Blood spurted from her mouth, as if she had been hit in the chest by a car, and Aisha's petite body flew out and slammed into the wall. If she hadn't been wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, she might have died.

Blood slid from the corners of her mouth, enduring the sharp pain in her chest, Aisha didn't dare to hesitate, and suddenly rolled on her side a few times on the spot, rolling to the side.

Almost at the same time, another bullet almost grazed her and hit her place.

Splashes of cement splintered across her cheeks, and the 12.76mm bullet left a deep pit the size of a bowl on the ground!

Escaping from the area that could be directly observed through the window, Aisha finally breathed a sigh of relief, gritting her teeth and ripping off the torn coat on her chest.

Even with the injection of genetic agents, the bullet is equal to everyone.

Although the lethality of the rifle in the present world is one level lower than that of the end times, the power of the sniper rifle is still undoubted. Judging from the degree of damage on the ground, it is likely that the other side is still using an anti-materiel sniper rifle - Barrett M82!

The warhead was bounced off, but it still left a splintering inward dent in the polyethylene ballistic plate. The momentum was so large that Aisha felt as if she had been hit by a car in her chest.

Xia Shiyu was completely frightened and lay motionless on the ground.

"Aisha"

"Don't come here, get down!" Seeing that Xia Shiyu wanted to come over to help, Aisha hurriedly raised her hand to stop her.

The recess of the front armor was just against her sternum, severely affecting her breathing.

Swallowing the blood back from her mouth, she gritted her teeth and reached out to remove the polyethylene bulletproof plate on her chest.

It was originally disposable, and since it has been broken, it doesn't make much sense to hang it on your chest.

Taking a deep breath, Aisha calmly pulled out the smoke bomb. Thrown in the window.

"Stay where you are, and if you find it hard to breathe, try to stick to the floor. Worried that Xia Shiyu stood up, Aisha spoke.

"Hmm. ”

Lying dead on the ground, the smoke hid the pretty face full of horror.

Shifting, Aisha picked up Catherine's helmet and assault rifle before heading back to the window.

Take out a lighter and bake the helmet hot. Aisha then slowly reached out to the window with her rifle and helmet.

Bang!

Almost as soon as he "showed his head", the helmet was blasted out by bullets.

Is there really thermal imaging?

Aisha frowned and glanced at the door.

The other party obviously went to the sniper point she had just left, so the door must be within the sniper range. Unable to move his position, he was completely confined to this room.

In reality, this is the first time to face sniper suppression.

What to do

Taking a deep breath, Aisha clenched the ghost sniper rifle in her hand tightly.

The sharp pain in her chest made her conscious a little dazed. It was almost with the strength of her consciousness that she did not faint.

The body temperature gradually became cold, and consciousness began to slow down.

The EP shimmered with an undetectable light.

Aisha, who noticed that the EP was abnormal, hesitated for a moment and reached out to open the EP.

【

Hidden Genetic Code:

Cold-blooded: reduces the temperature of the body surface to the limit, the degree to which the vital signal shrinks the dead in order to achieve the effect of "stealth" from various non-optical reconnaissance devices.

Side effects: The metabolic rate is reduced to the limit, affecting wound healing. Prolonged use may cause shock.

】

Gene Hidden Code?

Can this really be done?

No matter what, you can only gamble.

Took another deep breath. Feeling her body temperature drop to the limit and her heart rate slowing to the limit, Aisha crouched on the edge of the window with her ghost sniper rifle in hand.

The bullet didn't fly, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

In the smoke, without the help of thermal imaging, it is impossible for the other party to see her.

Thermal imaging on the sight was activated. The crossbar locked onto that bright spot at a thousand yards.

"Goodbye. ”

Aisha pulls the trigger, and blood splatters in the shot.

"Killed," muttered to himself.

At the same time, her taut consciousness was finally on the verge of its limit.

The smoke began to clear, the sniper rifle slipped out of her hand, and Aisha fell to the ground.

"Aisha!"

I could faintly hear someone calling her name. But she couldn't hear what was next.

So sleepy.

I really want to get some sleep

Waking up from a coma, the old knife struggled to get up from the ground.

"his grandmother, this kid is really heavy. ”

Groping around my pockets, the gun and the phone were in my pockets.

"It's a big problem. ”

Rubbing his dark cheeks, the old knife grinned and sat on the bench beside him. It was already completely dark, and after lying on the concrete floor for so long, Jiang Chen's kid must have run away.

took out his mobile phone, and the old knife hit Jiang Chen.

"The user you're calling isn't in the service area, or it's turned off," comes the announcer's voice.

"Should I say that it was expected?" hung up the phone with a wry smile, and the old knife sighed.

Just then, his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"It's me, Miao Jun. A faint voice came from the other end of the line.

"Xiaojun?!Where are you now!" Old Dao was shocked and hurriedly asked.

Although the voice sounded very embarrassed, this was indeed Miao Jun's voice. Originally, the old knife had no hope, but he didn't expect him to escape from the CIA! If he saw the agent's face, it would undoubtedly bring a turn for the deadlock.

On the other hand, although he didn't say it, he was really worried about the safety of this immature apprentice.

"I'm in the suburbs"

"Hold on to your first! Tell me the address, and I'll pick you up right away. ”

After asking the address, the old knife hurriedly rushed into his Santana and drove towards the suburbs.

On the way, he reported to the headquarters the news that Jiang Chen had lost contact and that Miao Jun had been rescued.

Regarding the news of Jiang Chen's disobedience, his superior, Major General Liu, was silent for a moment, and did not get angry, but just ordered him to quickly go to rescue the Miao army who had escaped from the CIA. As for Jiang Chen's matter, he had already sent someone else to deal with it.

By the time the call ended, he had almost driven to the position Miao Jun had said.

Parking the car on the side of the road, the old knife pulled out his pistol and rushed into the side alley.

Soon, he saw Miao Jun leaning against the corner of the wall with his hands covering his abdomen.

He was covered in blood and his face was covered in bruises.

Seeing this scene, a cloud of anger suddenly rose in the old knife's heart, and he hurriedly rushed to Miao Jun's side and put one of his arms on his shoulder.

"Fuck it, don't let Lao Tzu catch those rabbit cubs-" Seeing the CIA people tossing their comrades into this look, the old knife suddenly scolded angrily.

However, in the middle of his words, his voice suddenly froze.

Slowly, his gaze shifted downward.

"Why"

"Not why. ”

The blood on Miao Jun's body was fake, and the weak voice was also pretended.

And at this moment, the blood on the old knife is real.

"Is it because of the money?" Looking at the dagger stuck in his abdomen, the expression on the old knife's face was slightly bitter.

The gun slipped out of his hand and was kicked away by Miao Jun.

Perhaps ashamed to answer this question, Miao Jun didn't say anything, just silently made another cut in his abdomen.

"If you want to get rich, why should you be a soldier"

The surging blood foam blocked the old knife's somewhat harsh words.

In this nameless alley, the old soldier stopped breathing.

Leaning the "master" who had worked together for only half a month against the corner, Miao Jun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the guilt in his heart, took out his mobile phone and car keys from his body, and then walked towards the Santana.

A million dollars, he can't make that much money in his life.

As Zhang Youjie said, since he is going to be discharged from the army after all, what is the difference between sooner or later......?

PS: Recommend this friend's book, the door of science and technology