It's impossible to stay still. It's not like making a movie. They are all veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time. Even if Salem Albert is willing to obey, the rest of the people in the room will not agree.
The main purpose of the half-load of bullets just now was to create chaos, and the actual casualties were not large. It was also because these people were all fully armed, and if they took a few stray bullets, as long as they were not unlucky enough to directly hit their vital points, they would still be capable of fighting.
Therefore, although he said not to move, the first person to move was actually the intruder Asian child, well, that is, Ren Buping himself.
He circled his back, clasped his neck, exerted his strength, stepped on the solid wood steps, and dragged Salem Albert back to the second floor.
"Let them go!" "Stop—" "Shoot again!"
The sky outside had long darkened, and the room was even more gloomy. In the tense atmosphere of threats and intimidation, no one noticed that Seren Albert, who was being held hostage, turned purple.
He couldn't help raising his hand, trying to break open the arm that was tied around his neck. However, the arm, which was not strong, was like steel poured into iron, unable to move at all. After just a few steps, the whites of his eyes rolled up and his hands were weak.
Fall.
One-handed guillotine.
This was being choked out forcefully.
After arriving on the second floor and being temporarily safe, Ren Buping did not hesitate at all. He changed his position and held Seren Albert in his hand, ran to the window in a few steps, and jumped down.
As soon as he landed and had not run a few steps, the sound of gunshots came from above his head. A stream of bullets grazed around his body and fell to the ground, with clods of soil flying. Ren Buping seemed as if he hadn't seen him before, unblinking and just rushing forward.
It was another round of pursuit, but this time the roles of the two sides were reversed. The opponent pursued and blocked Ren Buping, and Ren Buping fled in embarrassment. And it was obvious that compared to the ghostly speed that came and went like the wind before, Ren Buping's figure at this time was quite large.
slow.
After all, with many people in hand, mobility will naturally be affected. Of course, every loss must be gained. With the hostage in hand, the opponent is somewhat defensive and cannot completely let go of firepower. He can only use a shuttle from time to time to try to control Ren Buping's escape.
direction and scope.
Both sides were frozen.
But overall, this short stalemate is undoubtedly more disadvantageous for Ren Buping. Because he is fighting away from home, if he cannot get rid of it immediately, the number of pursuers will only increase. Not to mention that the manpower is exhausted, and he will continue to carry such a heavy load.
I was exhausted from running.
What, why not just kill Ciaran Abbott?
This has something to do with the content of the mission that Ren Buping received. For this overseas operation, he was a temporary staff member. Not to mention making up the numbers, he was just out to see the world. He did not have the right to make decisions on camera, let alone kill him directly.
Mission target rights.
Of course, there is no fixed template for actions, and the so-called foreign emperor will not accept your orders. If it were someone else, and it really came to an emergency, then I would just do it as I thought. But who can be unfair to anyone? Iron-headed boy, a
Damn it, he didn't think about it at all...
After chasing and escaping, both sides quickly left the central area of the village and gradually entered the northwest area behind the village. The wooden houses here were obviously denser, and there were clothes and wild vegetables hanging in the sunny courtyard, which should belong to the rebels and their families in the village.
Living place.
All the previous battles took place outside the village and in the first half of the village, and did not affect this place. Now, with the intrusion of Ren Bu and others, the quiet atmosphere was instantly broken. However, the psychological quality of the residents here is quite good, except for closing the door tightly and extinguishing the lights.
, and there are no other redundant actions.
After rushing here, due to the increase in buildings and the complexity of the environment, Ren Buping's situation was slightly better, but that was it. His chest began to pant violently. His steps became much heavier without realizing it.
.
Such changes naturally cannot escape the sight of the foreign mercenaries who have been chasing after them from behind.
"Hurry up, wheeze - that kid is slowing down, he's dying!"
"I hit it! I really hit him!"
"Let him go, or you will die today!"
As these people said, Ren Buping could no longer hold on any longer. After several days of continuous pursuit and rapid march through the jungle, the fact that he could hold on until now and launch brazen raids again and again was considered a big deal.
A miracle. To ask for more is beyond the realm of human beings and is unrealistic.
But just when this group of foreign mercenaries felt that they were about to see the dawn of hope, they saw the short figure in front of them suddenly swayed, then accelerated like a man possessed by nitrogen, and suddenly disappeared from sight without any warning.
"..."
"???"
"Fake! Chase quickly——"
Angrily, I walked through several alleys, turning my head left and right. The dark dirt road was empty, not to mention any people or ghosts.
"Wardfa?!"
"Huh...I don't believe he can run far, he must be nearby. Matthew, Barlow, go up to the roof to seal the street, and the others will search the house with me..."
There was a slight pause in the words, and the muzzle of the gun was turned. A panicked local boy's face appeared in an exterior window facing the street on the left. He waved his hands and pointed at an inconspicuous cabin across the road.
Upon seeing this, the eyes of several foreign mercenaries suddenly lit up and they laughed silently. One of them took out a box of candy from somewhere and threw it over. Then the formation shrank and silently surrounded the cabin.
Inside the house, Ren Buping was leaning against the wall and panting in a low voice. Listening to the movement on the street outside, he silently reached out and took out a fragmentation grenade from Seren Albert's body, and pulled the safety catch. When doing these actions, there was a mess.
