The sentry came so suddenly that we were all caught off guard.

The drug lord and I were slow to react, and we both looked at the sentry post in a daze. The iron donkey and the cold hand both made a move before the sentry could shoot. Pulling the drug lord with his cold hand, he ran to the side with his life.

Coincidentally, there was a pile of sandbags next to us, which were originally used to build a house, about 180 bags, and the pile was as high as a hill.

The drug lord is dragged by cold hands to hide here. But the drug lord was purely passive, the soles of his feet slipped, and he staggered to fall, ignoring him coldly, and dragged him all the time.

This drug dealer hurts and screams.

I didn't have time to pay attention to the drug lord, because the iron donkey pounced on me while he was free. How big is he and how much strength? With such a pounce, I was directly knocked to the ground by him.

He carried me behind the sandbag, and I found that if it was a woman or a thin man who was holding me, it would be fine to roll like this, but the bad thing was that the iron donkey was too strong.

When I'm on and he's down, it's easy to say, once I change my position, he's on and I down, I'm miserable, and I feel like I'm out of breath when I'm pressed by him for a moment.

As soon as we were moving, there was gunfire at the sentry post, and it was a fucking submachine gun, a dozen and a row of bullets. These bullets blossomed right where we were.

I was crushed by the iron donkey, but I gritted my teeth, because I knew what it would mean if we both stopped or slowed down.

We rolled behind the sandbags in such a daze, and when we stopped, the iron donkey was right on top of me. He seemed to have forgotten what I was doing below, and he was not in a hurry to stand up, but just looked up at Leng Hand and muttered, "Brother, you reacted quickly, but the kind of dodging just now is not good, it is easy to get shot, look at me!" ”

He glanced at the iron donkey with a cold hand and didn't say anything. As for the drug lord, as soon as he got up from the ground, he suppressed the fire in his belly, pointed at the cold hand and scolded a few words, anyway, it means the same thing over and over again, the cold hand is too much of a thing, why didn't he shout before dragging him.

I found that they are really "in the midst of blessings and do not know blessings", and there are still idle people who say here and there, I must not wait for the iron donkey to get up on its own, so how long will I have to be pressed by the Five Elements Mountain?

My chest was tight, and I struggled to speak, shouting at the iron donkey as hard as I could, and I was dancing and kicking my feet.

I've been so busy that I've finally caught the attention of the iron donkey. He grinned in embarrassment and moved himself away from me.

The sandbag wasn't too high, and we had to stand up, so it was easy for the top of the brain to be exposed, so we all bowed over.

The police at the sentry saw that we were hiding and stopped shooting, but just flashed their searchlights and let the lights cover the vicinity of the sandbags.

The drug lord also knows that now is not the time to fight, so he won't say anything more. All four of us squatted with sandbags.

The iron donkey is a veteran of the gun and has a lot of experience. He sighed first. Leng turned his head to look at the iron donkey, nodded slightly, and seemed to understand why the iron donkey sighed, and agreed with his sigh.

But I was confused, and my heart said what are they selling? Besides, didn't the iron donkey bring a pistol? Although pistols are not as powerful as submachine guns, they are all guns, what are you afraid of?

I talked to the iron donkey, and asked him to rush out with a gun and take off the sentry post.

The iron donkey replied to me with a calm face, "No, the sentry on the other side, from the few shots he fired just now to now being able to raise his gun and wait, it shows that he is a master." In the competition of masters, they often pay more attention to the first opportunity. Now that he's in the lead, if I run out, I'll be shot easily. ”

I admit that I thought it was simple, and I thought about it to see if there was any way to reverse this so-called opportunity.

After hearing this, the drug lord didn't react much, and the drug lord's eyes changed when he looked at the iron donkey, and he said, "Brother Xiong is worthy of being a killer, and he knows a lot." ”

We stayed up like this for half a minute, and the sentry on the opposite side didn't move, I don't think it can go on like this, especially now that we are escaping from prison, and if we delay like this, we won't be able to run sooner or later.

Besides, I didn't have much to do, so I could only look at the iron donkey anxiously.

The iron donkey took out a hesitant expression, he must have some way, but this method is not very safe, I looked at it like this, he was cross-hearted, and said to us, "That's it, the two big guys don't have to move, just protect yourself, three-eyed rat, you cooperate with me." ”

He pointed to the prison uniform I was wearing.

