The dilapidated pickup truck door was pushed open hard, causing the door to bounce back violently and hit Bjea, who was about to get out of the main driver's seat.

The action of getting out of the car was completely different from the normal one, and his legs were weak in the first second when his toes touched the ground, and then his whole body fell uncontrollably and fell on the lawn.

Bjea was not injured, but he was still in the middle of the whirlwind under the violent impact, otherwise it would not have been possible to push the car door too hard just now, which was obviously caused by the inability to control the force.

Immediately after, he forced his body to climb up on the ground, and when he just climbed into a half-squatting position - bang!

Two gunshots rang out, and Břea was shot in the chest, and in a pronounced backward movement, he fell to the ground, one leg pressed under him all the time.

In the jungle, three men in green military uniforms and red berets walked out, they cautiously moved forward, cheered up, and aimed their guns at the green pickup truck, the front of the pickup truck was still billowing smoke.

"Report!"

"There are three left in the car, all in an unconscious state!"

"Don't care if you're conscious or not, kill Xu Ruifeng first!"

"Which one is Xu Ruifeng?"

"Kill them all!"

One gun was pointed at the window, and the other two walked around the car, the same second that the gun was pointed at the window and the muzzle of the gun was aimed inside the car......

Lying on the ground, Bjea opened his eyes in an instant, reached out to hit his waist, took out a pistol, and immediately pulled the trigger - bang!

Bang!

At this distance, he didn't need to aim at all, he quickly locked on to the other party as fast as he could, and as soon as the gun rang out, the cargo in the car was hit by two bullets in the ribs, and at the same time as it fell down, Bjea fired again in the process of the opponent's fall, hitting him in the head.

In the next second, Bjea slashed out the leg that was pressed under him, turned sideways, looked for the other two under the car, and when one foot came into view, he fired with the direction of the other's toes - bang!

Two shots in the ankle.

The man who was shot quickly fell to the ground, and Bjea fired again - bang!

opened a bloody hole in the center of the opponent's eyebrows!

At this second, what the Mozambique shooting, what shoulder-to-shoulder shooting is, who can remember?

It's all about a momentary reflexes, relying on muscle memory that has accumulated over time in training on weekdays.

Buzhea stood up, his face covered with beads of sweat sticking to the weeds and mud beside the weeds.

As soon as he got up, he had already seen the last Dongshan soldier holding a gun, and before he could react, they had already shot first-bang!

Bjea's body shook, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he quickly fought back with a gun under the smile, and the two shot each other at each other's bodies through a car, and neither of them took each other as a person!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The muzzles of the guns on both sides frequently jumped, then pulled back, and jumped again, and the bodies of both sides were constantly being hit by bullets, and after being hit, they kept shaking, and they were hit again.

But in the end, it was the East Shan State soldier who fell, he didn't lose in marksmanship, reflexes, and usual accumulation, in fact, if two people were allowed to do this shirtless, the best outcome for Bhuzhea would be to die together......

The problem is, that kid lost on identity.

He is just an ordinary soldier, and Bjea, whether in Old Joe's time or mine, is the most favored child.

Do you know how Old Joe trained him?

"As a strong person, what should I do?"

"Train hard!"

Syllable!

A mouth.

"Kill the enemy bravely!"

Syllable!

Another mouth.

"Never betray!"

Lao Qiao raised his hand again, but this time he didn't fight, but said very seriously: "Remember, if you want to be a strong man, then never take off the body armor on your body." ”

Bjea really remembered this sentence, and not only did he wear the body armor that Old Joe gave him to this day, but he also bought a short one for himself and put it inside.

Old Joe forgot.

Otherwise, how could Bjea go and shoot at that big-headed soldier?

Tiger?

Burst!

Bjea tilted his head, spurted a mouthful of blood down his throat, his eyes went dark, and he knelt on the ground with his hands dangling.

That's a gun, you are wearing body armor only means that the bullet did not enter the body, under such a close range of fire, how can it not be possible to enter the impact at all?

He knelt on the ground against the car door and tore the buttons of his coat, and then ripped off the normal body armor with a 'stab' sound, only to feel a little more comfortable, but the blood at the corner of his mouth could not be changed.

In the dizziness, Bjea struggled to get up, pulled the car door hard, and when he opened the door and dragged me out of the car, I actually felt it, but I was so dizzy that I couldn't open my eyes and couldn't react.

"Brother?"

"Brother!"

Bjea pulled my hands aside, slapped me in the chest, and immediately raised a fist the size of a bowl—bump!

One punch down!

I am not exaggerating to say that at that time, I even pouted my feet, and my neck was lifted up in a daze, and I almost didn't break it.

As a first-hand witness in a state of first aid, I feel that I am qualified to describe how I felt at that time, and the effect of that punch was actually not only to resuscitate people, but for me, the situation at that time was a lack of blood supply to the brain under the impact......

How so......

It's just that there will be a kind of cranial pressure instability, and I always feel uncomfortable in my head, and it is not pain.

Bjea's punch was like squeezing the heart hard, squeezing out the blood in the heart at once, making people immediately feel that the intracranial blood supply was gradually returning to normal, and even the feeling of cranial instability was gradually disappearing.

This is all I know from the perspective of the rescued, as someone who has never studied first aid at all.

Touch!

Břea gave me another punch, and when he raised his fist with a twisted face for the third time, I opened my eyes.

I'm so afraid this kid will kill me!

I'm afraid.

"Brother!"

When Buzhea saw that I opened my eyes, he immediately smiled, and quickly helped me up from the ground: "Brother, are you okay?" ”

I really want to spit old phlegm in his face!

You knocked the front of the pickup truck into a V-shape, and you asked me if I was okay, right? Yes!

But in my anger, I saw the blood on Buzheatieqing's face and the corners of his mouth, and then I turned my head to see the corpse lying on the ground......

I seem to understand everything.

I grabbed Bjea's hand, and while I was temporarily safe, the first thing I said was: "Kill that woman, don't leave half a breath!" ”

Can't let her go back alive, it has nothing to do with careful eyes, it's mainly diaphragm.

I didn't see any reluctance in his eyes when he got up and grabbed the gun and pulled the half-hidden car door, but he was stunned for a moment after pulling the door, and then slowly moved out of the way.

In the gap, all I could see was the empty back seat and the other open door......

Wow!!

and the crying of children all over the surrounding mountains...... (End of chapter)