glory [rebirth]

The huge momentum knocked Nightingale into the air, and with the splash of blood, the upper part of his left chest had already become smashed. He struggled and fell forward, his eyes were red, and he had already lost focus.

Nightingale vomited a mouthful of blood, and barely managed to stand up, but fell to the ground again due to dizziness.

A Liang gritted his teeth and forced himself to ignore Nightingale. In this situation, he could only watch helplessly as Nightingale was pierced through the body by the enemy, watched his life go by little by little, and watched his comrades sacrifice.

There was nothing he could do about it.

He stared at the scope and squinted his eyes. The enemy helicopter was always in the center of the cross, and the target became bigger and bigger. He prayed for the enemy to get closer, to get closer...

Inside the basement.

"Mouse, I'm coming in." Damian whispered into the headset.He had already turned off the bright flashlight and put on polarized goggles.

"Huhu..." The mouse breathed into the headset a few times, poked its head out from the front, waved at him, and then made a silent movement.

Damian understood it with peace of mind, he turned off the microphone, and slowly moved towards the mouse, not daring to make too much noise with his feet.

After getting closer, Damian saw clearly where the mouse was, and there was still a faint light in front of it. The mouse pointed, and Damian walked in his direction to have a look.

Under the light is a temporary command hall with a bright flashlight, and there is an obvious core figure inside.

Damian squinted his eyes and observed for a while, then stepped back, patted himself on the shoulder at the mouse, and pointed to his hair.

The mouse nodded in agreement.

The opponent has a blond commander.

Then the mouse pointed to Damian, then raised his hand, held it in a circle and raised it to his eyes, paused for a while, then lowered it, and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Sniped him.

Damian shook his head slightly.

The mouse raised its arm again, stretched out its index finger at the same time, held it above its head and turned it around a few times.

Do you want to assemble?

Damian scraped the headset rhythmically with his fingernails to signal, and immediately there was the deafening sound of a gun battle.

Damian quickly flicked the headset again to prevent the whole team from turning on the microphone.

Apparently, Mouse had also heard the battle of the three teams, and it was impossible to gather the team members now.

The mouse thought for a while, hesitated to speak, and had to wait for Damian's order.

Damian raised the corners of his mouth, pointed his fingers backwards, and then covered his helmet with his palms.

Throwing around, they cover us.

The mouse nodded in understanding.

Damian took out the pinhole camera to connect to the signal, put it in a bright place for a while, and then passed the data to the command.

Soon the headquarters had a reply.

[Central Station-Irmo: It was him, the target was confirmed, and he was captured alive. 】

Damian: "..."

[Damian: Where is Your Highness?I will not act without His Highness's order. 】

There was no reply until half a minute later.

【Jiang Yao: Just now, he was from the Ministry of Intelligence, and he wanted to live. 】

[Damian: Got it. 】

Damian squatted down, opened his backpack, and signaled the mouse to observe first and cover himself.

He preparedly found the electric shock bomb in the interlayer of the backpack, put it in the clip, and gently loaded the sniper rifle.

The mouse glanced at him with a slightly surprised expression, then glanced at his gun again.

Damian hooked the corner of his mouth, not paying attention.

Then the rat made room for Damian to put the gun on.

Damian lightly pointed the muzzle of the gun at the gap for a while, then withdrew and gestured "ok".

The mouse nodded at him.

Then Damian looked around for a while, and found that the rock where they were located was very loose. He squinted his eyes, stuck to it and listened, and suddenly had an idea.

Then Damian took out two pieces of white plastic that were less than two fingers wide and threw them at the mouse.

The mouse squeezed subconsciously, and the two things were as soft as plasticine.

It is c4 explosive.

Damian pointed to the rock beside him.

The rat then glued the dynamite to it.

Damian held the gun in one hand, pointed at the mouse with the other, and then put that hand in front of his face, using his fingers as tears to draw vertical waves on his face.

I was anesthetized and blown up here with c4, you use tear gas.

The mouse made an "ok" gesture.

Outside the ruins, hide away.

Nightingale began to cough up blood uncontrollably, and he stood up with difficulty.

The bullets from the machine gun kept sweeping around him, but because of the distance, they lost their aim. Fortunately, they didn't hit him again, but only splashed some gravel and scratched his uniform.

The thick, dark blood soaked Nightingale's entire body, leaving a black trail behind him.

He stretched his legs with all his strength, and ran forward again. At this moment, there was only one thought supporting him.

live.

He has to live.

The enemy's helicopter entered A Liang's limited range, and his field of vision became clearer and clearer.

Bird, keep flying for a few more seconds...