There was no emotion on his face, only his black and white eyes, which remained calm and calm, without causing any disturbance.
The next moment, bang bang bang, there was a loud sound of gunfire!
Ren Buping's palm trembled slightly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he held it tightly. The gunshot...
Before I could think about it carefully, the sound of gunshots was followed by one after another, which was the sound of a body weighing more than 100 kilograms hitting the ground. The sound came from all directions, and there were almost no gaps.
, just like a night owl constantly circling and diving outside the house, hunting its prey crazily with extremely amazing speed and efficiency.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In just two or three minutes, the gunshots next to my ears suddenly stopped.
When the extreme noise turned to complete silence, Ren Buping subconsciously raised his head, and the wooden door opened from the outside. Under the dark night, an all-too-familiar tall figure came into his eyes.
His eyes met up, then moved down, landing on the grenade tightly held in his palms. The visitor seemed to raise his eyebrows: "This is a big deal!"
Although he had already made suspicions when he heard the gunfire just now, when he saw it, Ren Buping couldn't help but feel hot in his eyes. He lowered his head and whispered softly: "Teacher..."
"No, you are my teacher, you are much braver than me!"
"sorry……"
"Why are you apologizing...huh? Who is this?" The visitor, okay, our Tang Dynasty children's shoes took a few steps forward, and then noticed someone lying in the corner.
"Salem Albert, organize this overseas operation goal."
"Alive?"
"I didn't have time to check. If he hadn't been shot just now, he should still be alive..."
Tang Chao frowned and looked at Salem Albert, who was still alive and dead, and then at Ren Buping, who was half-dead. He shook his head, raised his hand, and pulled the trigger. Bang, blood blossomed.
Putting down his arms, he didn't look at Ren Buping's blank gaze. He leaned over and squatted down, saying calmly, "I'm just going to tell you once, you are not allowed to interfere in my affairs from now on. Now, let go."
"oh oh."
He took the grenade, stood up and walked to the door. He threw it out without looking carefully. After the loud bang, the roof across the road disappeared.
Ignoring the frightening screams and cries that followed behind him, Tang Chao walked back and looked up and down again: "Can you still move?"
"Yes!" Tietou Wa was as strong as ever, but the reality was that after several attempts to struggle against the wall, he didn't move.
Upon seeing this, Tang Chao shook his head speechlessly, leaned down again, and roughly inspected it.
The good news is that the parts are all there. Especially the two legs, which are basically undamaged and can indeed move.
The bad news is that the injuries to his upper body were severe. There were no less than five bullet holes, and there were countless other bruises and cuts.
Normally, at this point it is no longer a question of whether to be injured or not, the blood has been drained. But Ren Buping is not an ordinary person after all. Years of martial arts training have allowed him to control body functions to a certain extent. As long as
No more forceful fights with people, as your life will not be in danger in a short period of time.
After confirming the situation, Tang Chao turned around and scanned the room. It seemed to be a residence for a single soldier, and there were not many furnitures. It was clear at a glance. He rummaged through a few clean clothes, pulled out the cotton from the bedding, and started to bandage it on the spot, quickly processing it.
This kind of temporary treatment naturally doesn't care about any techniques, the conditions are simple, and there is no anesthesia. Fortunately, the iron-headed baby is really strong enough, so he let it be manipulated without saying a word.
After dealing with the final injury under the right rib, I untied the bandage that was completely soaked in blood and water. Inside, there was a wound that tore the flesh and almost cut off more than half of the waist... It belongs to a cockroach? Is this possible?
He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, and asked casually: "Where did you get this injury?"
Ren Buping, who was sweating on his forehead, said in a calm tone: "A few days ago, an old man chopped him with a knife."
Tang Chao was stunned when he heard this: "Bei Guhuang Temple?"
"Who?" Ren Buping looked confused.
"The old man you are talking about, the chief swordsman of Beitoji, is the one who is said to have been chopped in half by you..." At this point, Tang Chao looked at the horrific wound again. Who was chopped in the waist by whom?
"Oh, no wonder..." Ren Buping was suddenly enlightened after hearing this. A look of memories appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but show some lingering fear. "He is very powerful! I fired three shots at close range, and he chopped them off with his knife! Luck!"
Well, the third bullet still hit his right shoulder after refraction."
After a pause, he licked his lips and said, "It must have been because of this that he was a little slower when he finally fought with me, otherwise I would have been cut in half."
Ren Buping's explanation is relatively concise, which is also his usual style, just like someone's vest. But the thrilling aspects can be imagined.
Can a knife cut a bullet... Tang Chao smacked his lips. In his previous life, he had heard Renji mention this unique skill of the old man Chatani, but to be honest, he was a little doubtful at that time. Now it seems that the old man does have something!
that is……
"So, you didn't know Beitani Huangji before?"
"I don't know him, and I haven't heard of him either."
It was a bit unfair that the old guy died... Tang Chao clapped his hands and stood up: "Okay, you can rest here for a while and then find a chance to go out."
Ren Buping moved his body and made a gesture to get up: "It's okay, I can do it. I will fight out with the teacher."
"Farewell, do you know why I am a teacher?"
"Why?"
"Because there are more people chasing me than those chasing you."