Call of Duty: This big brother is okay, he really does something

Chapter Eighty Song Finally Dispersed!!

Between trances.

SC Johnson’s brain was cloudy, only a beep in his ears, and his mind was blank like when he first crossed into this world.

The sense of taste is restored first, followed by the senses of smell and hearing.

I felt the burning smell of gunpowder in my mouth, and I felt as dry as smoke in my throat.

Slowly open your eyes and look around.

The first thing that catches your eye is Price.

The old guy was more than three meters to his left, pressed against his legs by a fallen jeep.

SC Johnson wanted to shout, but found that there was no sound at all when the words came to his mouth.

Looking to the right, Soap was half-kneeling on the ground trying to get up.

In front, several people were scattered around, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The viaduct was blown off the back road and filled the ground with steel bars and rubble.

Everywhere there was smoke from the burning flames.

Little by little the memory was restored, Makarov’s voice appeared in his ears.

The old dog had been monitoring SC Johnson’s movements.

How come? How did he know?

The operation was kept secret and only three agencies knew about it.

Magnesium, SAS and 141 themselves.

Besides…

Suddenly, a thought flashed through SC Johnson’s mind like electricity.

But at this time, he did not allow him to think much.

Before he could struggle to get up, SC Johnson saw the front, and the two cars slowly stopped behind the jeep, followed by a female deer gunship.

A group of eight people got out of the car and walked toward this side with a big wave.

Kravchenko wears a brown leather jacket and holds a pistol in his hand.

His bald head was rounder than Zakaev’s, and with his height of more than one meter and nine meters, this man was like 223 walking long pole light bulbs.

He walked so relaxed and arrogant that he walked straight towards the frost that was crawling on the ground in front of him and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

On the side, Rezenov, who was lying on the ground, coughed and yelled at Kravchenko with a hoarse voice.

The bald head did know Rezenov, saw that he was still alive, and laughed as he walked past Frost.

The two said a few words, and the bald head suddenly kicked out, kicking Resenov, who could not stand up, to the ground.

Immediately after that, the bald head stepped on Resenov’s chest, loaded the pistol bolt, and aimed it at his head.

“Boy, my family, remember to fulfill the mission I have entrusted to you.”

Resenov’s voice rang in the headphones.

Sc Johnson listened, and his pupils narrowed.

He tried to get up with a breath, only to find his legs stuck between two steel bars.

At this time, Soap crouched behind the car and crawled towards Johnson, trying to pull his legs out.

Johnson waved his hand and pointed to the front: “Leave me alone! Old man…”

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, a crisp voice sounded.

At this moment, SC Johnson’s heartbeat stopped.

The gun in Kravchenko’s hand was smoking green, and he smiled and shook his head, “I won’t kill you, the old man won’t die.” ”

“Remember Mason?”

“I’ll let you live to the end and watch this world perish.”

“It’s far more fun than killing you, but first, I’ll have to break both of your legs first.”

“Save yourself the trouble you have to give me again.”

With that, Kravchenko aimed his pistol at Resenov’s knee.

Right now.

From a distance came a sharp cracking sound.

A missile flew straight in, blowing the female deer in the air behind into debris.

This sudden shock blinded everyone.

The bald head craned its neck and looked in the direction of the missiles, directing his men to fight back there, when a large number of troop carrier helicopters were flying.

At the same time, a voice that had not been heard for a long time rang into sc johnson’s ear: “Good brother, such a big thing did not notify me.” ”

“You didn’t make me a brother!”

For the first time, SC Johnson thought Kamalov’s voice sounded so good.

MacMillan said that there were a large number of enemy troops on all sides, could it be that Kamalov was them?

At this time, Price woke up, and his abdomen was crumbled by rubble.

After waking up, he slowly got up, covered his abdomen and shouted weakly at Johnson johnson, and Price pushed a pistol that had not been thrown out of his body.

M1911, this gun carries a lot of SC Johnson memories.

Pick up your pistol and pull the bolt to load it.

Slowly raising the muzzle of the gun, SC Johnson looked at the shiny bald head and whistled.

Kravchenko had just turned back when a bullet hit him in the eyebrow.

Brains splashed and the corpses fell to the ground.

