The soldier on the opposite side was instantly pierced through his chest by the high-speed moving bullet, and the flesh and blood were scattered like raindrops, and the moment the bullet casing retreated from the sniper rifle, the sound of the bullet casing touching the wall made Gong Jian seem to hallucinate, and he felt as if he had returned to that moment full of musical notes.

The sound of the bullet casings was like a musical note, and as the bullets shot out of the gun one by one, Gong Arrow felt a slight pain in his mouth, and he knew that there was still a big gap between himself and the real soldier, who had never killed the enemy so continuously as he did today.

The red light on the top of the gun was already on, and Gong Jian knew that this was his last bullet, and after this bullet was fired, he really needed to rely on his existing ability to survive from here.

He took the gun off the wall, reached out and took a cigarette from his jacket pocket, and slowly smoked it. Gong Jian recalled his most difficult time, recalled that his beautiful life had been shattered because of the war, and his heart felt like he had been pricked by a needle.

A cigarette arrow smoked for 5 minutes, and the gunfire around it had gradually become quieter, and the war seemed to end at any time. Gong Jian spit the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground, and then raised his gun to watch the changes around him, at this time, the soldiers of the rice flower banner were advancing towards the last position, and only Petrusha and his guard squad were struggling to support the position.

Gong Jian turned on the safety of the gun, and then aimed at a non-commissioned officer 300 meters away with a scope, and then he took a deep breath and pulled the trigger without thinking, and then threw down the gun and began to run out of the building without thinking, whether the gun hit him or not, he had to leave, otherwise once he was surrounded, he would have no chance to escape.

I have to say that Gong Jian's marksmanship has really improved, from entering the battlefield at the beginning to kill a person with a few bullets, to now hitting with one shot, this is already a fundamental leap.

At the moment when the gunshots rang out, the surrounded Petrusa smiled at the corner of his mouth, he knew that Gong Jian was still alive. Petrusha looked at the dozen or so people around him and said, "For the sake of the great leader, defend the homeland." So saying, he got up, shot all the bullets in his hand, and loaded the gun with a bayonet.

Everyone's guns are gone, but a soldier is going to die a glorious death.

"They are out of bullets anymore." Said the soldier at the front of the rice flower flag.

Soon the gunfire stopped, and the soldiers of the rice flower banner also loaded their bayonets, and the respect on the battlefield was the last moment of the soldiers, as it was now.

Gong Jian saw the scene in the distance, he pulled out his saber in front of a dead corpse, and walked slowly towards where Petrusha was, but he stopped only 30 meters away.

Looking at Petrusha, who was already preparing to fight the bayonet in the distance, Gong Jian was also a little hesitant, he might never have a chance to live if he rushed out, and even if he rushed out, it would only delay a little longer, and there would not be much change at all.

Suddenly, he remembered what the commander of the barracks had said on the first day he took up arms: "The gods no longer care about this land, death will not allow you to escape from the war, sacrifice will not bring you glory, all you can do is break the war or submit." ”

"Break the war or give in, break the war or give in......" was repeated twice and he climbed over cover and rushed out, and at the moment he rushed, Petrusha also rushed forward, the scene was chaotic, but it was easy to tell who was friendly and who was the enemy.

Gong Jian kept attacking the soldiers of the rice flower banner, and his body was already covered with a layer of blood, but he himself was not much better, and there were a few cuts on his body, but the injuries were not very deep, which could be attributed to the military uniform he was wearing.

Soon there were only two people left on the battlefield, Petrusha and Gong Jian, who were already covered with blood at this time, and they could no longer tell where it was their own blood and where it was the enemy's blood.

"Surrender Pietrosha, our allies will definitely give you the most basic humanitarian spirit, don't resist needlessly, we have won this war." A major said as he walked out of the soldiers of the rice flower flag.

Petrusha looked back at Gong Jian, and then said, "Brother, are you afraid of death?" ”

Gong Jian smiled and didn't speak, who is not afraid of death, he himself has no faith, so he can't experience this fearless spirit, but Gong Jian can feel the fearlessness in Petrusha.

Petrusha knew that he might die here this time, but he also knew that he would not be able to escape the encirclement even if there was a chance to turn around, so he decided to end his life in a soldier's way.

Just when there were no openings on either side, there was a loud noise in the air, and then several Jacques fighters slashed across the square in the middle of the city and began to dive downward, and bullets were sprayed from the barrels of their guns as if they didn't need money.

Gong Jian knew that this was an opportunity, so he directly dragged Petrusha out of the panicked crowd, and picked up the weapons left by the dead soldiers from the ground.

In the square in the center of the city, there was a high place, where the surviving citizens went underground, and the two of them simply ran to this place.

Hiding under the cover that had been set up in advance, Petrusha said while looking at the soldiers who were looking for cover in the distance: "It seems that our soldiers have begun to reinforce, how are you, can you hold on." ”

Gong Jian looked at a hole in his abdomen and said reluctantly: "It's okay, I can't die for the time being." ”

"Soon our paratroopers will be deployed from the central square, you hold on, the doctors will be there soon." Petrusha said.

"It's okay, aren't all your people dead?" Gong Jian covered the wound with one hand and held the gun he had just picked up on the side with the other.

Petrusa looked at Gong Jian with a smile, his teeth were very white, and his appearance at this time was completely inverse. It didn't take long for transport planes to start dropping the paratroopers, and Gong Jian felt for the first time what it meant to live after the catastrophe.

Knowing that the paratroopers needed items or people to guide the way, Petrusa immediately said: "Brother, you hide well here, and I will go out to guide the paratroopers." Before Gong Jian could say anything, Petrusha had already picked up the signal smoke from the box and rushed out.

Suddenly, Gong Jian saw that Petrusha's abdomen, which had pulled out the signal smoke, spewed out a red blood mist, Gong Jian's nerves tensed, and then he stepped over the cover and began to rush in the direction of Bitshalu.

The yellow smoke had completely covered the vicinity of Bitshalu, and the other party quickly left the scene after realizing that no one was in sight.

At this time, Gong Jian also came to Bitshalu's side, looked at his chest that had been pierced by bullets, and said, "Brother, don't sleep, the doctor will be there soon." Saying that, Gong Jian began to pull his neck and shout: "Medic, come here for the wounded." ”

Bitshalu grabbed Gong Jian's hand with blood-stained hands and said, "No...... No need, I'll fight side by side with you...... I'm so happy, you...... You ......"

Gong Jian looked at Bitshalu, who was out of breath, his eyes reddened, and tears kept rolling in his eyes. "You can't sleep, you still owe me a drink, you said you were going to invite me."