We ran quickly to the back with our heads down. The opponent's grenade quickly adjusted its angle and direction and landed at the corner, and after two or three consecutive explosions, the grenade attack stopped, but it meant that they were coming.

I looked back as I ran, and I looked at Semolov, "Ready to fight." Fight and retreat! "As I spoke, gunshots rang out from the blasted wall of the bend.

The gardener, who had retreated one step ahead of us, immediately began to fight back. I turned and leaned towards the wall as I shot hard at the bend. But the other side was silent for a moment after encountering our resistance, and then the grenade flew again.

"Lie down!" Semolov screamed and fell to the ground. I leaned against the wall and fell directly in the middle of the road, some distance away from us, but the explosion caused a strong vibration on the ground. Then another shot, and after three shots in a row, several figures of the opposing side appeared in our field of vision, and they attacked again under the cover of their companions.

"Withdraw! Remove! "The gardener was screaming and shooting continuously in the back.

I got up from the ground and fired a few shots at a figure who was also coming to the side, and the bullet hit the wall next to him and hit him, but as soon as the man fell, the bullet from the chamber of the man behind him flew over.

"Fight and retreat! Kuzmin. Retreat! Semolov's voice came.

Kuzmin raised his hand and fired continuously, and one shot hit the guy who was shooting at us. And just then, I saw a guy on the other side of the wall, under the cover of his companions, pull out something and throw it at us.

"Grenade! Take cover! I screamed and fell down again. Just as I was lying on the ground, the grenade exploded, and I vaguely saw Kuzmin roll to the side.

The explosion subsided, and I looked up to see that the grenade-throwing guy on the other side was gone, and the companion who had just covered him in front of him fell to the ground. I withdrew my gaze to look at Kuzmin, who was lying on the ground motionless, and Semolov quickly came to his side, grabbed him by the collar and ran back. Lukovic, on the other hand, kept firing and retreating.

At the moment, perhaps because I was lying on the ground and not moving, the other party's attention was completely drawn to their side. I slowly lifted the muzzle of my gun and pulled the trigger again at a moving voice.

The man was shot, stumbled and fell. At this time, Lukovich shouted at me: "Hurry back, get out!" ”

I fired several shots in quick succession, then struggled to get up from the ground, and retreated as I fired.

Semolov dragged Kuzmin back quickly, and I glanced at Kuzmin, whose face was already covered in blood and I couldn't see his face, but he should still be alive, because I saw that he was still holding on to the gun in his hand, and tried to raise it several times to shoot.

The bullet from the rear gardener again brought down one of the opposing people. As a result, there were not many people left in the first group of opponents, and the pressure on Lukovic and I was reduced a lot. The two of us, with the cooperation of the gardener, quickly retreated to the vicinity of the end of the fence while suppressing the curves and restricting each other's easy replenishment.

And the other side near the bend was not idle, and just as we were quickly retreating, the grenade flew over the bend and the fence again towards our area. And then it quickly exploded in front of us, left and right.

I had to lie down again to dodge, and Semolov fell to the ground as if he had been knocked to the ground by the blast wave of the explosion. He rolled around on the ground before turning around and continuing to try to pull Kuzmin on.

I looked over the corner, and the opposing people started shooting there again, which meant that the attack was about to start again. I fired a few shots at the other side and then quickly crawled towards the gardener, at this moment I didn't have many bullets in the magazine, and I would have to pull out the pistol if I fired again, although I could change the magazine, but in this place I was undoubtedly going to be a target.

"Hidden! Take cover! The gardener's voice came.

I thought that grenades were flying again, but it wasn't, it was the other side who attacked again. I saw Kuzmin, who had been dragged along, suddenly raise his gun, fired several shots in succession, and ran out of bullets, just as the bullets ran out, several bullets hit him, and one hit Semolov, who was dragging him.

Semolov, who drove straight forward, quickly turned over and looked at Kuzmin, who was already completely unresponsive. I quickly crawled beside him Semolov, "Don't look, he's dead!" Come on! ”

As if relieved, Semolov immediately turned and crawled towards the gardener. At this moment, Lukovich had already retreated to the gardener's side while fighting. The two of them alternately covered us, that is, the road was narrow enough, the angle of the curve was small, the other party's vision was not good, and the advantage of having more people could not be brought into play, otherwise we would have been wiped out a long time ago.

I quickly climbed to the end of the wall, turned around, and hid behind the wall. Semolov followed me and crawled over and came to my side and stopped.

I quickly took out the magazine on my body and changed the magazine while looking at him, "How's the injury?" ”

"Won't die. It's just that there is some trouble in the action. But barely able to move. Semolov raised his gun as he spoke. This is my last bullet, and I'll use a pistol to hit me again. Maybe we won't be able to run away this time. ”

I glanced at him, "Then pull a few more people to hell with you before you die." I said the bullet and looked at the gardener and Lukovic on the other side, "Lukovich, get out of the way." I pointed to a small two-story building about thirty meters away, "Go there." Go upstairs and you should be able to see inside the road. Occupy there, cover us. I looked at Semolov, "If you can move, try to go there." Good luck. ”

Lukovic nodded, and the gardener quickly pulled out a magazine and threw it to Lukovich. Lukovich took the magazine, looked at me and nodded his head. I picked up my gun and yelled, "Cover shot." He leaned out and pulled the trigger on the other side.

At this moment, Lukovic quickly got up and ran towards the two-story building, while Semolov stood up against the wall after carrying the bison, took out his pistol and limped towards the two-story building where Lukovich was moving.

At that moment, the mobile phone I was carrying vibrated violently. I didn't bother to pick it up, because the bullet had already hit Lukovich, who was moving fast. I adjusted the muzzle of my gun and fired continuously at the place where it was firing, suppressing the opponent's fire.

"Change the magazine!" The gardener shouted as he retracted, "This is my last magazine!" ”

"We'll retreat when Lukovich starts covering!" I responded as I shot.