Chapter 3: George Eugene's shuddering

is such a fat man who would rather sacrifice himself than protect everyone, and stand up when the team is in another critical moment!

Bang bang bang -

Click, click, click,

The moment the fat man got up, several AKs were also aimed at him, and a burst of strafing shot instantly caused countless branches and leaves to fly sideways.

The fat man's solid body was stained with blood, and he held on to his breath and pulled the trigger in his hand.

Suddenly, a tongue of fire gushed out, knocking down the two opponents and injuring several people.

The enemy also did not expect that the fat man would have such terrifying perseverance, and the fat man, who was already a dead man in their eyes, was able to play such a beautiful counterattack when he was seriously injured by a bullet, which was really unexpected.

What's more, they couldn't imagine that someone would dare to stand up under the suppression of such a fierce barrage, isn't this self-defeating?

Again, the muzzles of several black holes adjusted slightly, aiming at the fat man-

Click, click, click,

The fat man was soaked in blood, and with such serious injuries, it was almost certain that his life was gone. The rest of the hope depends on God's will.

It was a matter of seconds, and the succession of shifts finally made the enemy's coordination vulnerable.

The leopard looked at the fallen fat man and clenched the AK in his hand - for a moment, the leopard was about to roar like a fat man, and then there was one word:!

But then the thought was forgotten by the leopard: the leopard still had blood flowing in its body, but it was no longer reckless. All sacrifices will be rewarded, so that the sacrifices can be lived up to!

And to live is no longer for yourself, but also for the sacrificed person to live, and bear two responsibilities.

Sometimes, it takes more courage to live than to die!

"Fatty!!"

The fat man's eyes widened in anger, and the fingers that held the trigger finally let go weakly, and his body fell under the inertia of the bullet, and the blood had stained the ground around him.

Goodbye, Dad, Mom, my son is not filial, and I can't send you to the end.

Brothers, live!

The fat man fell, the tower-like man fell, and the two crystal tears in the corners of his eyes were left by the fat man, the last nostalgia for this world.

Xiaolong and Gouzi also saw this scene, this fat man who has always taken care of the two of them like a big brother, a fat man who is always smiling and never angry, a man like an iron tower, actually fell.

Guo Jian, Da Niu heard the fat man's roar, his heart felt bad, he looked back, and happened to see the fat man's fallen back.

This back, like a mountain, is slowly collapsing at this moment.

Boom -

Boom -

The grenade thrown by the leopard and the black tiger exploded in tacit understanding, which immediately confused the ambushers.

The ambush man was thinking of capturing the leopard and the black tiger alive, but everything was developing in the expected direction.

What do you think, suddenly a fat man popped out and broke a big deal, but in just a few seconds, the mistake was perfectly caught by the leopard and the black tiger, and the two grenades caused a short panic to their own personnel.

George Eugene listened to the fierce gunfire coming from the ambush in the distance, and knew that his plan had succeeded, at least at first.

First, the unexpected attack instantly hit the members of the Eagle Squad, and then, relying on the numerical advantage, he used the barrage to form a torrent of steel that made the Eagle Squad's unable to raise his head, and then gradually approached, and then captured the members of the squad who were still alive.

The members of the living Eagle Squad are of course more valuable than the dead, and they have the advantage of sneak attack, if they can't catch one or two alive with such a good opportunity, they will really be blind for so long and squat, and they will waste the information they got from within Huaxia at a cost.

And the northern frontier, George Eugene silently thought, how can he save the face lost by the British Empire in the northern frontier if he does not capture a few alive?

Because of Wright's stupid actions in the North, George Eugene's position in the organization was threatened, simply because George Eugene was also an Englishman like Wrights.

The blonde-haired and blue-eyed George Eugene, although he was one of the upper class members of the British Empire, was only a small leader in the organization - after all, it was no longer the time for the British Empire to dominate, and the British Empire had regressed from the top of the first-class countries to the middle and lower reaches of the first-class countries.

The background of the empire cannot be counted on, and it can only prove itself by its achievements.

Hmph, when did the British Empire fall to the point where it needed to prove itself by such forced means?

George Eugene was bitter in his heart, and finally he could only sigh helplessly: The British Empire has fallen after all, but the dignity of the empire still does not allow anyone to provoke, since you all doubt that I, George, can lead you, then exchange the prisoners of the Eagle Squad for your trust in me.

Heh, do you think George is so well prepared that he is ready to fight to the end? That would be a big mistake.

George also has his own little abacus: once the situation is not good, he will just slip away, and leave Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood anyway.

When he heard the fierce gunfire of another rhythm, George was suddenly startled: there must have been a situation that he had not expected, otherwise, under the expected suppression of such powerful firepower, the leopards alone would not be able to make any waves.

After that, there were two loud bangs, and the rumbling sound was transmitted through the jungle, startling countless poisonous insects and beasts.

A bad feeling rose in George's heart, and he didn't care about the fighting ahead, and rushed towards the place of battle with a few diehards around him.

As far as he could see, George couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart, followed by an even deeper chill.

George looked at the fat man on the ground, covered in bullet holes, countless bullet holes, densely packed, except for one face, the whole body was beaten into a sieve. Even if body armor can protect against all bullets, can the human body withstand the impact of such a dense bullet?

The fat man's eyes were still wide with rage, AK clenched tightly in his right hand, and he didn't drop his weapon until he died.

As the saying goes, if the crockpot does not break from the wellhead, the general will inevitably die in battle.

The fat man is not a general, he is just a soldier. But it is such a soldier, who can sacrifice himself to become a teammate, so bloody, would rather die than surrender, regardless of his position, this kind of temperament is admired even by George.

Such a person is a hero, but why not a person from the British Empire? George looked around at the crowd and thought silently.

What made him feel silent and speechless was that George thought of this: In the ancient country of China, are there still thousands of people like fat people?

Considering China's vast territory and huge population base, George Eugene shuddered. (To be continued.) )