Of course I understood what the shadow represented, and for a moment I couldn't tell if it was fired at me or at the beard.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I could only shout at the beard as a reminder.

I hurriedly stood up and rushed to the side.

Unfortunately, the shadow ended up shooting at me, and this time it was on point, hitting the spot where I had fallen before.

The moment I hit the ground, I didn't run anymore and pounced. And at this moment, that shell also exploded.

I could feel a hot wind coming from behind me. It was like a big hand and pushed me hard.

I was unlucky, and almost with the help of this force, I fell hard to the sand, and it was my chest and head that hit the ground first.

Although I was wearing a broken helmet, I still felt short of breath in the cold, especially when there were little stars in front of me. Another big puff of sand fell all over the sky, covering me.

I ignored the sand and wrung my body uncomfortably. The villain was also affected by this explosion.

It used to be quiet in my mind, but now it floated around like a ghost, and finally it became very weak and disappeared.

I can't accept this fact, and at such a moment, without it, what difference am I like a tiger with a tooth extracted?

I didn't care about my body anymore, but I smashed my head with my fist in a hurry.

To my delight and discomfort, it was just a small episode, and after I had a few more smacks of pain, the little man reappeared, and not only was it more active than before, but I could even vaguely feel its appearance.

This is a very fair-skinned man with a somewhat handsome appearance.

But his temper was not very good, especially after reappearing, he was still furious, and I looked at the enemy above the slope with hatred under his influence.

I said to my heart, damn it, these people didn't plan to let me and my beard live, otherwise they wouldn't have fired shells several times.

During this period, the beard was not idle, and he did not focus on the dead Xiaomei.

When I was hit by a shell, he shouted a few times in a hurry, and even rushed towards me regardless of it, but when he saw that I pounced in time, especially after twisting my body uncomfortably, he stopped rushing again.

He must be in a hurry and wants to get out of me, but the problem is that we're having a hard time riding now.

He finally came up with a solution that didn't work, and he rushed to the motorcycle stuck in the sand.

He used all his strength to try to pull the motorcycle out again. But this motorcycle has just been shelled, and its situation is not optimistic.

In addition, after pulling the beard with all his strength a few times, with a clattering sound, the sidecar was completely torn off.

Beard looked at the sidecar and froze for a moment.

I secretly noticed this scene, but I couldn't help but say a good word in my heart.

I said to myself, God really favored us both. I yelled at the beard for him to jump into the sidecar.

The beard didn't understand what I was shouting for, but he listened to me and did as he could.

I didn't lie down anymore, and even endured the severe pain in my body, and after I got up, I staggered towards the sidecar, and picked up the shotgun halfway through and carried it on my back.

I didn't run slowly, and by the time I got to the back of the sidecar, the beard was already sitting in the sidecar, and the sidecar was also sliding slightly.

We're on the sand right now, and although the ground here isn't as smooth as a mirror, there's a sidecar as a carrier or tool that will undoubtedly allow us to ride the slide.

I didn't have a chance to catch my breath, so I pushed the sidecar again.

When Beard saw this, he suddenly realized, he wanted to jump down to help, but I told him not to move, because he was sitting in the sidecar, and he had to weigh the sidecar.

I don't know where I got so much strength, and even I once asked myself like this, saying in my heart, could it be that after Lao Tzu was blown up by the shell, all his potential was blown out?

I pushed the sidecar, which was slow at first, but after a short distance, the speed of the sidecar came up.

The enemy on the slope was not idle, and they saw my intentions, and they fired another cannonball with a grenadier.

But my beard and I are now in motion, and we are not a fixed target, and the shells fired from the grenadiers are suddenly out of sight.

The shell exploded behind us. I took the scale, and the moment before it exploded, I jumped into the sidecar in time.

The beard was very funny, and the moment I jumped in, he pounced on me and used it as a shield for me.

The shell didn't hurt us much.

And when I struggled a bit, and finally sat down in the shoulder with my beard, I found that the shoulder was swishing down.

The beard looked around, laughed, and punched me in the chest again, saying that it was really you.

I found that at this moment, although he was also wearing a torn helmet, the helmet was a little crooked, which made me feel that he was a bit of a blind rogue in how he looked.

I asked him to be like me, to be a good helmet, after all, no matter how dangerous the situation is, we also think more or less about the image.