I see, he meant me to leave my prison uniform out, so that it would create the illusion that someone was trying to escape, and attract the attention of the sentinel, and he would run out from the other direction at the same moment and shoot at the sentinel before he could.

I have the urge to slap my head, and I said that I didn't think of such a simple method, and there is nothing wrong with this method.

I took off my shirt with confidence. The iron donkey also took advantage of the time to guide me a few words.

He told me to hang something heavy in my clothes so that I could skim it faster, and to skim at a slightly upward angle, so that it would be more human-like.

There were a few half-cut bricks under our feet, and I found two of them, and put them in my clothes. I weighed it and thought it was okay.

I glanced again at the clearing to the left of the sandbag pile and said to the donkey, "Look. ”

I prepared a little, and suddenly I threw my shirt out with both arms. The iron donkey had already taken refuge to the right of the sand, and the moment my shirt went out, he paused and threw himself to the right.

Don't look at the iron donkey as a fat man, but at the critical moment, his body is very agile, and after he pounces on the ground, his left hand touches the ground first. I didn't see it too clearly, anyway, he twisted and pushed his left hand, and his whole body circled around with his strength, and squatted on the ground against the sentry post steadily.

I reckon that if you give the iron donkey another second, or another half second, and let him see the target, he will definitely be able to shoot the sentinel and injure or kill him.

But this time is a luxury. As soon as the iron donkey was squatting, there was a gunshot in the distance.

I saw the iron donkey's hand shake and his face twisted. He lost his gun and, like a rabbit, swooped and ran back.

My heart sank, knowing that the iron donkey had failed this sneak attack, and was almost killed by the other party.

I didn't have time to think about anything else, and all my energy was on the iron donkey, especially on his hands. I know what it means to SWAT at and especially to a sharpshooter.

The cold-handed flashlight is still hanging on my waist, and at this time, there is nothing that I can't use. He turned on the flashlight, and I saw through the light that the iron donkey's hand was shaking badly, but it was not injured, which was a blessing in misfortune.

The iron donkey held his stomach in his heart, and scolded his mother.

I found out that the drug lord was really a mouthful, and he said, "Hey, we can't rape it, but we will be." ”

Neither of us looked at him with a good look, but he realized that something was wrong and hurriedly stopped talking.

During this time, the distant sentry shot me menacingly in the shirt. I was fascinated by the sound of gunfire and glanced at it.

I can't ask for this shirt, and there are two bullet holes on it, one shot in and one shot out.

I didn't care about the prison uniform, and after letting the iron donkey slow down, I looked at the pistol in the open space on the right.

The gun wasn't deformed by the bullet, and the chamber showed no signs of damage, so I think it could still be used when we got it back, the question is, how do we get it back.

We all learned how powerful the sentry is, and if we go out blindly to pick up a gun, we are sure that we will be killed by him.

I groped into my pants unnaturally. I thought of my trouser pocket, and I could slowly pull it back by holding it in my hand at one end, throwing it out, and holding the gun in the head of my trouser band.

But unfortunately, our pants were all tied with elastic bands, and there were no trouser pockets.

Cold Hand and the drug lord all thought of it with me, and they also figured out how to get the gun back. In the end, he became impatient, looked behind us anxiously, and said to us, "In this way, there is a price for escaping from prison, in order to ensure the overall interests, except for the iron donkey, let's draw lots, select one person to pick up the gun, and even if it is death, we must throw the gun back before we die, what do you two think?" ”

Isn't that three to one? The probability of me being caught was too great, and the drug lord didn't agree with it, so he shook his head first, and his head shook like a rattle.

Leng Hand insisted on this method, and seeing that the iron donkey did not say a word, he was still energetic, pointing at the drug lord and saying, "You are afraid of death, since you are so afraid of death, how many fucking prisons will you go to prison?" Don't you know if this is a game of the brave? ”

The drug lord retorted to Cold Hand, saying that he was a man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.

At this point, the two of them quarreled again. I found that our foursome was really not good, it was too unorganized and disciplined.

I was about to persuade them not to quarrel, but unexpectedly, something new happened at the sentry post.