Immediately after, several shots were fired.

When the bullets were empty, SC Johnson lay back on the ground and let out a long breath.

Tired, can only say tired.

It would be more tiring than the one with the nuclear explosion.

In a trance, SC Johnson was awakened by the swirling air currents of the helicopter overhead.

Opening his eyes, Kamalov appeared in front of him with an ugly face full of beards.

“Relax, my friend, you’re safe.”

…

Three days later.

Azerbaijan.

Sc Johnson limped into a chair on crutches.

Taking the jug handed over by Rezenov, the Johnson took a sip and squirted out.

“So hard to drink? What is this thing? ”

“Medical alcohol.”

“Neuropathy.”

Schiller scolded and grinned and poured the alcohol out of the jug and shoved the jug into Price’s arms: “Give me evenness, I know you’re hiding it.” ”

Pres, dressed in a blue-and-white ambulance suit, glared at Johnson: “Roll aside, I’ll stuff a jug of wine in my ass?” ”

SC Johnson scratched his head and took the walkie-talkie: “B6B6, here is A3, received a reply.” ”

“Oh my! Bring me a bottle of wine. ”

“B6 received, wait a minute, I, the battle has been white-hot.”

After that day, Brother Xiong issued a global statement.

Presumably they conducted a launch experiment in an area.

We therefore apologize to the other affected countries.

At the same time, Brother Xiong is very arrogant in his promise.

They will still launch a large-scale entry operation against the Magnesium Yankees.

But they will not use warheads, only steel torrents and scorched earth strategies to avenge their compatriots In short, the war is about to break out, and now the whole world is nervous.

And 141 this side.

The battle was perfect, and no one died.

Soap Gates and the others were slightly injured, wrapped in a bandage for two weeks to recover Rezenov home, saying that when SC Johnson had time to contact him to do something, Kravchenko was the most dangerous person who had been active around the world during World War II.

He was far more dangerous than Zakaev.

It’s complicated, and it’s going to be involved with the Black Action Group of the Magnesium Guys.

Suspect 627, the first mission resenov gave to SC Johnson, but there is no hurry, this prisoner named Mason has been trapped in prison for more than ten years, and it does not matter if he waits for a few more days.

The Sleepers Alloy Squad went back to delta, where they had their mission to complete the Scarecrow sniper team’s outstanding feats, to MacMillan’s blessing, and returned to SAS for promotion.

The ghost, as he promised, joined 141.

The arms dealer who supplied Makarov with weapons is still being tracked.

When you look for him, you may be able to trace Makarov’s whereabouts.

Before that, 141 had nothing to do, so he stayed on the side of Azerbaijan to recuperate.

For at least a month, SC Johnson can relax on a rare occasion.

He was ready to take this opportunity to return to the Eastern Dragon Kingdom.

As the boss of another world, Dragon Kingdom guarded the east this time.

In eagle bear wars, dragons will not take sides.

But at the same time, the dragon also made a strong statement to let the other cubs around you be more stable, otherwise they would kill you in the chaos.

So dragon country is now the safest place.

SC Johnson went back and prepared to spend a month having fun.

After all, there are tens of millions of people, who can spend a lot of time and wine.

Live over there.

Several big game makers are planning to spend a huge royalty.

They wanted to buy any battle scenes he had live-streamed with SC Johnson.

Then remake it and make a first-person gunfight game called Call of Duty.

The military sits, provides parameters, and the quality of the game should be great.

The news was very popular as soon as it was sent.

The SC Johnson Giant Horse was popular, becoming the first virtual character in history to not exist but explode in heat.

In a word.

The battle has only just begun.

Two two two.

【Explain】

In other words, let’s discuss it with the readers.

System, or this problem.

I can’t write about horses! Dog author of the first book, the level is too secondary.

Add the system is completely do not know how to write, you read a lot of books, there are no suggestions.

Also, the update is sparse and I admit.

Will try to speed up.

And then there’s the fact that these 180,000 words have been at war.

There are big guys in the comment area who say that they are tired of watching too much.

Why don’t you write a little bit of a light-hearted routine like that? I hope you will point it out in the comments section.

So, the dog author kowtows online and shamelessly asks for a wave of flowers!