The sound of a cigar that "can't be removed...... seems so fluctuating in the headphones: "Boss, I can't do it anymore." Really, I already feel like I'm dying. We're all mercenaries, you know that feeling. I won't do it, you should withdraw ...... quickly."

Hou Dasheng's eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth had begun to bubble. The combat uniform on his body had been torn, and he changed out of a magazine and swallowed his spit: "Cigar, listen to me." If you survive and help me fight, then I still have a chance. If you die, I can't leave. I'm sure you know exactly who they are. ”

"None of these people are easy to deal with. I'm doing my best now, but it's hard to say how many I've done. Hou Dasheng had a hoarse voice, his voice was very dry now. Even after swallowing saliva, it was still dry, which made his voice sound strange: "Get down and find cover!" Help me cover! Without you, I would have died! Survive, it's the order!! ”

Hou Dasheng was well aware that once the cigar was abandoned. Then he is dead. But with a breath, maybe you can survive. In addition, what he said is also true. Without the cover of a cigar, the other party will directly suppress him with firepower. He couldn't move at all.

As long as he moves slightly, the other party's bullet rain will follow. Luck will bless you a few times, but not forever. Hou Dasheng didn't dare to guarantee that he would have enough physical strength to do a good job in every tactical move, and that he would have enough energy to make every judgment.

The bulletproof inserts on his body have been shattered, and the powder of the ceramic inserts has slipped out little by little. They have done their best to fulfill their mission. Now any bullet hitting Hou Dasheng's body may make him directly hang up.

"Dada...... Da Da ......" On Hou Dasheng's right, gunshots rang out. Hearing the sound of gunshots, Hou Dasheng kicked on the rock without hesitation and suddenly rushed out. And the moment his body rushed out, he felt a sudden shock in his chest!

This was followed by a tearing pain in the ribs of the chest. If it was in the past, Hou Dasheng would definitely have deformed his tactical movements because of this pain. But at this time, he was just under the impact of the warhead, and his figure was a little slight. But it didn't directly affect his entire tactical moves.

"Bang bang bang ......bang" and the moment the bullet hit him, he instantly judged that the other party was shooting position. Without hesitation, the trigger was pulled, and the gunshots rang out! On a rock about 50 meters away from Hou Dasheng, the beaten powder was splashed. A cloud of blood splattered out!

It was also at this time that Hou Dasheng felt that his head was hit by something! The huge impact force made him almost faint in an instant. The neck had to lean back a little under the huge impact force. Hou Dasheng quickly adjusted, allowing himself to fall directly onto the yellow sand with this force.

By the force of falling, this power is unloaded. Then I saw him roll to the right and return to the back of the rock. It was also at this time that he felt as if his calf had been rubbed by something, and then he felt some cool liquid flowing out of his calf.

Hou Dasheng knew that he had been shot. At this time, a large rain of bullets "popped and ......" almost all of the area where Hou Dasheng was located. Just now, even if he stood out under the desperate cover of the cigar, he was still swept back directly.

After being shot several times, Hou Dasheng already felt that his cervical spine muscles were strained. If you didn't remove the force just now, you might have broken your cervical spine at this time. didn't take off the helmet, and Hou Dasheng also knew that the bullet was fired against the helmet. The helmet of the prototype slid the warhead away, however, the huge impact force did not completely unload.

If you just pushed yourself hard, maybe it was the result of a cervical fracture. Even now, the situation is not much better. Glanced at his calf, where blood was flowing. The warhead did not hit the leg directly. Otherwise, Hou Dasheng's leg would be useless.

The warhead also grazed over, and even so, it tore a terrible wound on Hou Dasheng's calf. Blood kept pouring out of nowhere. He took the hemostatic powder out of his tactical pocket and sprinkled it on it. Simply tie it tightly with a bandage. Hou Dasheng pressed the throat microphone: "Cigar, have you hung up?" ”

"Not dead. But almost, sir. The sound of the cigar became more and more erratic. Hou Dasheng knew that this was a symptom of excessive blood loss. Originally, several wounds on the cigar had been losing blood constantly, and it must have been a lot of action to cover himself just now. As a result of the vigorous movements, the wound ruptures and more blood flows.

But I could hear the sound of the cigar, floating like a cacophony of electric waves: "They were all staring at you just now, chief." Otherwise, I'd have been killed. Their snipers are coming, I see it, we look like we're going to die......"

Hou Dasheng smiled and sat down behind the rock. At this time, the gunfire of the other side had stopped. Obviously, these people don't want to waste bullets. At this point, it is enough to hold on to the bunker where the rocks and cigars are located.

When the position is close, attack directly. It can be said that the other party is with 120,000 caution to deal with Hou Dasheng and them.

"Dead is dead! I've killed a few, and you've taken several. We're proud enough. Hou Dasheng clenched his gun and said with a smile: "These bastards are not ordinary bastards. They're the most elite bastards in that country across the ocean! If we can push them to this point, let's be content! ”

The sound of the cigar is as weak as a falling leaf in the autumn wind: "Who says it's not?" I was content. Chief, it's a pleasure to work with you. It's true. I don't have anything to worry about, I just hope that we jackals can continue to exist. Someone, who can remember us ......"

Hou Dasheng listened to the sound of the cigar and gradually lowered it. He slowly lowered his head. He knew it was Cigar's last words. Lost too much blood, still in the desert. After a lot of exercise, the cigar has been able to last almost entirely on this breath until now.

This breath is going to disperse now. In fact, why didn't Hou Dasheng himself survive until now with that breath? ! The entire three-headed dog has died, and the black group that followed Hou Dasheng has also died. And the last one, cigars. He's dead.

Hou Dasheng felt that he was about to die. Maybe it will be later, but the results are probably no different. I checked the glorious bullet on my body and made sure that the glory bullet left for me would not explode after being kicked off like last time. Hou Dasheng smiled with satisfaction. The master has been for half his life, even if he dies, he has to die in the same battle as the master!