of the car, and what he saw in front of him surprised him.
"Qin Fei, save him first!" Jin Donghai sat in the co-pilot and looked at Qin Fei with a painful expression, "Ge Qiming is stuck! Leave me alone, I'm fine!"
At the moment of the collision, in order to protect Jin Donghai, who was sitting in the passenger seat, Ge Qiming swung the car towards him, causing his whole body to be stuck between the steering wheel and the seat.
"Jin Donghai, are you really okay?" Qin Fei asked.
"It's okay if you say it's okay! Why are you so embarrassed!" Jin Donghai shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense! Save my people! Leave me alone!"
"Fuck! You think I'm your soldier!?" Qin Fei responded to Jin Donghai while quickly checking Ge Qiming's body.
"What do you think?"
Ge Qiming is a medical soldier in the detachment, which means that he should be relatively clear about his own injuries.
"Everything else is fine..." Ge Qiming looked like he was sweating, obviously in pain, "The forearm is broken..."
Only then did Qin Fei notice that Ge Qiming's right hand was stuck between the steering wheel and the body armor. Judging from the curvature of the surface, it was indeed broken.
"grass!"
Qin Fei's heart ached slightly as he looked at it.
"Hold it, Qiming!" He pulled out the Mad Dog tactical knife, cut off the safety belt quickly, and tried to get the person out of the gap.
I tried it, but it didn't work. It was clamped too tightly.
The surrounding gunfire gradually became intensive.
"Qin Fei! Move quickly! They are coming!" The ghost held the handle of the Deshka machine gun. Due to the continuous firing, the barrel of the gun was already a little dark red.
Lao Yu, Liu Hai, and sniper Leng Xuanmo have already occupied the surrounding favorable terrain, using buildings as cover to control enemies from several directions.
Since the ghost is very familiar with the situation in the city, the roads he leads are all areas where the militia's defenses and numbers are weakest. For the time being, it can be regarded as buying some time. If the location of the collision is near the base camp or a key guarded location, I am afraid that this No one had time to save the people in the car.
Qin Fei was so anxious that he did not dare to use too much force for fear of further worsening Ge Qiming's injury.
But if we don’t drag the man out, we can’t just leave him there and watch him being beaten to death by the militiamen.
"Damn it, if you can't do it, you cut off my hand..." Although Ge Qiming broke out in cold sweat from the pain, he still gritted his teeth and started joking with Qin Fei, "I said Qin Fei, you are from the 203 unit. , can’t even handle this little thing?”
"Get out! You might as well save some energy and escape later." There was no smile on Qin Fei's face, which was filled with nervousness, "Just because you are in such pain and you can still tell jokes, I, Qin Fei, will give up my life. , keep your hands!"
He thought for a moment and moved to the back of the pickup truck.
At this time, Jin Donghai had also gotten out of the car and followed Qin Fei to the back row.
"What are you going to do?" Jin Donghai asked.
Qin Fei pointed to the driver's seat: "Both of us are idiots. We just forgot that the seats can be folded down!"
After saying that, Qin Fei bent down to find the seat release, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find it!
Could it be that this small Japanese Toyota pickup model is too old and does not have this function?
It's almost impossible to think about it, even products from the early 1980s have the function of adjusting the seat angle.
"What's wrong!?"
"The adjustment handle appears to be broken."
Jin Donghai crouched under the seat and turned on the tactical flashlight.
Under the bright light, the release handle was empty. He saw the release handle that was half broken, expired and rusty.
"Damn it!" Jin Donghai was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother and broke into a sweat: "This thing is bad."
Qin Fei grabbed the backrest of the seat with his hand and pulled it back, only to find that it was a little loose again.
"Jin Donghai, stop scolding me. Come on, you grab one side and I grab the other. The two of us can bend this seat!"
A word woke up the dreamer, how could two special forces soldiers not be able to fix the seats?
"Qiming, bear with it!" Jin Donghai said loudly: "It may hurt a little!"
The two of them yelled "one, two, three" at the same time, and pushed the back of the seat with all their strength.
After pulling hard two or three times, I heard a metallic crunching sound from the connection - bang!
The back of the seat is broken!
On the pickup truck, the Deshka heavy machine gun in Ghost's hand also made a crisp "click" sound at the same time.
The ghost stretched out his hand, trying to pull the bolt to remove the jammed spent bullet and reload it, but after pulling it twice, the bullet still did not reload.
He looked into the barrel of the gun and saw that it was already dark red, and the rear of the barrel and the bayonet at the bullet loading position were already showing signs of deformation.
This old Deshka machine gun was originally a second-hand product and was not well maintained here, so now it has finally come to the end of its life.
Ghost jumped out of the car with the AK-47 and slowly retreated to Qin Fei and Jin Donghai using the carriage as a cover.
"Are you ready!? There's no time!"
Qin Fei carefully lifted Ge Qiming down from the driver's seat.
"Ah - hiss -" The moment he was taken out, Ge Qiming couldn't help but snorted coldly.
"I can walk by myself, don't hold me and let me go to the ground." He said loudly to Qin Fei.
Qin Fei noticed that he was not injured elsewhere, it was really just a broken forearm.
So, he slowly placed Ge Qiming's feet on the ground.
"Okay!" Ghost patted the car door, "Let's evacuate here now. It's not safe here. It's connected in all directions and it's hard to defend."
"Where to retreat!?" Qin Fei asked.
The ghost looked around, pointed to the 10 o'clock direction and said: "Run over there. There is a house over there that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is made of stone. Let's go in there and hide, waiting for rescue."
"Let's go! Get out of here!" Qin Fei waved to Liu Hai who was squatting at the corner of the house on the right: "Follow us, old fish, you and Leng Xuan are silent!"
"Okay!" Lao Yu held the M249 paratrooper-type light machine gun and slowly moved closer to the rear of the team. After everyone gathered together, they began to run along the side of the street in the direction designated by the ghost.
"Two holes, two holes, two helicopters from the special forces of the Yemen government have arrived near Bajil. Please use the laser pointing device to mark your location to the helicopters, and they will help you leave."
"Dong Yao Dong Yao, Dong Liang received it, we immediately looked for a landing place."
After cutting off the call, Liu Hai was overjoyed and informed everyone: "The helicopter of the Nomon government army is here and we can leave!"
"Look! Over there!" Leng Xuan stood silently by the wall, pointing to the sky in the distance.
Sure enough, on a cloudless night, two helicopters were flying towards the city of Bajil with their small lights flashing.
"The wait is finally here, damn it!" Old Yu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.