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As soon as the beard's voice fell, followed by another gunshot, the bullet dragged its tail, whistling past the top of the beard's head, and hit the wooden board opposite, and the wooden flowers flew one after another, and I hurriedly said: "Damn, don't make a sound, turn off the flashlight, and look for cover!" After saying that, everyone instantly turned off their flashlights and hid one after another. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info updated as soon as possible

It was pitch black inside the wooden house, and because of the scattered fluorescence in the moat, it was brighter outside.

I served in the reconnaissance company for a while, and I have some experience in sniper ambushes, and the two shots just now came in from the door, and outside the door is a straight road, there is no cover, which means that the guy who put the cold gun didn't take us seriously at all, and he knows the environment here well, and after the raid, he will quickly transfer. More and faster chapters are here.

None of them dared to make a sound, quietly observing the movements around them, and in the ghost town, there was a deathly silence. Be the first to update

After a while, a strong bloody breath came to my nose, and I remembered the team doctor who was shot, and I hurriedly groped to the side, and my hand suddenly touched something sticky, and the temperature, it was blood!

I was shocked, and I continued to explore, and finally found the team doctor. His breathing was very weak, I felt his wound, under the left ribs, a lot of gauze has been wrapped, it seems that he has stopped the bleeding for himself, but listening to his panting is very painful, it is estimated that it hurt the lobes of the lungs, this kind of gunshot wound can be large or small, if it is only a small lung trauma, maybe you can still find a way to rescue, but the wound is too close to the heart, if you hurt the artery, the blood will quickly rush into the lungs, suffocating to death. More and faster chapters are here.

With mixed feelings, I suddenly realized that something was wrong. More and faster chapters are here. This shot in the team doctor is also too strange, so close to the heart, it shows that the gunman's marksmanship is already very remarkable, he is such a master, and our goal is so obvious at that time, as long as his muzzle is slightly raised, he can directly pierce the heart of the team doctor, but why does the other party show mercy?

Who is the one who shot coldly? Is it the madman? I guess ninety percent of it was him, because we didn't find any trace of anyone else but him, so why did that madman shoot us? And he deliberately left the team doctor alive after firing a shot?

If it were me, under what circumstances would I injure the other person without harming the other person's life? Do you want to...... Hold us back?

So why is he holding us back? What else is his purpose? This is another contradiction, he has no companions, so if he drags us back, won't he also have to spend here and not be able to move? No, it's still not right, he dragged us down, there must have been some other intention, or, he fired two shots, just to prove his existence and keep us from daring to go out, and then he had plenty of time to do something else!

Yes, that's it! Thinking about it, I turned on the flashlight and immediately threw it aside, and then another gunshot rang out, and the flashlight exploded.

Damn, misjudgment! The madman is still out there, my guess is wrong. Still, I can see from his accurate detonation of the flashlight that with this madman's marksmanship, he can completely kill the team doctor, but he only beat the team doctor to a serious injury, what the hell does this mean? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but pat the team doctor embarrassedly, and secretly said I'm sorry, I'm not looking forward to your death.

From the time I turned on the flashlight to the time the flashlight was blown off, less than three seconds, the light of that moment made me realize that there seemed to be something wrong in the wooden house, and then I heard the beard whisper: "Damn, where is the knife?" ”