Chapter Fifty-Eight: No Way
Matt stretched his leg vigorously and said, "If you just walk, maybe it's okay, but it may be slower, I feel that this leg is hard." ”
"I ,。。。 Damn it... I can walk on my own. Morris, who was being stopped by Ochoa and was wearing a bandage around his stomach, endured the pain and said: "I can go by myself, you're right, I have to go anyway, I don't want to be captured alive by the Russians." ”
"That's good." After saying that, he walked quickly to the Georgian and said, "How are you?" Are you okay? ”
The Georgian was clearly very bad, and only after hearing Donovan call out to him did he regain some brightness in his eyes. Donovan saw that he came back to his senses, and immediately pointed to Evans, who was still lying on the ground, and said, "I need you to help me carry this person on my back." Do you understand? ”
The Georgian didn't seem to understand Donovan's words, and looked at Donovan with a blank face. Donovan was a little anxious, he pulled the Georgian up, and then put on a backpack and said, "Carry him." He pointed at Evans again, "Carry him." ”
Seeing Donovan's gesture, the Georgian seemed to suddenly understand, and he quickly nodded to Donovan to indicate that he understood. And Donovan saw that he understood, and immediately turned to look at the others and said, "In this way, Ochoa, you and Avery are responsible. Before he could finish his sentence, something suddenly flickered in the woods in the direction they had fled.
At this moment, it is self-evident what is flashing in this place. Donovan didn't have time to elaborate, he immediately motioned for everyone to be silent, and then quickly changed the magazine, and then motioned for everyone to take Evans and hurry up and retreat, and let himself cover them here.
Ellie, who was on the side, didn't seem to agree with Donovan's instructions after seeing them, but before he could object, one figure after another appeared in the woods.
"Let's go, get out of here as soon as possible! Otherwise, there will be no time. Fast! That's an order. After Donovan finished speaking, he looked at Ochoa and said, "Don't look back, don't hesitate, take care of everyone." Let's go! After saying that, he looked in the direction he came from and made a gesture of being ready to shoot at any time.
Donovan's resolute attitude made Ochoa not speak again, but quickly beckoned the others to bring the wounded according to Donovan's arrangement, and after quickly getting ready, he looked at Donovan and nodded.
Donovan smiled slightly when he saw Ochoa ready, "Good luck to each of us." After saying that, he aimed at the Russians, and after a moment he shouted: "Cover shot!" ”
Just as Ochoa and the others were making their final struggles under Donovan's cover, Chinnikov quickly approached Pete and Eric with his men. After seeing Eric, Chennikov breathed a sigh of relief. He slowed down quickly, and after seeing that it was only the other two, he raised his gun and began to aim at Pete, because he only wanted Eric, and he had no interest in the others. But after aiming a few times, he couldn't aim accurately, because Eric always landed behind Pete's side, and Pete's figure was always looming from his point of view, which made it impossible for Chennikov to shoot, and he couldn't risk killing Eric as well, if they just killed him, why did they have to put so much effort into it? So he gave up shooting, thought about it for a while, and shouted in English to the front: "The Americans in front!" Surrender! You're at your end. If you still want to get out of here alive, stop and put down your guns! I promise I won't hurt you. ”
Chinnikov's heavily accented Russian sounded harsh to Pete, and even more so to Eric. So even though Eric was out of breath, he still looked extremely disdainful and scolded, "Son of a bitch!" And just as he finished speaking, a burst of gunfire rang out from behind him.
Eric thought he was done when he first heard the gunshot, but just as he stopped, he saw a Pete who was pulling him suddenly turned around with a gun and shot him twice in the back, and then dragged himself forward faster. That's when he noticed that the gunshots were coming farther away, where the Maneater Shark Squad was located.
The situation of the Man-Eating Shark Squad at this moment can be imagined, Eric wanted to look back, but the current state could no longer allow him to look back while being pulled forward, and at the same time maintain his balance. So I can only follow Pete to continue upwards.
And Pete, who has been dragging Eric, is in a mood that is difficult to express at the moment. In short, he was on the verge of despair, and in a short moment, he tried a variety of ways to encourage himself to persevere. But it was useless, so I could only vent by turning around and shooting, so that I could cheer up again and persevere. Because he knew that he could not be captured alive, it would be a shameful joke for him. The only way out for him is to fight, either rush out or fight until he takes his last breath. Chennikov's words just now actually gave Pete a glimmer of hope, because if he really wanted to kill them, he didn't need to spend so much effort at all, and he still had to talk more at this moment. The reason why they did this was nothing more than to capture them alive, otherwise, with the situation of both sides at this moment, how could it be his turn to turn around and fire two shots and continue to walk forward? He should have been killed when he turned around and revealed his intent to attack. So Pete is desperate at the moment, but he still has a glimmer of hope, that is, to take advantage of the other party's mentality, he can run forward and hold on a little longer.
So he sped up after firing two shots, so that the other party did not dare to continue to shorten the distance between the two sides easily. However, after walking up for about ten meters, he found that he had come to a place that resembled a mountain ridge.
It's very narrow, which means that further on there is a steep slope that goes down. And the trees on this steep slope were much thinner than the side he had just walked, and there was no grass in some places on the hillside, and some stones protruding from the ground were clearly visible.
Seeing such a scene, Pete's heart was completely cold. He stopped and turned his head to look, first to the back of the side, and quickly found the figure of the man-eating shark team in the woods. I saw a few people, some supporting, some carrying people, all trying to move southwest, and behind these people was a lonely figure who was shooting from time to time towards the Russians who were farther away and were rushing in the woods in a hurry.