The bullet pierced directly through the B-pillar on the right side of the cab and the windshield on this side of the B-pillar. The man who came over obviously didn't notice that someone was quietly hiding here, so he didn't make any dodging movements before he was hit by a bullet from the other side of the cab and fell straight down.

And Pete didn't dare to go around after the first blow, after all, he didn't know the situation outside, and the only thing he was sure of was that the other party would definitely not be the only one who came over. And just as his gunfire fell, a shot rang out on the left-hand side, on the other side of the pickup.

I saw a few bullets pierce the cab of the pickup truck next to him, and although Pete instinctively bent down to dodge the moment the gun rang out, he was still hit by two of the bullets.

However, this was not fatal, but only a cut in Pete's left arm and another hit the outside of his left thigh. The person who fired the shot may not have been able to determine the exact location of his target before the shot, let alone whether the person himself had hit, so he did not stop firing after firing several shots, but continued to shoot while going around the back of the car.

Pete was shot in the leg, lost his center of gravity at once, and fell directly down due to his unstable body. Although bullets still flew by from time to time, fortunately they were not hit again. As soon as he fell, he turned to look at the back of the car, and a moment later a figure appeared at the back of the car, and Pete pulled the trigger in succession before the figure could fully get out of the back of the car.

In fact, the man who came over quickly turned the muzzle of the gun and looked at the side where Pete was after going around to the back of the car, but it was too late when he saw the figure lying on the ground and turned the muzzle of the gun to pull the trigger and shoot. Several bullets hit him in succession, and the man felt his upper body fall in the direction of the doorway.

Pete was still uneasy when he saw the man fall, and continued to shoot at the man who had fallen to the ground after two shots before he stopped firing and turned his head to look in other directions.

After making sure that only the two of them had touched him for the time being, Pete slowly sat up from the ground. He held the body of the pickup truck with one hand, and slowly retreated to the rear of the pickup truck with a gun in the other, and after making sure that the person who hit him had indeed lost his breath, he contacted through the hand station while on guard: "Jill, the outflanking person has done it." Take Falcao to the north immediately. ”

Hearing Pete's voice, Jill breathed a sigh of relief, after all, he also knew the predicament he would face if his people were blocked here. So he shot twice in a row and tapped Coleman on the shoulder next to him, only to see the two of them exit the room one after the other and come to the room where Falcao was lying, and after putting Falcao on Coleman's back, Gil escorted them straight to the north.

Pete didn't have time to deal with his injuries, and while Jill was moving, he continued to contact as he moved towards the front of the pickup truck: "Pepper. Jill, they're coming to you. Pay attention to them, pay attention to answer them. ”

As Ochoa's response was quick to arrive, Pete cautiously came to the front of the car and poked his head out to look out. I saw that at this moment, although there were still people on the other side who continued to shoot, they lost the momentum of the previous attack. He roughly counted and found that there were only three or four places where the guns were still being fired, which meant that the opponent had lost the numerical advantage and was even at a disadvantage.

In this way, Pete muttered in his heart, is the other party really such a person? Dare to rush back all the way to save people? Is there something wrong with this? However, Pete didn't think much about it, not only because he couldn't think carefully at the moment, but also because the pain from several wounds on his body kept coming and became more and more intense, making it impossible for him to concentrate at all.

So he picked up his gun and leaned against the front of the pickup truck, looked at where the other man was shooting, took aim and pulled the trigger.

At this moment, the leader of the Mexicans, who was by the gate, knew that he was going to fail when he saw the sound of gunfire coming from the direction where his two companions had just outflanked him. Although I can't see it, the gang of Yankees I have to deal with from the beginning of the operation to the present is far more difficult to deal with than I imagined. It was not at all like a rescue but more like an offensive and defensive battle, and the Yankees, who were on the defensive side, seemed more prepared and experienced. So after the gunshots came, he knew that the other party had seen through his tricks.

What made this man even more desperate was that this action just now could be said to be his last effort, because from the beginning of the battle, he had been attacked head-on, and in a short period of time he had caused so many casualties that he had lost the strength to continue the onslaught. But he didn't waver. Not only did he not waver, but he felt that what he was doing at this moment was extremely correct. It's just that the scene in front of him makes him feel very ashamed and guilty. The shame is that maybe the Arabs can only achieve the goal, and the guilt is that they can't do their duty and can't save Hernandez.

"Suleiman." After looking around the surroundings, the Mexican looked very unwilling to hold the hand table and said, "Where are you?!" They're still here, they're all here, come and help! ”

"Roger!" Suleiman replied calmly: "How many of them are there?" ”

"There aren't many of them." The Mexican looked ahead as he spoke, "There were probably only six or seven people, or even less. But these people are very powerful, our people have suffered heavy losses, and there are only five people left who can fight. However, they should have suffered casualties as well, and I am ready to make a final effort to make one last attack! ”

"No, no, no." Suleiman immediately stopped: "Listen to Nani, all you have to do now is stop the attack. Guard the entrances and exits for me, do you understand? I'm going to be there soon, and you're going to have to stay there no matter what happens. Hold it for me at all costs. Whether it's someone running out or someone trying to get in there, stop me. Do you understand? ”

"Okay... All right. Although Nani was extremely unwilling, the situation at the moment no longer allowed him to question or refute anything. He should have asked Suleiman for at least one notice before he launched the onslaught, but he didn't. Maybe it's because he can't take care of so much in a hurry, or maybe it's because he thinks it's his business to protect Hernandez, and he can't rely on, let alone let those Arab heretics, command him. Anyway, for whatever reason, he did it, and it wasn't until he looked at the corpses lying on the ground that he really realized that he couldn't do it with his own group of people alone. So he had no choice but to be obedient and do what Suleiman said. He may still be unconvinced, but if he still wants to save Hernandez, the Arabs are now his last hope.