The muzzle of the pistol in Musuto's hand was raised at an angle, and the brass cartridge case flew out, drawing a parabola in the air, and fell to the ground two meters away from Musuto. Green smoke repeatedly floated from the mouth of the hot cartridge case.
come out.
Yang Jin, who was running, suddenly felt a huge impact force falling on his left leg. His body fell forward uncontrollably and fell to the ground. Then severe pain came from his left leg, and he was instantly stunned.
Yang Jin's forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Yang Jin lowered his head and looked at his left leg. A bullet pierced his eye just above his knee. Blood gushes out of the bullet hole and soon dyed his camouflage pants red. The bullet might have
The bone was injured. As long as Yang Jin moved slightly, severe pain would be felt in his leg. The pain made Yang Jin gasp and cold sweat break out on his forehead.
"Yang Jin!"
Li Ran discovered that Yang Jin, who had been following him, suddenly disappeared. When he turned around, he found that he had been shot and fell to the ground.
Without saying a word, Li Ran immediately turned back, bent down and pulled him to the side of the tree trunk. Looking at the bleeding wound on his leg, he asked nervously: "How are you?"
Yang Jin stuffed his backpack into Li Ran's hands and said, "I can't leave, so take your things and leave quickly!"
Li Ran glanced at the backpack that Yang Jin stuffed back into him, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he was blocked by Yang Jin.
"I know what you want to say. You are also an elite member of the Longyin Army after all. You have experienced much more actual combat than me. You should know many things better than me, right?"
Yang Jin glanced at Li Ran, who was silent, and said: "During the selection of special forces, you are always asked those strange questions. One of the questions is, 'During the execution of the mission, if your comrades are injured.
What will you do if you are injured and lose the ability to continue moving forward?', I remember my answer at the time was 'leave the injured comrade behind, and I will continue to perform the mission myself.' And my brother who participated in the selection with me, he answered
I would take my injured comrades with me, and then I passed that level of selection, and he was eliminated."
"Have you participated in the selection of special forces?" Li Ran asked Yang Jin with some surprise.
"Special Forces..."
Yang Jin sighed softly and said: "Every year during the military recruitment, a considerable number of those silly boys who secretly went to the recruitment office to sign up without telling their families went to that mysterious place. I was the same way back then. But.
I actually put on the military uniform and walked into the military camp, only to realize that everything on TV was nonsense. It was not as easy to get into that place as I thought. Those who could get in there were really selected from ten thousand.
Elite. I was lucky enough to go in and experience it, and survived for more than half a year before being kicked out. Many people only heard about the special forces until they were demobilized and returned home, including where the special operations base was and what was inside.
I don’t even know what life is like.”
"Dragon Hidden Force, a special force among the special forces. I still remember when I participated in the selection, when the veterans of the special forces mentioned the words 'Dragon Hidden Force', they all looked forward to it, so many things,
You don’t need me to say it, you should understand it!”
Li Ran looked at Yang Jin with a calm face, gritted his teeth, patted his shoulder, and said, "Take care! If you die, I will avenge you, and I will do what I say!" After saying that, he picked up his backpack and turned his head.
Just run.
Yang Jin looked at Li Ran's back, took out a cigarette box in a ziplock bag from the pocket of his camouflage uniform, opened the metal cigarette box, and a row of Chinese cigarettes were neatly discharged inside. Yang Jin took out a cigarette
, bite it in your mouth, close the cigarette case, use the lighter that comes with the cigarette case to light the cigarette, and take a deep breath.
Maybe it was because he smoked too quickly, and because he hadn't smoked for a long time, Yang Jin was choked and coughed, "Old Jiao, your manager can't reach me now, I've been hiding this pack of cigarettes for so long
"Is it easy for me? It's a pity, I probably won't be able to finish this pack of cigarettes." Yang Jin took another puff of cigarettes.
Maybe it was because of nicotine, or maybe because he was distracted, Yang Jin found that the injury on his leg was not as painful as before. Hearing the "rustling" footsteps behind him, Yang Jin said
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he glanced at the observation hole on the magazine. After confirming the number of bullets remaining in the magazine, he leaned out from behind the tree trunk and swept out a long shot at the pursuing "Qingmin Party" militants.
Burst shot.
Yang Jin's long burst of fire was followed by a burst of intensive strafing. The bullets hit the tree trunk that Yang Jin was leaning on, and sawdust flew into the air, forcing Yang Jin to be pinned against the back of the tree trunk again.
Just when Yang Jin thought he would be beaten into a sieve in this dense rain of bullets, Musuto shouted loudly to the "Qingmin Party" militants to stop shooting, and even kicked one of them holding an AK
-47 automatic rifle, the militants who kept rushing out kicked them to the ground and shouted angrily.
In an instant, the dense gunfire disappeared, and Yang Jin's ears were still buzzing because of the noisy gunfire.
Yang Jin clicked his ears, spit out the cigarette butt from his mouth, and muttered: "These bastards are going to survive."
A dozen armed men quickly surrounded Yang Jin, who was leaning on the tree trunk, and removed the weapons in his hands. An armed man stepped forward, searched Yang Jin's body, and found the cigarette box.
Then give it to Musuto.
Musuto tore off the plastic bag and opened the cigarette box. When he saw the neatly arranged rows of Chinese cigarettes in the cigarette box, his eyes suddenly lit up. He picked one up and bit it in his mouth, using an old one.
After lighting the zippo lighter, he took a nice puff, then put the metal cigarette case into his pocket with satisfaction, squatted down, blew out a puff of smoke at Yang Jin, and asked in English: "What do you have in your bag?"
Something? Where is your companion?"
"My English is good, but I thought you *** armed forces were all illiterate." Yang Jin snorted coldly and said.
Hey!
Musuto pressed the cigarette butt in his hand on the back of Yang Jin's hand, stared at him with cold eyes, and asked again: "Tell me, what is in the backpack you are protecting? And where are your companions?"
"ah--!"
The pain on the back of his hand made Yang Jin couldn't help but shiver. His hand burned by the cigarette butt trembled slightly. Yang Jin's face was covered in cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and said to Musuto: "I want to know what's in the backpack."
What is it? It’s very simple. Just chase the person yourself and then grab the things and you’ll know, right?” 8