Then the enemy fired a few more shells, but the accuracy was even more insufficient, and the last one basically exploded more than ten meters behind us.

The beard turned his head and snorted a few mouthfuls at the enemy, what does that mean, is it interesting to always let the two of us listen to the sound of two kicks like this?

I have a different mentality from him, don't look at us getting out of danger temporarily, but I always think about how I can take revenge and let the enemy taste the bitterness.

I noticed that the descent didn't last long before it was gone, and the sand was over, followed by a sparse grove.

I don't know what makes this peculiar geography, and I'm not a geologist and I'm not interested in it.

I pondered, and soon came up with a very bold idea, which was actually provided to me by the villain.

I said to the beard, "Sit down, wait for me at the end of the downhill." ”

The beard looked at me puzzled, and then asked, "What do you mean?" ”

I patted him on the chest and told him to wait for my good news, even emphatically, "Cooperate!" ”

I took the shotgun in my hand and looked around again.

I took a fancy to a sandy area because there was a small pit here. I jumped out of the sidecar as it slid against the small pit.

The way I jumped was also a little weird, to put it bluntly, I jumped diagonally towards this small pit.

My body was like a little shuttle, and the moment my feet hit the ground, I was touched by the inertia that I carried, and my feet immediately poked into the sand.

And by the time my whole body hit the ground, I was all in the sand below my knees. When I lay down, I hurriedly twisted left and right, like a lizard anyway.

I guess it didn't take me three or five seconds, and my whole body was covered in sand except for my head.

If you look at it from my side alone, I don't know this kind of skill in sand, and I can drill so proficient the first time.

I guess I've borrowed the villain's light again. And the villain didn't let me stop, it commanded me to bury my head quickly, and this step is also very important according to what it said.

Of course I know how obscure it is, but I don't have a choice.

I took a deep breath and pressed my whole head towards the sand, after which I writhed back and forth.

When I looked up again, my entire face, the inside of my helmet, was covered in sand.

I didn't move anymore, so that the sand hung like this, and it didn't fall. In this way, my whole body almost blends in perfectly with the sand.

And the shotgun, pressed under me, according to the villain's will, was in no hurry to take it out.

I stayed up like this, it was originally a chore, but the villain asked me to count the sheep, anyway, one, two, three, and so on.

I guess it's trying to relieve my boredom.

When I counted more than fifty sheep, four dark shadows appeared on the sand above my head.

They all ran down the slopes, and all four of them were good men, running fast all the time, and occasionally they sat on the sand because they were too fast, and took advantage of the force.

Based on this alone, I conclude that these four rabbit cubs are not ordinary people, and they are probably specially trained, even veterans.

I said in my heart that the road is narrow, and they never expected that I would secretly ambush me.

To be honest, this is the first time in my life that I have ambushed an enemy in this way, and it is a real thing.

I was suddenly a little nervous, and the little man in my head was in reverse, and it was so excited that it couldn't do it.

I was afraid that I would smash this ambush, so I simply suppressed my nervousness, and let this villain call the shots.

After another half a minute, the four black shadows were one step closer to me, probably more than ten meters away from me.

The moon is very big and round tonight, and under the background of such moonlight, I can also vaguely see that these four black shadows are carrying things.

And the four black shadows also stopped one after another, two of them squatted down and put the things on their backs on the ground, it is estimated that there is a ** grenadier, and the other two black shadows came to the side of the grenadier and loaded the bullet inside.

Also, I guess they must have spotted the sidecar at the bottom of the slope.

At this time, the villain also gave orders to me. I made a small movement and quietly took out the shotgun under me.

I was a little skeptical, but I said that there is no target on the shotgun, and my current shooting distance is not far or close, can it work?

But all these worries are a little redundant, and the villain is the sniper scope in my head.

It took me aim, and even told me where it would work.

I continued to follow my feelings, and it didn't take me a few seconds to go from aiming to getting ready.

The villain urged me to shoot! I pulled the trigger decisively.

With a thud, a bullet was fired. Two enemies "fell" in response, especially the black shadow standing next to the grenadier, which ended up tilting sideways on the grenadier.

The villain didn't let me delay and fired another shot.

And this shot, I don't think it's very big, and it even looks like it was fired at the dead body that was crooked on the grenadier barrel.

I didn't understand the logic of the villain, but this shot went down, accompanied by the sound of a boom, I was stunned, and finally understood the logic of the villain.