I didn't have a lot of bullets in the gun in my hand, so I turned to look at D's companion who was shooting and said to him, "Be careful to hide and try to hold them back!" ”

I said while lying directly on the ground, the other party continued to have bullets through our car as a concealment, leaning on the body is definitely unreliable, at this moment can only be lying on the ground to effectively dodge, of course, this situation will have to sacrifice mobility, and it must not be able to quickly change positions to counterattack.

The reason why I lay down was because I was forced to press the bullets into the magazine one by one here, and while D's man could still continue to shoot, I had to change it quickly if I could create pressure on the other side, lest the two of them run out of ammunition in a short period of time and there would be a vacuum in firepower, and then maybe I might not even have the opportunity to reload the bullets.

"Keep shooting. Save ammunition. I said as I quickly exited the magazine, then pressed the bullet in my hand into the magazine. Loading bullets at such times can be very painful and even torturous, and only then can you really realize how useful and valuable a loaded magazine is. But it's useless to think about anything now, you can only hurry up and press the bullet into the magazine as quickly as possible. And the other party immediately increased the density of the shot after I started to reload the bullets, although some of these guys were injured, but the combat effectiveness is still a lot stronger than ours here, if it wasn't for the fact that we were fast enough before, we didn't say a word when we met, and we raised our hands to fight, and successfully solved the two guys, maybe we would have been beaten at this moment. Of course, it's pretty much the same now, and I don't know if our luck was good or bad today.

And just as I was pressing the third bullet into the magazine, D's companion was hit by the guy after firing a shot, and the bullet passed through the car and hit the guy directly in the chest, pushing him back two steps before falling to the ground. After falling to the ground, the man just instinctively turned his head to look at me and quickly lost his breath.

I didn't have time to pay attention to him, so I quickly pressed the other two bullets in my hand into the magazine and reloaded the magazine, and then I looked at the place where the other party was from the gap between the bottom of the car and the ground, and I didn't see anyone coming for a while. I immediately crawled towards the guy who had been killed, and after taking the gun in his hand, I quickly withdrew from the magazine and took a look, only to see that there were not many bullets in his magazine, probably three or four rounds. I pushed the magazine back, held the gun in front of me with my left hand, and continued to look at the other person's location as I reached out and fumbled for the things on this guy's body. At the same time, the gunfire quickly weakened, and then stopped.

I want a magazine, I need it, but I couldn't find a magazine after fumbling around with this guy. It's hard to believe that a man who has to work with a gun has only a gun and a bag of loose bullets. Do you really think you should make your own Westerns? The man also used a revolver, and besides, there is no opponent in the western with a ** gun with at least thirty rounds in the magazine.

I reluctantly withdrew my hand and picked up the gun with my left hand again. At this moment, I saw a figure flashing on the ground in the direction of the other party through the gap between the bottom of the car and the ground. It looks like someone on the other side is about to touch it.

I clenched the gun in my hand and slowly turned over, this guy may just be alone, because there should be two people on the other side who are injured, if so, I naturally have a chance. Of course, there may be two, after all, judging from the situation of the other party's shooting just now, the wounded of the other party are also shooting, and their injuries have not had a very big impact on them, at least for a while and a half, the impact should not be large. If that's the case, I'll have to rely on a bit of luck, the other side is not the D guy after all, they will fight back at the same time as I shoot, and I definitely don't have the time and chance to kill the second target.

I took a deep breath and slowly sat up against the car, and after sitting up, I quietly listened to the movement outside, and paid attention to the figures that could appear on the road outside at any time. Because I'm hiding in a relatively dark place at the moment, there is a problem with the street lights above our heads, which is why I hid here before. The other party is in the area where there is a street lamp shining normally, of course, they are not stupid enough to stand under the street lamp, but the light from the street lamp, I should be able to see the reflected figure from here.

I watched quietly as I listened, and I thought that the other party might not know that there was a man with all his hands and feet hiding here. They should have thought more that both of our men here were shot and killed. They should have come here to check or seal.

It's an opportunity for me, and while the guys don't careless, they understand the necessity and the special circumstances they might encounter, but anyway, I can't run away anyway, so I'm going to have to fight anyway.

Soon, I saw a dark shadow appear at the rear of the car, and I heard a slight footstep and I turned my head to look at the window, but at the moment I was too low to see through the window. However, judging from the movement of the other party, he is only one person, and there should be only one person.

I slowly raised the muzzle of the gun, about forty-five degrees, and aimed at the diagonal position above the rear of the car. I figured I'd shoot this guy as soon as he showed his face. But just as I was thinking this, the figure suddenly stopped, and I immediately realized the danger and fell back on my stomach, and just as I was lying down, the other man's gun went off, and a volley of bullets went through the window and rear windshield from the area where I had leaned into the car.

I immediately turned my head to look under the car as soon as I got down, and soon I saw the guy's calves, ankles to be exact. I immediately stretched out the gun in my right hand and pulled the trigger continuously at the ankles. The bullet flew through the gap between the bottom of the car and the ground, so close that it was almost impossible to aim, and one bullet hit the guy directly in the foot, and almost at the same time the other hit the man's ankle.

I heard the guy snort as the gunfire stopped abruptly, and then a figure fell in front of my eyes with the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. The man looked at me as he fell to the ground and quickly reached for his pistol, and I naturally didn't give him a chance to shoot at me, so I pulled the trigger again and again at him, firing several shots in succession until the bullets in the gun were gone.