"Get back in the car, grab your three colleagues, and get out of here." Jeremy finished speaking and pushed Kevin, but this action accidentally pulled the wound again, and it hurt him to grin.

"So what are you going to do?" Kevin took the gun and looked at Robert and Jeremy.

"Robert is no longer able to move, and the wound on my body almost makes me unable to move," Jeremy let go of the hand that was pressing on the wound on Robert's body, the black guy had closed his eyes, and the hand he was tugging at his clothes was also hanging down, leaving only a scarlet mark on the corner of Kevin's clothes. "I'll keep my brother with me, if you can get back to Jason and you get back fast enough, maybe I'll still have a chance to live, but I'm not holding out much hope, after all, it's harder than winning a $10 million lottery."

"......," Kevin hesitated, but finally nodded, picked up the gun Jeremy had given him, and fled in the direction he came.

"Robert," Jeremy smiled miserably as he looked at Kevin's departing back, "let's pray for the co-pilot." ”

Robert, beside him, didn't move, he lay on the bridge, his chest no longer felt the heaving. The ground around him was stained red with blood, Jeremy couldn't tell which was Robert's blood and which was his own, a gust of wind blew, ripples on the surface of the river, Jeremy suddenly felt a little cold, and the pain in the wounds on his thighs and abdomen was not as strong as before.

Jeremy's face looked a little pale, he raised his hand to put the sweat on his face, and found that his hands were a little cold, and his whole body began to become weak. Jeremy knew he was bleeding too much, and he realized that his breathing was starting to run out as he could.

The things in front of him became a little blurry, and a thirst signal came from Jeremy's mouth, and he licked his lips with his tongue, and his eyelids slowly began to close unconsciously.

Moments before Jeremy closed his eyes, he saw several figures emerge from a nearby building, the same Visitor Center building that Robert had proposed to inspect.

"A bunch of bitches," Jeremy muttered in a weak voice, then his eyes went black and he fell.

"Hey, save my companions, they've been hit by bullets," Kevin shouted excitedly as he saw several figures walking towards him.

The people on the other side came closer and closer, and the four of them cautiously approached Kevin's side together, and their eyes fell on the gun Kevin was holding.

"I need your help, gentlemen," Kevin beckoned to the approacher.

"Do we need to do anything, a few more shots?" One of the men who walked over sneered, and his companion laughed along.

Kevin was stunned for a moment, and then realized that these were the people who had attacked them just now. He grabbed the gun hanging around his neck, pointed it at the four people opposite him and said, "You fired the gun!" ”

"If you're smarter, you should know that the wisest choice at this time is to put the gun down," said a fat man on the other side, and as soon as his words fell, the four guns were pointed at Kevin.

"You ...... You guys! Kevin was in a hurry, and his hand holding the gun trembled a little.

"Bob, help me count to three," the fat man said, pointing at Kevin, "I'll only give you three seconds to think about it." ”

"Three," the bald black man in sunglasses jumped over one and two, and directly shouted three.

"Smack!" Kevin had already dropped the gun on the ground.

Several people on the opposite side were obviously stunned for a moment, the fat man glared at the man in sunglasses with his eyes, he just asked the man in sunglasses to report the number just to threaten Kevin, who knew that the man in sunglasses would spoof at this time and directly shouted out the final number. What they didn't expect was that Kevin was so cooperative that he directly threw away his gun.

Several people glanced at each other, and the strong black man walked over and picked up the gun that Kevin had dropped.

"M4 carbine," the brawny man glanced at the weapon he picked up, "good stuff for the Army." ”

"I think we can have a good talk, you see I've laid down my arms," Kevin said.

"You just said that your companion was hit by a bullet," the fat man looked over the bridge in the distance, "how many people are wounded?" ”

"Two," Kevin said, "the shooting must have been a misunderstanding, wasn't it?" Gentlemen. ”

"It's a misunderstanding," the fat man nodded, "My name is Derek, and I'm the head of security at this visitor center, and these are all my people." ”

"I'm Kevin, the co-pilot of United Airlines," Kevin's heart relaxed a little when he heard the fat man named Derek say that there was a misunderstanding just now.

"Please come with me, my companion needs your help," Kevin said to Derek, who turned and walked with the four men in the direction of the bridge.

Derek arrives on the bridge and sees Robert and Jeremy lying on the ground, their camouflage uniforms that make Derek's eyelids jump.

