"According to you, I'm dying, and I'm worried that I'll leak it?" I sneered, but the "gray squirrel" was not provoked, sighed and said, "If it were someone else, I might have let him die a better death." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBut as far as I know, being merciful to your men is to draw yourself a one-way ticket to heaven right away. So you'd better see you soon. ”

"Actually, you're afraid of an ambush, aren't you?" I sneered, "Not only are you afraid that more enemies will ambush you, but you're also afraid that you won't be able to take me down with your strength." So not only did you deliberately ignore me, wanting to see if I was on my own or someone else to eliminate the Allies in the back row; I also deliberately let your technician and a soldier be bait, so that I, who had already escaped, would fall into the net. It's a good calculation, but if you had the courage to kill me at the time, maybe there wouldn't have been so much to lose. ”

The atmosphere suddenly wasn't right. The mood of the few people who were in the same hatred just now became a little delicate. I don't know what's wrong, but is it right on their minds?

"It was an accident," replied Squirrel, shrugging, "that I was too cautious." ”

"But you killed seven of your men," I sneered, "and this accident seems a bit bigger, doesn't it?" Although you gave away a full seven lives, you still managed to erect the communication tower, and it seems that you have been prepared for a long time. Unimportant people stay and sacrifice, and you can keep the people who really feel valuable to complete the task for you. That soldier and technician have ended their value in erecting a communication tower, and it is enough to lure me out with death, so you don't hesitate to use them as bait. ”

"You...... You...... You are talking nonsense! The "squirrel" sounded furious and shouted hoarsely. I ignored him because the other four were clearly at odds. I don't know who has a thought in his head: Are we next?

I added with added a second sentence: "How many military rules did you make just now, and how many mistakes did you make?" Knowing that I am an enemy, I deliberately ignored it, and I didn't save your seven comrades-in-arms when they saw death, and just now I gave up my two comrades-in-arms as bait...... Tsk, no matter who says these things, it's hard for you to escape a bullet. Of course, maybe the 'Viper 2' will think that the bullet is wasteful on you, just take off the spacesuit and report 'death in battle'. Right? "Even though I was wearing a glass mask, I could feel the other person's annoyance.

It is said that liars blush and their hearts skip a beat, but my inner activity is absolutely calm now, because I see the thoughts of "gray squirrel". Although these "comrades-in-arms" were his chance to turn the tide, he was not sure that his early mistakes and the use of his comrades as bait would be known by his superiors, and he did not know if his success in killing me would offset the loss of fifteen astronaut soldiers killed in the battle (if he knew that he was going to kill Makyebka, he would have done it even if he had taken fifteen more squadrons). It's impossible to expect others to keep your secrets, so there's only one way: to be the only one in the know.

But in the emotions of the remaining four people, there seemed to be a taste of "mouth stopping", as if what they heard was something new. The emotion was first shock, then fear, and then a rift that was expanding infinitely. The two forces are becoming three, one is me, the other is the "gray squirrel" who angrily scolds me for "sowing discord" with the radio, and the four astronauts who are shocked by the gray squirrel.

Finally, as I expected, gunshots rang out from behind. I pulled out my pistol and opened fire on an astronaut soldier in the left rear, and there was a scream over the radio and the sizzle of burning wires. I didn't have time to care about the guy on the left, but I turned straight to the right, snatched the gun of the other stunned man in the right rear, pushed him backwards, and gave him a make-up shot. The Allied space warfare gun has a much greater recoil than the laser gun, but fortunately it can still be used. All of this happened so quickly, and "Squirrel" was still caught in hand-to-hand combat with two of his men, all over the radio shouting at each other. My participation turned the tide of things, as I punched several holes in the helmet of one of them with my gun, and the other was thrown off the cliff by the "Squirrel", making up a few shots as he fell. In just a few seconds, the four soldiers were wiped out, leaving me and the "gray squirrel" standing on the edge of the cliff. If it weren't for the fact that our guns and eyes were nervously pointed at each other, those who didn't know would have thought we were comrades-in-arms.

After a few seconds of silence, "Grey Squirrel" spoke first. "You're not bad at brains and skills," he said in a hoarse voice, "I thought those four guys would stay until you died, but I didn't expect you to live longer." I don't think anyone else has such a good reaction and skill as you have, except for Valkyrie and our captain. You don't belong to Yuri's forces, so who are you? ”

"I didn't expect you to survive," I replied lightly, "and when you die, I can consider telling you who I am." Now all I can say is one sentence: I'm here for revenge. ”

"It seems that the general is right, you guys must still have fish that have slipped through the net." "Squirrel" sneered, and I frowned: "General? Which one? ”

"You don't need to know this, because even if you can kill me, the moon is your burial place, and victory belongs to the free world!" "Squirrel" smirked, "but I can consider giving you a treat." ”

"Thanks," I suggested, "but at such a close distance, shooting us would have killed us all." So, I'll count one, two, three, how about we put the gun down and have a one-on-one fight? ”

There was a sharp fluctuation in the other party's emotions, and although it subsided quickly, I quickly caught it. After three seconds of hesitation, he said softly, "No problem, I accept it." But before we get into the fight, I want to ask you a question. ”

"Ask, I'll do my best to accommodate a dying man's request." I whispered softly.

There was a slight displeasure in the other party, and the sound of breathing became heavy and noisy on the radio, but continued to ask, "What's your name?"

“…… You just call me Duanmu, and I'll tell you my full name. What about you? "It was so easy for me not to let the surname "Ulyanov" be spoken.

"My name is Price," "Squirrel seemed to laugh before saying, "John Price." A native of London, England. Maybe you've heard my name, killed an A-class psychic engineer and a Yuri clone in Dubai last year, and participated in the rescue of your so-called 'traitor' from a Russian military base in Siberia three years ago, are you satisfied now? ”

Actually, I know if you don't say it. But the duel began, and I didn't say that.

"Let's get started. I count. Three-"

I raised my assault rifle, and Price raised his pistol, glaring at each other's hands like that.

"Two-" At about the same time, we slowly lowered our guns from the top of our heads to the ground. I could feel Price's heartbeat, beating as fast as I did.

Opportunity, we are all waiting for it. This duel is a scam, it just depends on who has the best skills.

"One-" "You've lost!" "At the moment our guns are all close to the ground, but Price's pistol is more flexible. Before he could get out of his hand, he picked it up at great speed, and I didn't have time to pick up the assault rifle, so I had to drop it.

The radio was filled with Price's laughter, then abruptly halted to another burst of gunfire. He looked at his chest, and then at me, who was slowly approaching him with another pistol, and looked shocked.

"Didn't you notice, I only took out your soldier's assault rifle, not the pistol that killed him?" I sneered and shook the pistol in front of him, and he said with difficulty: "You...... Who is it? ”

"I'm ......," I said, pulling out his pistol and throwing it out, before I said unhurriedly, "My name is Makjebka." Yes, you've probably heard that I'm the 'youngest Hero of the Soviet Union' that Pravda boasted about, Major General Makyebka Viradimo Ulyanov. ”

Immediately after saying that, I shot three times at the glass cover. Making sure the glass cover was pierced, I gave a gentle push and Price landed down the hill behind me.