"Bring me the wrench, well, it's the straight-gripped, axe-like thing." Simon is lying under the chassis of the pickup truck, this pickup truck does not dare to say anything else, but Simon can be sure that this old antique car has definitely not been overhauled after the war, and it is an out-and-out miracle that it can still be launched, fortunately, the army is a big classroom, and repairing vehicles is the basic skill of the rangers.

Peter sent the tools, and Simon laboriously twisted the coils, the wiring aging, praying that it wasn't the engine or the fuel tank that was out of order, and that he would die at his final destination. Simon prayed to heaven.

"I think what's the name of that unlucky place in the market this afternoon?" The three of them camped on the leeward side of the interstate, and the night was cold, not to mention the cold, Simon gave a hot breath to his almost frozen palms and chatted casually.

"William Market." Peter squatted next to the car, Jonathan was on the first shift, and the night vision goggles were petite and delicate in the hands of the giant.

"Oh." Simon responded, and said with a rather wicked taste: "Do you remember the idiot who was thrown out by your father, I think he thinks you are a little beauty." ”

You don't have to guess to know that Peter rolled his eyes, the boy got up with his hands on his knees, and the night breeze sent a fluttering word: "Only a fool remembers what an idiot has done." ”

"Hey, don't go." Simon secretly said badly, he cut the wrong line, and the oil suddenly sprayed him on his face, and hurriedly made up for it, Simon spit a few mouthfuls of saliva mixed with black oil, and didn't forget to continue to tease: "You look back and shoot in that posture, if you are really a girl, you can charm countless silly boys." ”

This time, it was my father's turn to speak heavily: "I think Peter is very good in this life, and it is best to bring it in the next life." ”

Simon's rattling laughter stopped abruptly, and then fell silent, and he subconsciously confused the pre-war and post-war again.

……

The night is not friendly to anyone, first and foremost the various carnivorous beasts that roam the wilderness, and you never know how many unfriendly eyes are watching in the night, waiting for the right moment to come up and split the blood. But compared to the beasts, the mob is the most important to guard against, and cannibalism seems to have been naturally raised to the point of natural selection.

"Woohoo." Dognose Smith signaled to Dunn, who stepped forward in small steps and asked in a low voice, "Arrived?" ”

The wayfinder's nose was unusually large, and at first glance he was suffering from radiation sickness, which gave him extreme sensitivity to smell, and Smith really learned to curl his hands in front of his chest, sniffed the night deeply, pointed to the north, and said: "Northwest, three hundred meters, the smell of oil is very strong." ”

Dunn's hollow/eyes blinked to sourness, and the miserable white moonlight barely illuminated the road a few meters away, otherwise it was pitch black, and with the red dot mirror on the boss's rifle, he bent down and reported to the boss: "Boss, three hundred meters." ”

"Follow the old rules." The boss waved his hand irritably, and there were eight or nine helpers around, and as soon as he heard that there was a beautiful girl, Dunn's men all came, for fear of missing a rare good time.

Dunn saw the girl turn around and shoot her, and he began to imagine what it was like under the hood, it must be different. It's a good idea to tie her hands and get her pants legs tied to a pistol!

The team was lined up in two columns, one of them found his way, and the rest followed the former's trail, and the sentinels sent by the rotting wolf watched them from the periphery, and the animal instinct told them that this night was probably a good time for a good harvest.

"Two hundred meters." The dognose reminded, but the last tone was sharply raised, and it was extremely unwise to speak loudly in the wilderness, and the voice could be heard hundreds of meters away, scaring the snake? However, the dog's nose lay down, and his eyebrows were filled with black holes, and he died.

"Da" Simon pulled the trigger, Peter took the night vision goggles to report the direction, a few days later, the teenager learned quickly, and the routine target shooting activities at night contributed to it, but Simon himself didn't quite understand, he would rather endure the cold than light a bonfire, how could that group of mobs find the direction every time?

As early as five hundred meters away, Jonathan found this group of enemies who were preparing to sneak attack, in view of the last lesson, Simon was ready to get closer and annihilate, he didn't want to have another symbolic killing result that attracted a large group of people to besiege, the problem of the pickup truck was largely blamed on the midnight terror the day before yesterday, and in the end, it was the rotten wolves who chased until dawn, and the old driver was drag racing? Dances with wolves.

In an instant, several people's eyebrows bounced and fell, Dunn was so frightened that his legs were like chaff, and the three girls found them? Sniping a few hundred meters away? Who is it? Let's just guess that dust towel is a sniper! I advised the boss not to come before, why didn't the boss listen? For a moment, Dunn's mind flooded with colorful images.

The boss roared angrily and swept wildly with his rifle, and the large cloud of gun flames became the brightest source of light after the moonlight, shouting: "Brothers! Just a sniper! There is still a way to live! ”

I have to say that the boss usually treats people very well, and his subordinates who are willing to work for him have stood up and followed the boss roaring and charging, at first there were nine flickering gunflames, and then they decreased one by one, Dunn seemed to see the girl standing in the moon, biu a shot.

The probability of a person being forced to a dead end is very large, M110A4 is a semi-automatic sniper rifle, and the rate of fire is more than enough than the bottom, but Simon actually hit several rounds crookedly, and the running speed of the leader almost reached the level of the rotten wolf's full sprint, Simon shook his hand and signaled Jonathan to solve the enemy in front of him, he should give priority to the number of enemy troops.

"Roar!" Jonathan's upper body muscles skyrocketed, Simon repeatedly missed the enemy chief pulled out a machete to fight the giant head-on, Simon thought he was going to see an earth-shattering battle, but Jonathan picked up the pipe wrench and threw it round, the enemy fell directly on his back, Jonathan laughed: "This thing is really good." ”

"Don't!" Simon hurriedly reminded, but it was too late, and the giant man threw out the pipe wrench, and the 20MM cannon smashed the other man's head.

Peter patted Simon and motioned for me to use it. Simon corrected the boy's posture of holding the gun and said, "Breathe lightly, simple and easy, do you see that idiot?" Isn't it like that idiot who pinched your ass? Missed? Don't worry, he has two hands and three legs, I'll give you five shots. ”

The moonlight pierced the clouds, Dunn ran with his head in his hands, the sand pit smashed by the bullets splashed dust, and he had the feeling that the girl he had been talking about for a long time was standing on the rocks at this time, shooting one shot at a time.

But how dare he turn back.

"Fourth shot." Simon reminded that Peter's first four shots were all crooked, and it was not necessary to pick bones in the eggs when he hit a moving target at a distance of three or four hundred meters at night.

"Fifth shot." The last shot hit the fleeer in the shin, Peter handed over the sniper rifle, Simon put on a new magazine, pulled the bolt, and was about to replace the man, but Peter held down the sniper rifle and said, "Don't waste bullets, the wolf will come." ”

"Besides, the wolves also want to eat."

Simon folded the sniper rifle, put his back on his shoulder, and sighed heartily, "You're such a little bitch." ”