Ah Liang held his breath, stretched his masseter muscles and watched the opponent's machine gunner's face appear in the center of the cross.

After the facial features were also vaguely visible, he moved the angle slightly according to the wind speed and the forward speed of the helicopter, pulled the trigger, and fired the first bullet.

The distance between them was quite close, and the explosive bomb directly penetrated the machine gunner's head, smashing it to pieces, and then drilled into the steel plate behind him, and the warhead exploded at that moment.

They didn't expect that there was another sniper. There was nothing to block the machine gunner who lost his head, so several soldiers were directly swept off the plane by the momentum.

A Liang didn't dare to take a breath, and then he fired a second bullet, which accurately hit the cab.

"Good job! Ah Liang, I love you—" Nightingale yelled as she collapsed on a broken wall.His mouth was full of blood, but he still gave Ah Liang a thumbs up. He lost a lot of blood, his eyes turned black, and his eyelids became heavy.

However, the enemy's helicopter had obviously been improved, and A Liang had no time to change the type of bullet. This time he only cracked the glass of the cab, but did not smash it. The bullet was obviously scrapped.

damn it.A Liang cursed in his heart.

At the same time, the enemy on the helicopter had already reacted, dropped the rope, dragged it, and quickly fell to the ground.

A Liang didn't care about the escaped enemy, and his heart was as calm as water. He aimed again at the position he had just hit, pulled the trigger without any hesitation, and fired the third bullet.

This time his bullet finally hit the cab, and blood spattered on the glass, covering the entire cabin.

The helicopter lost control and finally fell downwards. People who had not had time to go down jumped directly, regardless of whether it would break their legs.

Nightingale forced herself to stay awake, took a few deep breaths, and took off her tactical vest little by little with great difficulty.

The cloth was deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, but his nerves were paralyzed by the pain, and he didn't feel much when he was separated.

Nightingale raised her arm, bit a piece of broken fabric with her teeth, and tore it apart vigorously, making it into long strips.

For him, this extremely simple movement almost used up the little bit of strength he had left.

He wrapped the strip of cloth under his arm with his still conscious hand, and rested his left shoulder on the rock wall.

"Ah..." Nightingale let out a low growl from his throat, as if to cheer himself up, and he barely managed to wrap his hands around before he felt that he could no longer lift his hands.

To stop the bleeding, he had to stop the bleeding, he had to live.

He didn't hurt his heart, and his lungs weren't affected too much, so he had a very high chance of surviving...

Nightingale comforted herself like this.

When Ah Liang finished the sniping, he could rush over to treat his wound... He slowly wrapped his arms around, and finally wrapped the cloth twice. He exhaled, stopped for a while to recover his strength, and then began to cooperate. own teeth, tied a knot in the arm.

Even though there was no strength in his body, the force of the bite was not to be underestimated. The cloth was deeply drawn into his muscles, but even so, his left arm was still numb.

Nightingale felt very strange, bit the fabric and pulled it out, but this time it still didn't feel much.

nightingale:"……"

The shot hurt his nerves.

"Fuck..." Nightingale blinked violently a few times and took a few breaths, but she didn't say anything.After bandaging his arm, he held his forehead with his right hand, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Nightingale obviously felt that the bleeding from the wound had eased, and he stopped the blood flow very accurately.

Ah Liang, you fucking move faster...

The helicopter crashed to the ground and made a huge explosion, and fragments mixed with sparks flew out. A Liang's eyes were full of reflections of fire, and his face was illuminated by the light of the flames.

He aimed at an enemy's head and pulled the trigger again.

This group of enemies was obviously well-trained, and within a few seconds, more than a dozen people came down from above and quickly approached here.

Before the recoil disappeared, he aimed at another person's chest and fired a second round.

The man fell in response.

A Liang didn't dare to relax for a moment, and immediately buckled the third shot.

But this time, Ah Liang also encountered the situation of Nightingale just now, a sudden gust of wind blew the bullets, and this shot missed anyone.

A Liang cursed, unloaded the empty magazine, took out the full round from the vest, put it on, aimed again and pulled the trigger.

After firing three bullets in a row, he had already exposed his position, but he didn't have time to go to another hiding place. The number of enemies was too many, and Nightingale was still waiting for him, so he couldn't delay.

"Our national flag is flying on the top of the mountain... We braved the enemy's artillery fire and carried our pious beliefs to keep our hometown and motherland safe and sound... Have you ever seen the light of God Iluvita..." Nightingale sang the national anthem intermittently, and looked in A Liang's direction with a smile. His vision was already blurred, and his consciousness began to slacken.

For freedom and faith.