Once a normal person's heart is broken, the blood in the body will be lost rapidly, which will affect the brain. Under normal circumstances, the body's consciousness will last for about five to ten seconds at this time, which may be a little longer, but it will not exceed 20 seconds before it will go into shock. After about five minutes of bleeding, the human body will experience irreversible damage or even direct death.

But the situation that Yang Hao is looking for, where can he find someone to help him deal with his heart injury?

So his consciousness could only last for about ten seconds.

At this moment, he made a decision.

He grabbed the gun, used all the strength he had left, stood up, and appeared directly behind the window.

At this time, his eyes were unusually fierce and crazy, and his face was hideous, and even distorted.

Less than a second after he was shot, he figured out something that could barely be counted by a human being.

According to the pain on his body and the hole in the wall, two points and one line, in an instant, he calculated the approximate location of the cold thorn, and found that the cold thorn did not move at all, and was still in the previous position.

Picking up the gun, Yang Hao aimed directly at the window in his memory.

"Bang!"

A gunshot roared from the muzzle of Yang Hao's sniper rifle, and a bullet flew out of the muzzle of a large area of flames, shattering the glass of the window in front of him, and flew towards the place where Yang Hao was pointing.

If you slow down the camera, you can find that when Yang Hao's bullet pierced the window glass in front of him, there was also a bullet on the opposite side, almost passing by the bullet fired by Yang Hao.

"Smack!"

The glass made another crunch, and a second bullet hole appeared.

"Flutter". The bullets that flew in accurately hit Yang Hao's forehead. The bullet that drilled into Yang Hao's head passed through the back of his head, and a large area of blood and human tissue was carried out by the bullet.

"Let's go!"

The gun in Yang Hao's hand fell to the ground.

The madness in Yang Hao's eyes gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a sluggishness.

His body took two steps back and stood in that place. A few seconds later, Yang Hao's body fell straight backwards.

The muzzle of the cold thorn was still pointed at this side, but he had no strength to move.

His head was lying on his side, his hand holding the trigger still gripping the grip of the gun. But if you look closely, you'll find out. on his hands. There are dots of red liquid.

Turning an angle, the sniper scope of the cold sniper rifle, had shattered, and his right eye. The eyeballs are gone. Instead. It was a blur of flesh and blood, and the other was intact, but it exuded a look of disbelief.

But this look. But it has also solidified.

There is no one else who can make this blow, but Yang Hao.

In that situation, Yang Hao counterattacked with his consciousness that only had ten seconds left. But this final counterattack did have an effect.

No matter how you look at Yang Hao's chances, the chances are not very big, but the facts are here, although Yang Hao died under the muzzle of the cold thorn, but before he died, he also took the cold thorn away.

A few minutes later, Zhang Tianhai began to call Yang Hao, but Yang Hao was no longer able to answer him.

Zhang Tianhai's face turned ugly.

The night meteor was killed, and Yang Hao was also killed, but I don't know if Leng Thorn died. If he hadn't died, then there would be a big problem.

Yang Hao at the last moment didn't have time to report the situation here, so Zhang Tianhai and the others on the main battlefield didn't know about the life or death of the cold stab.

"Shadow is dead! Wen Tong, watch out for snipers, pay attention to saving bullets, I need you to be able to hit every shot! Zhang Tianhai shouted.

"Got it!"

Milan replied, leaving the window where she was, and began to move backwards.

From now on, he needs to hide too.

Zhang Tianhai calculated slightly.

In the best-case scenario, the right hand of God had a cold thorn and another person, a total of two people died, and eight people were still alive. On his side, two snipers died, and there were six people left. In terms of numbers, the opponent occupies a relatively large advantage, two to two, the score is 2 to 2.5, and he is still at a disadvantage.

And if the cold thorn is not dead, then the score alone is 1 to 2.5. According to the worst-case scenario, from now on, on your side, you must kill the other two people without dying to overtake the score. If someone dies, then more people need to be killed.

Raising his hand and looking at the time, half of the game time had passed. In less than an hour and a half after that, at least two people on his side had to be killed.

He thought about it quickly and decided on the key point.

If you want to achieve such results, the most important person is Milan.

