"Get down!"

The thunder knocked Hugo down, and at the same time, a stone the size of a basin smashed into Thunder's back.

"Poof!"

Thunder spurted out a mouthful of blood, opened his mouth twice, and his eyes were dark, and he almost passed out.

Hugo got it, and she turned to look at Thunder, who was wounded for her.

"Senior brother, are you okay?"

Hugo's lips trembled, and for the first time he called out his brother, who used to be called by the nickname of Thunder.

"It's okay, you go quickly, go to the black wolf, go quickly,"

Thunder seemed to be unable to move anymore, and with a bloodstained hand, he pushed Hugo.

"Senior brother," Hugo wanted to drag Thunder away with him, but Thunder opened his bloody mouth and roared: "Execute the order!" Walk! ”

The roar of thunder brought Hugo to his senses.

This is a war, this is a war, and now, when the war comes, there is no chance to give your children affection.

His comrades-in-arms are bleeding, and his comrades-in-arms are falling one after another under the rubble in the sky.

I don't have the ability to save them, and the only thing I can do is to find reinforcements.

"You're waiting for me!"

Hugo shouted loudly and ran desperately towards the valley.

Crystal tears, like flickering crystals, floated far away and hit Thunder's face.

Thunder smiled. Because he finally saw Hugo leave a tear for himself in his lifetime.

This is what he prayed for in his dreams, he liked Hugo, but he never dared to express it, he just looked at it like this, looked up at it like this.

In his eyes, Hugo was her goddess, and if Hugo could smile at him, it would be enough.

He was satisfied, his vision blurred, and finally he fell into darkness completely!

"Jerry, run one, can't let her go,"

Brooke observed a dark shadow speeding toward Taniguchi in the midst of the smoke.

"Don't worry, he can't run!"

Jerry was confident, and although his vision was not very good at this time, he was still sure to kill the escaped Chinese soldier.

Of course, he didn't know that that person was Hugo.

Hugo, on the other hand, knew that when he ran out of the smoke and dust, he would be locked by the enemy hiding in a high place.

So as soon as she ran out of the smoke, she took an irregular 'S' shaped route.

This is a very ordinary step of special tactics, so that your enemies cannot grasp the rules of their own path of advance, so they cannot snipe.

Faced with such footwork, Jerry also had a headache.

"Damned, cunning Chinese soldiers,"

Jerry was angry, but Brooke didn't rush him.

Because he also knows that Jerry is a good sniper, and if he can't snipe his opponent, then it won't help to change someone.

"Good, good! Keep it up,"

Jerry muttered in vain, not knowing what he was talking about. But by this time, Hugo had already run out of the valley and was about to enter the forest.

There was a trench there, and Hugo leaped up,

"Bang!"

At the same time, Jerry's gun rang out, and the bullet slashed more than 500 meters, instantly piercing Hugo's body.

Hugo let out a scream, and under his own inertia, and the inertia of the bullet dragging his body, the man fell into the woods.

"Yay! I hit! ”

Jerry made a triumphant gesture.

"Let's go! Let's go down and clean up the mess! ”

Brooke sneered and led people down the cliff, he had absolute confidence, so that none of these Chinese soldiers could get out of this Wangtian Valley.

And the only omission is Hugo.

Hugo escaped under the thunder and death.

"Humph! So many falling rocks, these Chinese soldiers, have they all been smashed? Hahaha! ”

A North American mercenary sneered, then approached a pile of rubble and kicked the Tiger team member who had been smashed underneath.

The man was dead, and the red blood flowed out of the heap of stones.

"Hahaha! Dead, right? ”

The North American mercenary also took out a katana and stabbed the Tiger Special Combat Soldier, who was exposed on the thigh.

But when I saw that there was no reaction at all, I went to look for the next target.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, just as the North American mercenary was grinning to find the next target, a rifle bullet hit his eyebrows and pierced his skull.

Half of the head of the North American mercenary was blown up, and the eyeballs were thrown out.

"Live ammunition, it's live ammunition!"

The rest of the North American mercenaries exclaimed.

They did not expect that the military exercise in China would be equipped with live ammunition.

"Damn,"

Jerry, hiding behind a boulder, while Brooke, makes a makeshift cameo appearance at his lookout post.

"Whew!"

Brooke let out a sigh of relief and stood up again.

It turned out that the soldier who fired the shot was already dead.

With the last of his strength, he shot and killed the foreign mercenary who destroyed the body of his comrade.

"Wucao, the vitality of the Chinese people is really tenacious, and they can still shoot with such a big hole in their heads?"

Brooke found the Chinese soldier who fired the shot, and it is not difficult to see from the gun in his hand that he is also a sniper.

A bloody hole was punched in the head.

The gravel can still be seen, but for some reason, a person who is injured like this can still shoot accurately.

He even wanted to open the other party's brain to see what was going on in the minds of the Chinese people.

"I advise you, don't touch that corpse!" Brooke is bland and tasteless.

"Why?" Jerry said puzzled.

"Because there is a saying in Huaxia that the heroic spirit is immortal, they believe that the heroic spirit is immortal, and that fool just now died like this.

If he hadn't stabbed him, maybe he wouldn't have died, and I doubt it now, I'm superstitious! ”

Brooke said angrily, taking the only remaining people and walking forward, while there were mercenaries picking up rifles on the ground.

"Mr. Brooke, sure enough, they have live ammunition in their ammunition,"

The North African 'brute bull', armed with a rifle, walked over.

"Then it looks like they're not part of the exercise, huh?"

In vain, Brooke saw the armband of a Chinese soldier, embroidered with a pattern of a flying tiger.

"Damn, we ambushed the wrong person!"

Brooke bit his lip tightly, and he even tried to slap himself in both mouths. Because this squad is not a wolf warrior at all.

"Fog grass, didn't we kill the wrong person? My God! Please forgive me! Amen! ”

Jerry turned out to be a very devout believer.

"To hell with your 'Amen', fool! We're going to think about it now, how to clean up the mess," Brooke aired!