Orthodox priests are not so pampered, as if there are elements of asceticism in various religions, and the proportion in Orthodox Christianity is relatively large, so the old man in his seventies walks with Buck, which is not very difficult, but he lacks the customary staff and staggers.

At the same time, the burned area on the soles of Buck's feet also flares up, and he limps.

Even without the Tatar siege, this old and young man is really enough to be a wolf.

But there was an indescribable relief on both of their faces, Buck felt that the matter was finally done, as long as he could leave the country smoothly, then everything would be fine, so at this time, there was a faint smile on his face, and he looked around vigilantly, and the one who traveled a hundred miles was half ninety, the closer he was to the last link, the more careful he became, wasn't he planted in the moment when the helicopter greeted him?

Master Gusseff smiled inexplicably, much more easy-going than usual, and answered Buck's questions: "How do you say I know Smolov on the wall?" The old man's hand scratched in the air: "You don't see the pile of bricks?" That's his duty to guard, when Stalin ordered these Tatars to be taken away, he demolished their mosque, Smolov wanted to rebuild it after he came back but was blocked by the government, until now they have not been able to rebuild the mosque, he has been guarding the pile of bricks since eleven years ago, not leaving a single step, it is the bricks of the ruins of the mosque that they found, as long as the mosque can be rebuilt in the future, these bricks must be used...... In the Crimea, which has become a holy miracle, he is the guardian and has the highest glorious status. ”

Buck opened his mouth wide, he thought he was a beggar, and he took the initiative to serve food to others!

But it's also a bit of a surprise, a pile of broken bricks when it gives some historical significance or religious cloak, it becomes a holy miracle, the Patriarch used this word, it is really a bit ironic, but this man can stay there for eleven years, rain or shine, this Smolov's tenacity and religious piety are beyond doubt, no wonder those parishioners are so obedient.

There is also a street out of the town, there is no foreign movement, even the docks are empty and quiet, this is the starting point of the Tatars who crossed the narrow strait into the Russian hinterland to plunder the population hundreds of years ago, and became an important transportation and distribution center for military products of the Soviet Union in the last century, and now it is obvious that the Russians in the town are being excluded, perhaps with the acquiescence of the Ukrainian government, hundreds of kilometers away from the base of the Black Sea Fleet to the west, the Ukrainians may want to cut off the connection between Russians and Russia in this way, but now they have created such a part of radical religious elements, it seems that even if Crimea can be returned to Russia, which will also become a thorn in the flesh of disgusting Russia.

Buck carefully helped the old priest to the base of the wall, the Tatars didn't seem to be going to pursue him, and now he couldn't trust the Golden Eagle Commander's gang, don't become the political sacrifice of others.

The old priest shook his head in disagreement.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps behind him, and with the sound of metal rubbing in it, Buck quickly pushed Master Gussef to the corner of the wall, hiding in the gap between the walls of the two Russian-style façade buildings, and stood in front of the old man, keeping his body as close to the column head as possible, and his right hand had silently drawn his pistol.

But the figures of the two of them have already been seen, and the Ukrainian language behind them is unceremoniously: "Stop! Raise your hands and put down your weapons and come out!"

Buck didn't move, adjusted the angle of his body, almost hidden behind the pillars, leaving only a little eyeball edge to see through the corner gap in the brickwork joint, seven or eight figures gradually became clear from the street lamps and dim house lights, Buck clearly saw the AK rifle in the other party's hand, the short sniper rifle with a scope was shaking, and he breathed a sigh ......of relief: "This is Patriarch Gusef of the Isaia Cathedral in Kharkiv! He is here for the purpose of peace, and no one can detain him!"

In one sentence, the other party's footsteps did not stop at all, and fifty meters became twenty meters......

Buck's heart is a little bright, and there are two people in the back with obvious silhouettes of single-handle submachine guns in their hands, whether it is a Polish PM submachine gun or a Russian SR submachine gun, plus a short sniper rifle, in this large area of Eastern Europe, it is almost the standard equipment of the internal affairs forces, given that the former Golden Eagle commander is outside the town with pro-Russian militants, it is conceivable who these people chased out of the town.

Maybe the shot in Smolov was fired by them, and the sound of the gunfire should have been the result of this short sniper rifle with a silencer.

It is only on the Ukrainian side that at this time it is eager to provoke the Tatars to disgust the Russians, and if the Russians really suppress the Tatars at this juncture, maybe they will give NATO an excuse to intervene, and they are the only ones who ...... It may be that the Patriarch is at risk of his location and provoke the anger of Ukrainians in this area......

Buck never minds thinking of people as more sinister, the despicability of human beings in this world is the most bottomless, including himself, so as the other party ran unscrupulously closer, Buck glanced at the Patriarch with a calm expression, and with his left hand, he took out a magazine from his waist and stuck it in the tiger's mouth, and suddenly took a step across and stabbed a half-horse step, holding the pistol with both hands without any warning at all, and quickly pulled the trigger!

Browning high-power pistol is actually not what Buck used to use, unlike most of his companions who are used to Russian firearms, Buck, who is more dexterous, has always liked European-style firearms, P226 is the most familiar to him, but it seems that these firearms used by the internal affairs forces in front of him will expose their origins, after transforming from a mercenary to a Chinese agent, Buck is also trying to keep switching firearms, P226 is easily reminiscent of the United States Navy, and Browning pistol is the most national standard equipment in Europe, it is difficult to find the source。

The most important thing is that this pistol has a magazine of 13 rounds, which can provide strong sustained firepower, which is much better than many American pistols with 7~9 rounds.

Bang bang! bang bang!

Continuous double bursts, the body and nervous system that were calm and impermanent dozens of seconds ago suddenly exploded, just like these bullets that rushed out of the muzzle, the dopamine and neurons in the brain were running wildly, and the eyes quickly captured the figure in front of him who fell to the ground indiscriminately from the beginning of the gunshot, and persevered in shooting at the figure holding a submachine gun and a rifle!

Crawl to the ground and fight too!

It is to take advantage of the moment when the other party does not expect that he does not have any spear and still dares to take the initiative to attack, and quickly hit and shoot as much combat power as possible!

And never waste, each figure according to the memory of rapid shooting two shots is the next target, completely using the body's muscle memory, countless times to draw the gun to shoot the formation of the conditioned reflex, there is no time to use three points and one line of aiming, both hands clenched and force to control the muzzle of the jump, to ensure that every bullet is delivered to the opponent's body as much as possible!

No matter what the part!

The bullets in the 13-round magazine and the one that Buck had especially filled in the chamber of the gun were empty almost instantly, and the bolt hung behind with a click, and his right foot kicked his whole body on the ground to hide behind the pillar, and at the same time the right thumb pressed the magazine buckle and dropped the empty magazine!

Before the left-hand tiger's mouth magazine could be turned around and stuffed in, a storm of gunfire outside splashed the bullets on the column head and the wall next to it!

The sudden splash of gravel, brick chips, and even the impact of the shattered shrapnel split the head and cover the face reflected in all directions, Buck filled the magazine and immediately buried his head, stretched out his hands to support the old man's armpits, surprisingly the old priest did not have weak feet, stood up with him, stumbled and moved inside, Buck anxiously pushed him on the back, the old man staggered a few steps to hide in the back of the house.

The vast majority of people were already trembling with fear at this time, and they couldn't move at all!