Chapter 1: Survivors
Hold the scope firmly on the bulletproof metal door, hold the trigger retainer with the index finger of one hand, and fine-tune it on the electronic collimator with the other hand.
Wind direction, wind speed, distance, humidity, air pressure...
A series of data appears on the viewing screen of the electronic sight.
His hands were steady, but his heart was excited.
It's been a year, dozens of killings, for this coming moment.
Dozens of minutes of waiting is nothing to him.
Because he waited longer, sixty-four hours!
That time, it was Phillips by his side, but alas, he died.
One thousand one hundred and forty-eight meters is nothing to him.
Because he had hit a farther target, two thousand nine hundred and nineteen meters.
That time, he was surrounded by Diego, Smith, and Toniel, but alas, they were also dead.
Humidity, wind speed, wind direction, air pressure...
Every time I see a piece of data, there will be one, or several vivid shadows, in my mind, they are laughing, or noisy, or roaring, or sobbing.
But now they're all dead.
And now all I have to do is put an end to this!
The bulletproof door was opened, and the crosshair of the gate was trapped, and with Chen Ming's breathing rate, it rhythmically moved back and forth on the gate and three steps in front of the door.
"Brothers! Bless me! ”
Run your fingers across the retainer and press firmly on the trigger.
The three people walked out of the gate, and the middle one was Chen Ming's target.
"Li Si! Dude has avenged you! ”
The reticle on the collimator slides accurately across the target's chest.
"Captain Rogers! You! OK! Go to hell! ”
The fingers were slightly strained, as they had done a million times before.
The trigger is pulled down by a penny, and the stopper drives the firing pin to strike at the bottom. On fire.
With the eruption of gunfire, a copper-yellow warhead, with a death spiral, flew towards the target.
His heart is very calm.
There was no joy, no excitement, just stood up in silence and did not look at the results of that bullet.
Because, you don't have to look at it at all!
In less than a second, Captain Rogers would be hit in the chest by a violently rotating warhead, and half of his lungs and entire heart would be gone.
silently put away the gun and left silently, but in his heart, he was blessed.
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A year ago, more than a dozen military trucks were driving in the South American rainforest.
"Brother Chen, alas, don't sleep Brother Chen." Li Si whispered: "Ask you something!" ”
"What's the matter, say!" Chen Ming didn't move, but his voice came from under the steel helmet buckled on his face, and his body was still swaying with the swing of the car.
"Well, what did you say was the one you played with that day? Pretty cool, right? Li Si's tone was full of three points of show-off.
Hearing Li Si's words, Chen Ming finally took off the helmet and said to Li Si with a smile: "It's okay, it's like the real thing, it's a little interesting." After saying that, he put on his helmet and looked outside the car, and asked, "It's almost there, right?" I'll play with you when I get back! ”
Li Si also looked at it: "It's almost, Brother Chen, if you want me to say, the captain is too, he actually asked you to do this escort mission, how many people are in the regiment, transfer you as a sniper as an escort, it's really funny." ”
Chen Ming smiled and shook his head: "When it's time for vacation, the captain naturally has his considerations, let's..."
"Boom!" There was an explosion.
Chen Ming instantly picked up the TAC beside him and looked at the rear of the team from the rearview mirror.
The last one in the convoy had been blown up into the sky by an anti-tank mine, and in a cloud of fire, the stumps and broken arms fell like rain.
"Pinch the head and remove the tail!"
As soon as this thought fell in his mind, there was another bang, and the first car followed in the footsteps of the last one.
Kicking Li Si, Chen Ming roared angrily: "Get out of the car!" ”
Jumping to the back of the car with two steps, holding his right hand, he jumped off the back of the truck, Li Si was not slow to react, and grabbed the assault rifle and followed Chen Ming closely.
The two of them took a few big strides, rushed to the side of the road, and were just about to turn into the forest.
"Boom!"
The truck that the two of them had just ridden in was lifted into the sky by a ball of flames, and something hit Chen Ming's steel helmet hard.
The last sound I heard in my ears was a series of gunshots and Li Si's heart-rending shouts.
When he woke up again, Chen Ming only felt unbearably thirsty, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his throat.
Unconsciously swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, this action made Chen Ming feel as painful as if his entire throat had been cut by a hot knife.
In addition to the damp decay of the jungle, there was also a stench of rotting corpses.
This smell is really very familiar, and it wafts all year round on the battlefields where there has been a fierce battle for a long time and it is too late to clean.
Slowly opening his eyes, a trace of sunlight covered with smoke and dust shone in through the gap, and the extreme lack of water made him feel that the sunlight seemed to have a colorful halo.
I tried to move, and I felt a sharp pain in my left arm and leg.
Chen Ming knew that it was a fracture, which also made him instantly remember what happened before.
The convoy was attacked, the vehicle was bombed, and he himself was hit unconscious.
So here it is...
Instantly alert, his right hand tugged on the back of the waist, and he touched the pistol used for self-defense, and he tried twice to pinch the tenon on the holster.
"That's it, damn it, I'm going to die." I lamented in my heart: "It's better to take one step at a time." ”
With the thought of coming to peace, Chen Ming began to turn his head to look at this safe place.
More than 30 square meters in size, simple furnishings, lying on the floor by himself, and a light hanging above his head.
If you listen closely, you can hear the faint sound of the river flowing by.
Chen Ming recognized that this was a secret small base for himself and Li Si on the side of a tributary of the Amazon River in South America. When they are usually fine, they always come here for vacation with Li Si.
Thinking of this, Chen Ming sat up with his only right hand.
As soon as he sat up, he saw a bloodstain winding through the doorway, and at the end of the bloodstain, a figure lay face down.
The moment he saw that figure, Chen Ming's eyes darkened.
It was Li Si's body.
Although he had thought of this fate when he walked on this road, he never expected it to come so quickly and so suddenly.
Supporting himself with his right arm, he rubbed it on the floor little by little, beads of sweat and tears the size of beans rolled down.
This is his brother, a big brother who plays all the way from open crotch pants!
Inch by inch, foot by foot.
Chen Ming, who could only move his right arm and right leg, moved his body, and for the first time felt that the distance of two or three meters was as far away as the end of the world.
Finally!
I touched it, I touched it, I hugged it.
The cold, lifeless body was so stiff and hard in my arms.
The sound and appearance of the past, even in Chen Ming's gradually blurred mind at the moment, are extremely clear.
And now...
All that remained was a cold corpse.
Chen Ming fainted, and his extreme weakness made him unable to bear this sadness.
Passing out in a coma may be his greatest relief now.
When Chen Ming slowly woke up again, it was already dark.
In the dimness, the cold and stiff touch of his hands told him the cruelty of this world.
Putting down the cold corpse in his arms, gritting his teeth, he crawled to the wall, and after groping in the corner of the wall, pressed a hidden button.
The lights are on.
Along with the flashing lights, there was also an autopsy table, and I struggled to climb onto the bed with all my strength and take out the tools needed for the operation from the side.
"Since they are still alive, then those who are still alive should pay the price!"
When Chen Ming used a scalpel to cut open the muscles of his severed left arm, this was the only thought in his mind.