"Are they all alive?" Derek asked, confused, as the two men on the ground seemed to him dead.

"Alive," Kevin nodded, "please save him, as far as I know, there's a hospital across the bridge." ”

"Look at you guys, your marksmanship sucks," Derek said, turning to Matthew and the others.

He walked over and pointed the gun in his hand at Robert and Jeremy's heads.

The gunshots made Kevin stunned.

"If you see it, learn from me, it's all a one-hit kill." Derek raised the pistol in front of him and blew out the smoke that wasn't there at the muzzle.

"Are you crazy!" Kevin roared at Derek with blood-red eyes.

Derek stepped over the two corpses on the ground and walked in front of Kevin, until his face was almost close to Kevin's.

"Watch your words," Derek said coldly, the stench coming out of his mouth making Kevin a little sick.

Kevin took two steps back under Derek's momentum, and he pointed to the corpses of his companions on the ground and said, "What do you want to do when you just said that you had a misunderstanding, and then killed them directly with a gun?" ”

As soon as Kevin's words were finished, he was punched in the face. As the black man stepped forward, he slammed a hook into Kevin's face with his right hand, knocking him almost upside down.

Kevin fell to the ground, his head buzzing, and his face ached hotly. He struggled to get up, only to find a gun pointed at his head.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Derek crouched down and asked Kevin.

"Kill me," Kevin said fiercely, "you don't want to know anything from me. ”

"Okay, that's what you want." Still in the same cold voice, Derek's eyes narrowed.

After a "bang" gunshot, Kevin touched his dizzy head and found that it was still intact on his neck. A small pit appeared in the ground next to his head, and some dust had just been kicked up in the small pit before it could fall back to the ground.

"Sorry, I missed," Derek put the muzzle of the gun against Kevin's head again, "and we continue." ”

"I said, I said, please don't kill me." Kevin's newly gathered courage collapsed with the sound of the gunshot, and when death passed by, he felt alive again, and he began to congratulate himself that he was not dead. Derek continued to push the gun over his heart, and he gave in.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" It's still the same cold voice as before, it's still the same cold question as before.

"We had a companion who was sick and learned that there was a hospital here, so the two of them and I came here to look for infusion equipment and medicines." Kevin said nervously, for fear that Derek would kill himself if he was not satisfied.

"How many of you are there, are the others around?" Derek continued to ask, and he cast a color at his accomplices, motioning for them to start guarding their surroundings.

"There were more than forty of us, and the others were at the Paheo Oak lookout," Kevin continued, trying to hide information about Jennifer and the three of them in the car, and hoping that they would hear the gunshots and react, preferably by car.

"How did you three get here?" Derek's question was overwhelming, "Driving?" I guess it won't be on foot. ”

"And where is the car parked?" The cold voice chased after Kevin's ears.

"In ...... Outside the visitor center's gates, "Kevin could only tell where the truck was parked when he felt the muzzle of the gun on his head be pushed harder."

"Matthew, you and Ian go outside the gate and search their vehicle," Derek commanded the black man and the white skinny man.

"Please don't hurt the ladies in the car, they are sick and need to come here for treatment and help." Kevin couldn't hide it, so he had to plead.

"Woman? And a few more! The bald man in sunglasses exclaimed excitedly, "I'll just say that I have peach blossoms in my eyes, and now it seems that I can't even cover my sunglasses, haha." ”

"Go and bring the people," said Derek, "and the woman must live." ”

"You just said that there are more than forty of you, so you didn't scare me," Derek asked with a bit of a joke as he tapped Kevin's head with a gun.

"They're all soldiers from the Miami military base, and they've been on escort missions with our airline before," Kevin said, "Sir, I'm willing to say anything, please take the gun off my head, okay?" ”

"No, I think my gun likes your head, and it's willing to put it on your head," Derek said.

"Head, there are so many of them, they must have brought a lot of supplies," Bob said, "look at the guys they have in their hands, they are all good things for the Army." ”

Robert's gun was picked up by Bob, who slung it around his neck and posed with it in a few poses that he thought he was handsome.

"Escort whom?" Derek asked.

"A group of scientists at the Tampa Institute," Kevin lay on the ground, his body as if he had been drained of strength. His face was covered with dust, and he could still tell that he was a co-pilot.

"Looks like a big prey," Derek licked his lips and looked in the direction of Paheiochi Lookout.