Two snipers died, then this vacancy could only be filled by Milan, and only he could do such a thing. And he didn't have many bullets, in the previous firefights, he had already fired a lot of bullets, wounding two people, but looking at the other party's firepower, it didn't seem to kill them. Now there are seven bullets left in Milan, and these seven bullets may be the most critical firepower.

If your side is at a disadvantage, the opponent may attack, but they may also retreat out of the range of the Black Sabre and hide it, so as to drag the current score until the end of the game. However, no matter how the other party will act, Milan, who has accurate firepower, will be the person that the other party fears the most.

So his current actions are about to change.

Not to mention the rest, his remaining firepower must reach an absolute hit. He didn't have a lot of bullets, and in the current situation, it was impossible to get them to the next supply point, and he had to make good use of all the bullets he had left.

Milan themselves probably knew about these situations, and suddenly felt a little more pressured on themselves. His strings tightened, trying to make his mind go blank and not think about it.

If you think about it too much, these pressures may turn into your own mistakes, in that case, you will be too sorry for the dead Night Meteor and Yang Hao.

Milan stepped back a few distances, burrowed into another building, and set up his gun by the edge of a window.

Although he has a semi-automatic sniper rifle in his hand, it can be regarded as a sniper rifle, although it is not as accurate as the guns of Yang Hao and the night meteor, but in the street battle in the city, the most important thing between snipers is not only accuracy, but also continuous firepower, because the terrain in the city is relatively complex, and it is basically impossible to encounter hundreds of thousands of kilometers of fire. There is such a reason, therefore, Milan's role is even higher than the two of them.

What's more, the two of them don't have many bullets themselves, so their importance is even smaller.

So from the beginning, Milan was actually the central figure of the Black Sabre in this battle.

As long as he doesn't die, then this game will be played.

Although Yang Hao and the Night Meteor have been out, one of them has cleared the danger behind them, and the other has solved the person who poses the greatest threat to Milan.

As soon as the gun was fired, Milan realized that something was wrong.

took a closer look, but found that the opponent's firepower points were much less, and they were still weakening.

He immediately understood, and reported on the radio: "The other side is retreating!" ”

When Zhang Tianhai heard this, he immediately shouted: "Assassins, werewolves, find a good position, contain them, even if you can't suppress them, you must understand their movements, and we must not let them disappear in front of our eyes!" ”

"Roger!"

Both Wei Gong and Jia Wen left their hidden places and followed the hallway in the room, starting to get as close to the right hand of God as possible.

On Milan's side, the hand holding the gun was still steady, but a trace of sweat was oozing from his forehead.

In the sniper scope, he can see the actions of the other party, but those people are also experienced, and even if they appear, it is often only a matter of a moment, leaving no time for Milan to aim.

His bullets were running out, and such a blink of an eye made him dare not shoot at will.

Taking a deep breath, Milan closed his left eye and focused all his energy on his right eye behind the sniper scope.

The crosshairs in the sniper scope are silently pointing to the left side of a window.

Although he didn't have a chance to shoot before, it also made him observe something. Behind this window is the place where the right hand of God must retreat.

The right hand of God is still fighting back, or there is not much firepower after the break, and there are not many people who have not retreated yet. In other words, Milan will not have many chances to shoot at this time, and may even only have one shot.

I don't know if it's been a few seconds, maybe a minute. Milan suddenly found himself aiming at something, something moved.

This time Milan did not hesitate and pulled the trigger directly.

A bullet came out of its chamber and flew there.

The bullet passed through the street, grazed the window and flew into the window.

The next moment, Milan saw a sudden change in the trajectory of a figure's movements, and the body rushing forward suddenly moved to the side.

Where Milan pointed, he saw some blood on the ground there.

"Hit!"

Milan immediately reported.

At this time, Wei Gong and Jiawen had already come to a place not far from the street diagonally opposite the room.

From here, the two of them noticed with the naked eye that the other was retreating, but at this moment, they sensed that something was wrong at the same time.

Because they retreated in a particularly hurry, they ran as fast as they could, as if they were running for their lives. They also saw the man Milan had hit, and they fell to the ground, motionless, but they couldn't see whether Milan's shot had hit the vital point. But the men didn't even bother him, but fled as quickly as possible.

The two people who wanted to chase in, saw this situation, and immediately stopped and hid behind the gate. (To be continued......)