Hearing the sound of rushing water, Churkin stopped. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In front of it is a cliff, and the outlet of the waterfall is about 20 meters below the top of the cliff, and more than 100 meters down is a waterhole about the size of a basketball court.

It's autumn, and the amount of water at the waterfall is small, and the pool isn't too deep.

If you jump, you will definitely be crushed.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Churkin hid behind a mossy rock.

The RPK had long since run out of bullets and was thrown away by Churkin.

The rest, there was only one PYA combat pistol.

Pulling out his pistol and pulling open the sleeve to inspect it, Churkin put the muzzle of the gun to his mouth.

Not to commit suicide by swallowing a gun, but to kiss him on the muzzle of a gun.

Three years ago, before Churkin took off his rank and went to Ukraine with the officers and men of the squadron, his fiancée gave him the pistol.

Over the next two years, Churkin repeatedly used this pistol to kill the enemy in critical moments, saving his life.

This is not only a token of love given to him by his fiancée, but also his talisman and guardian saint.

Only this time, Churkin knew he was in danger.

On the battlefield in eastern Ukraine, the Ukrainian government army and pro-government militias are facing the five war scumbags, and now the enemy is fierce mercenaries.

Nania, are you okay?

Holding a pistol, Churkin remembered his fiancée.

It was as if it was not a cold and hard gun handle, but a soft little hand.

The footsteps approached and slowed down.

There were six mercenaries, two on the left and two on the right, and the other two were a few dozen meters away, standard outflanking tactics.

Churkin took a deep breath and prepared to rush out.

Anyway, you can't hide, even if you want to die, you have to kill a few mercenaries!

"Da Da Da ......"

Before Churkin could get up, a gun rang out, it was a light machine gun.

A rain of bullets immediately enveloped the rocks where Churkin was hiding.

It was at this time that an object flew over and landed beside Churkin.

Grenade!

Ruthless, really ruthless!

The mercenaries were obviously frightened and didn't give Churkin any chance.

Churkin didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately rolled towards the edge of the cliff against the ground.

"Boom-"

The grenade exploded, and the powerful shock wave shook Churk's golden eyes.

It's just that Churkin was not blown up.

It was an offensive grenade, not a defensive grenade that relied on fragmentation.

With a cliff ahead, Churkin stopped sharply and pointed his pistol to the left while lying on his stomach.

By this time, the light machine gun had ceased fire.

It's just that Churkin didn't think so much.

Even without the light machine gun's firepower, the four mercenaries who had outflanked him would have been able to kill him with rifles.

The two mercenaries were just over ten meters away, both armed with assault rifles.

Churkin saw them, but could not see clearly.

The grenade exploded, causing a slight concussion, and it would take a while for vision to be restored.

If it causes retinal detachment, Churkin's vision can never be restored.

Before he could pull the trigger, the two mercenaries fell.

What's going on?

It happened suddenly, and his vision was impaired, and Churkin didn't see it clearly at all.

Only one thing is certain, both mercenaries were shot in the head, because when they fell, both heads were blown open by bullets.

A third person appeared, as if still shouting.

It's just that Churkin didn't hear anything.

It was not only the eyesight that was damaged in the explosion, but also the hearing.

Churkin turned the muzzle of the gun away.

"Get down!"

The sound was small, as if it was coming from far away.

The man fired, and Churkin saw the fire erupting from the muzzle of the gun.

It's just that the bullet did not hit Churkin, but flew past Churkin.

In shock, Churkin turned his head sharply.

More than ten meters behind him, the other two mercenaries had been shot and fell.

Who was that man, and how could he shoot at the mercenary?

Churkin clearly remembers that during the breakout, the two men who followed him were killed one after another, and the other men all died outside the manor.

The man ran, but without stopping, towards the two mercenaries on the right.

At this time, Churkin saw clearly that it was a man, at least the back of a man.

He wore a black combat suit that was not so suitable for use in the field, and carried a large pocket that was supposed to be a weapon like a sniper rifle.

Churkin raised his pistol.

"Whoosh-"

As soon as he heard the sound, Churkin felt a jolt in his hand, and the pistol flew out.

And one more!?

By the time he came to his senses, the man had already come to him.

"Don't even think about it."

Hearing this, to be precise, seeing the muzzle of the gun aimed at his forehead, Churkin put down his hand and gave up the idea of pulling out the dagger.

The man spoke Russian, which was not very authentic, mainly because his tongue was not big enough and he had a pronounced foreign accent.

"We've killed all the mercenaries you're hunting down. Seeing that you are a man, we came to the rescue. You'd better get acquainted and don't force me to do it myself. ”

"Who are you and who are you?"

The man ignored it, turned and walked away.

"You think it saved me? My people are all dead, Kuka, Berezinko, Mekav, Popova, they are all dead! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Churkin was grabbed by the collar, followed by two slaps.

These two blows woke Churkin up.

is an Oriental, very young, no more than thirty years old.

That's right, it's Wang Dong.

At this point, Churkin saw another man coming with a rifle.

It's a woman, also young, and still beautiful.

Obviously, she is Luo Qing.

"Their deaths are all your fault. If you don't do it, they won't die. Do you think there's no one in this world that you can't kill? ”

"Why do you talk so much nonsense with him? Fools like this are too many. Luo Qing was impatient because she felt that she shouldn't waste her time saving this idiot.

Luo Qing spoke English, but Churkin clearly understood.

Churkin was immediately enraged.

As soon as he struggled hard, a fist smashed over.

With just one punch, Churkin fell to his stomach.

It's not that Wang Dong's strength is great, but that Churkin was injured.

"Kill me, kill me!" Churkin did not admit defeat, and in his dictionary of life, there is no word "admit defeat".

When Churkin raised his head, Wang Dong pressed a pistol against his forehead.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare?"

Churkin didn't dodge it, didn't struggle anymore, just raised his head and let the muzzle of the gun move to his eyebrows.

Obviously, Wang Dong has already regretted it.

knew that this was a guy who didn't eat oil and salt, so he didn't care about this idle matter.

It is obviously impossible to make this guy with developed limbs and a simple mind sane, and even if he doesn't die here, sooner or later he will die somewhere else.

If you can save him once, can you save him for the rest of your life?

Wang Dong let out a long breath and opened the pistol safe.

Just as Wang Dong was about to pull the trigger, the sound of the walkie-talkie came from more than ten meters away.