A bullet hit Xiao Yuanchao's right back, down at close range, 7. The 62 mm caliber warhead hit the bulletproof vest in an explosive shape, and completed the penetration, hitting Xiao Yuanchao's body.

Barrett fell, and Xiao Yuanchao rushed forward several meters away under the powerful warhead penetration force and crawled to the ground.

A stream of blood flowed down the wound, staining the bulletproof vest red and half of the body.

At close range, the AK47 is absolutely formidable in shooting. In the absence of body armor, no matter which part of the human body is hit, it will form a disabling and fatal injury that loses combat effectiveness. If it hits the thigh, it will break the thigh directly; If it hits the chest, it will burst out with a scar the size of a bowl from the back after it is pierced hard.

The trajectory penetrated by the warhead will shatter all muscles and bones, and completely destroy them.

Xiao Yuanchao was wearing a bulletproof vest, and the bulletproof vest could not prevent AK's warhead from invading. The only good thing is to block the warhead, so that the warhead can complete the consumption of penetration power after penetrating the bulletproof vest made of ceramic.

But even so, Xiao Yuanchao's injuries were very serious.

The warhead penetrates the bulletproof vest and deforms, and after entering the **, it becomes an irregular shape, and then rolls to form a cavity effect, but it cannot complete the penetration and stays in the body.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and together with the cigar in his mouth, it shot forward half a meter away, Xiao Yuanchao's body was convulsing, convulsed from pain.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old child saw Xiao Yuanchao fall from the shot, and immediately rushed forward, quickly picked up the two compressed biscuits on the ground, didn't even want the AK rifle, turned around and ran without a trace.

"Poof!"

Xiao Yuanchao spat out a mouthful of blood again, then tried to stretch his spasmodic body, and slowly got up with his hands on the ground. As he got up, he picked up the blood-soaked cigar again and put it back in his mouth.

"Whoa!! ……”

Xiao Yuanchao, who stood up again, let out a howl like a wounded beast, and the sound was transmitted far away, which was desolate and made people's hearts tremble.

"He's not a warrior, he's not a warrior, he's not a warrior......" Xiao Yuanchao kept muttering to himself, picked up Barrett again, and walked forward with still calm steps.

Blood from the wound kept flowing outward, with every step he took.

This is an action that ordinary people can't complete, but Xiao Yuanchao seems to be lightweight, giving people a feeling that he has never been injured.

No one knows how strong his willpower is, but one thing is clear: this is a real god of war who will never lie down!

"Shh~" Xiao Yuanchao whistled, took out a lighter and lit a cigar all in failure, and his eyes suddenly rose with incomparable anger.

"It was my last cigar, but it was wet and I couldn't light it." Xiao Yuanchao raised his head and said to the dilapidated house in front of him: "This is your reason, so you have to pay the price." ”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yuanchao walked forward step by step, still holding half a cigar in his mouth.

"Wow!"

The sound of broken bricks being trampled sounded, and a frightened woman appeared behind a wall, looking at Xiao Yuanchao in horror.

There are people everywhere, civilians affected by the war. They have long had no fixed place to live, so they can only hide in the east**.

This is not a fighter, just a civilian.

Xiao Yuanchao glanced at the woman, turned his head and continued to walk forward.

Professional soldiers never shoot at civilians, this is the morality of professional soldiers, and it is absolutely not to be trampled on. If a professional soldier can shoot civilians with impunity, then he is not worthy of being called a professional soldier.

Every profession has its own code of ethics, and as a soldier, war will always be faced with people like you, not unarmed civilians.

Xiao Yuanchao is persistent and paranoid, and when he keeps the ethics of a professional soldier in mind, he will abide by it and always abide by it.

Seeing that Xiao Yuanchao didn't have any intention of attacking herself, the woman took out a pistol from her clothes, held it with both hands and pulled the wrench on Xiao Yuanchao's back.

"Bang!"

The bullet came out of the chamber and hit Xiao Yuanchao hard in the back.

"Poof!"

Xiao Yuanchao spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his body was planted forward under the penetrating force of the warhead, and he fell to the ground again.

The pistol bullet is effectively blocked by a bulletproof vest and does not cause any damage to **. However, the penetrating force made it impossible for him to remain normal, triggering all the wounds on his body, forming a violent pain.

The woman fired a shot and immediately disappeared without a trace. There was no timidity in her eyes, but hatred.

"Hehehe......"

Xiao Yuanchao got up, sat on the ground and smiled. After laughing, he continued to get up and strode forward, his waist straight forward.

In a ruined room in the distance, the faces of a member of an armed group were shocked beyond measure. They really didn't know how Xiao Yuanchao got up and continued to move forward, let alone why he didn't chase and shoot the child and the woman.

"This is a true professional soldier who should be respected." A militant stared at Xiao Yuanchao's straight body like a green pine, and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Why didn't he chase and kill?" Another militant looked very annoyed and said to his companion: "If he pursues and kills, he will die, and we will not have to face this demon!" ”

"Retreat, retreat, he'll die sooner or later!" The militants gave the order to retreat.

With the order given, all the militants in the city retreated, including those hiding in other corners.

"Smack! Smack! ……”

Xiao Yuanchao lit the cigar with a lighter over and over again, but unfortunately he couldn't light it successfully. Because the cigar was so wet, the wet couldn't be lit at all.

"Invaders! Aggressor! ”

Behind the remnants of the wall in front of them, there was a sudden roar, and a group of civilians in ragged clothes waved machetes and wooden sticks, screaming, and rushed towards Xiao Yuanchao frantically.

These civilians include old people, women, children, but not a single adult man. Their eyes were full of anger and their faces were full of unflinching fearlessness.

Because Xiao Yuanchao was an aggressor, they regarded Xiao Yuanchao as an aggressor.

In the face of this group of civilians who rushed up without fear of life and death, Xiao Yuanchao stood there and did not move, staring at these civilians with pity, holding the MP5 submachine gun in his left hand, aiming at these real civilians, but they were civilians without armed forces.

"Beacon for help! Follow me! A woman's voice came from Xiao Yuanchao's left side.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Yuanchao's eyes narrowed fiercely, put down the submachine gun and ran to the left, finding the owner of the voice.

"Let's go!" A woman shrouded in Iraqi-specific clothing pulled Xiao Yuanchao and ran forward along the remnant wall.

After running ten meters, she jumped into a deep pit with Xiao Yuanchao and got underground.

Beacon call for help is a code, a code that no one knows except for one's own people.

Immediately afterward, the woman got back into the ground, pulled out two grenades and threw them at the pursuing civilians, before jumping in quickly.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Grenades exploded among the civilians, and howls rang out one after another.

"This is the battlefield, and there are no civilians on the battlefield." The woman pulled down the black cloth covering her face and stared into Xiao Yuanchao's eyes with a pair of incomparably beautiful exotic deep eyes.

After finishing speaking, the woman took Xiao Yuanchao to quickly shuttle through the underground passage, and when she reached a turning point, she threw a grenade backwards again, blowing up the road and collapsing.