I quickly came to the stone pillar at the head of the bridge, but instead of rushing to retreat, I looked at Semolov, who was still shooting, "Withdraw with us!" Fast! ”

Saimamolov didn't seem to hear me at all, but he lowered his body and stepped back as he shot, and when he approached me, he ran out of bullets in the magazine before saying to me: "You go first." I'll cover you guys and rush out all the way, quick! ”

"We need people!" After two shots, Christovic said, "There are people from the other side over here, and Salim and yours are guarding the intersection at the back." After firing two more shots, he said again, "We don't have much ammunition." ”

Semolov crouched on the ground and endured the pain in his arm to change the magazine, "Then rush out together." ”

"You go first." I said, gesturing to the road behind us to the bridge deck, "You go first, go to the back and prepare to cover us." ”

Semolov didn't say much, and with some difficulty, he put the bison's harness on his right arm.

Seeing that he was ready, I immediately leaned out and shouted while aiming at a figure who was hiding behind the car and shooting, "Cover and shoot!" ”

Kristovich and I opened fire with both rifles, and the figure I was aiming at was about to move towards another car next to me after two shots, but just as he moved a little, he was hit by a bullet that pierced the vehicle, and one staggered between the two cars and disappeared from view.

Seeing that we were fighting back, the other side did not stop the attack, but let these people in the middle of the bridge continue to attack under the cover of the personnel on both sides of the bridge. The bullets they fired not only hit us, but many of them chased Semolov, who was running backwards. This caused Semolov, who had not gone far, to stop quickly and was forced to turn around and start shooting again. His shot went straight around the men who were shooting in the middle of the bridge, and they were very accurate, and one of the guys who was shooting at us was hit by his bullet and fell to the side of the car.

"Retreat!" Semolov's voice came from behind us.

Kristovich and I quickly left the pillar where we had been hiding, and headed for Semolov. But we didn't take a few steps before the opponents immediately opened fire, and a burst of heavy fire came at us. Christovic and I lowered our bodies to dodge, but the road was much clearer than before, and although there were still some cars parked, it was much less than on the bridge, which meant that it was easier to get hit than on the bridge.

The first person to be hit was Semolov, who had been shooting, and a bullet hit him in the right leg. I saw that he fell directly sideways as if he had been kicked in the knee.

I quickly turned around and continued to shoot at the other party, at this moment, if I didn't care about running without anyone to cover, I could only be hit by the other party as a moving target. But before I fired two shots, a bullet was hit on the outside of my left arm, and the huge impact tore me to the left, and I was moving, and for a moment I couldn't control my center of gravity, and I fell under my feet to a car parked on the side of the road.

After falling to the ground, a burst of pain followed, and the arm that was shot was fine, but the face and ribs felt a lot, and it was the kind of pain that was hit or knocked on. But I didn't have time to pay attention to this, so I immediately turned my head to confirm the direction and looked at Semolov not far away, only to see that he quickly climbed to a car parked on the side of the road, and then began to stretch out the muzzle of his gun and pull the trigger on the bridge.

Just as I was looking at him, a G36 gunfire rang out on the other side of the car next to me, and then the gunfire quickly approached me, and I knew it was Christovic leaning towards me.

I quickly got up from the ground, my left arm bleeding and the pain from the wound getting worse and worse, but it was still tolerable. I clinged to the side of the car and ducked to the back of the car, avoiding the opponent's direct shooting range. Semolov, who was on the other side of the road after hiding in, shouted to me: "If you can, get back!" I won't be able to hold on for long! As he spoke, he fumbled into his pocket and pulled out something from his pocket and placed it beside him, looking like a grenade.

"What about you? Can you still walk? I shouted at him quickly.

"I couldn't walk, my knee was broken. Think about yourself. After saying that, he picked up the Bison submachine gun again with one hand, "I'll cover." Don't look back this time, run all the way out. And the people behind rush out! Remember your mission, our mission, this is just the beginning! With that, he started shooting outside again.

I tightened my grip on the gun and looked at Christovic next to me, and then at the rear. At this moment, the intersection behind us was not far away, and I could almost see Salim shooting at the other side. In fact, rushing out from here is not the end, on the contrary, it is only the beginning of a hand-to-hand fight. They can't give up until they figure it out, and how can they know we're just acting? That might only be when all of us are finished. It's like Semolov said, our mission has just begun.

"Let's withdraw!" With that in mind, I shouted at Christovich, shot him a few more times, and ran out along the side of the road with a bout.

Naturally, the other party would not let us leave easily, and as soon as we moved here, their gunfire intensified again, and the bullets chased after us. But we didn't go far before an explosion was heard near the bridgehead, and after the explosion subsided, the first thing we heard was not the sound of gunfire from the other side, but from Semolov's Bison submachine gun.

I quickened my pace and ran all the way, and behind me the guns of Semolov were getting farther and farther away from us, and the shots were getting longer and longer, while the shots of the other side were getting closer and closer, and the gunfire was getting denser and denser. I knew that Semolov couldn't run away, and he was probably ready for it. This is what happened when it was discovered that something was wrong. Or maybe the old guy gave him an order to play this play well at any cost. Anyway, this is probably his last moment.

Just as I was thinking this, the sound of a grenade explosion was heard again. I couldn't help but glance back, and I vaguely saw that he was still behind the car, and after the grenade exploded, he picked up the Bison submachine gun again and fired sideways, but after a while, he was retracted by the opponent who reacted from the explosion. But Semolov did not give up, but continued to shoot until he ran out of the last bullet in the gun and threw the submachine gun in his hand outward, as if the submachine gun could explode like a grenade after being thrown.

The battle continues... You're going to have to keep cutting your fat!!!

(End of chapter)