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Volume 8 The Sword Unsheathed Chapter 132

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    Fugui subconsciously touched the gun. He vaguely felt that this person should be the sniper who injured him and Cao Minghua. He was also the person who shot the escapee one hundred meters away on the Gobi.  At this moment, the black hole of the gun was aimed tightly at Fugui's eyebrows. A trace of despair flashed in his heart, as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cave, and he felt a deep cold all over his body!

    People's potential will always burst out at the most critical moment, especially for an excellent gunner like Fugui, because he is an excellent special operations team member. Years of emergency training suddenly burst out the moment the man fired, even though he knew  His own speed was far inferior to the speed of the bullet, but he still tried his best to shrug and tilt his head. Just as he was tilting his head, the bullet deviated from his head and embedded deeply into his shoulder, and a stream of bright red blood suddenly appeared.  fog.

    The man probably didn¡¯t expect to miss. He stood on the sloping stairs with the gun in hand and was stunned for a moment.  Fugui took advantage of his daze and quickly climbed over to the back of the cement wall.

    Because he had broken a bone, Fugui felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.  The burning feeling was like a sharp spear piercing into the flesh, and the whole left arm was so sore that it had no strength at all.

    Fugui hid in the corner and observed, then tore open his clothes. Red blood kept pouring out from his left shoulder. Fugui wiped his hands on his clothes, gritted his teeth and opened up the bullet-torn flesh. Fortunately, no bullets were left behind.  In the flesh, the most important thing now is to stop the bleeding, but his bandages have been used up.

    Fugui covered the wound tightly with his hands and leaned against the wall to take a breath. Suddenly he saw two black figures flashing in the darkness. He quickly took out his dagger and was about to pounce on him when he saw clearly that the two black figures were Jiao Ji and  Golden glow.

    Jin Hui squatted on the ground, took Fugui's arm and looked at it, and asked in surprise: "Did you hurt any bones?"

    After saying that, he turned around and ordered Jiao Ji: "You are on alert." Then he took out a bandage from the first aid bag and bandaged Fugui. He held Fugui's hand tightly and asked nervously: "Do you feel it?"

    Fugui leaned there and didn't want to move at all. The sweat on his face was dripping down, and he felt a heartbreaking pain on his shoulder, as if someone was using a dagger to cut out the flesh.

    "Why are you back? Where is Hua Zi?" Fugui looked at Jiao Ji dissatisfied.

    Jiao Ji turned around and smiled, raised his gun and vigilantly inspected the surroundings and said: "He is fine. As soon as I went out, I found a hidden place and helped him stop the bleeding. Now he is asleep. Wait for us to rush."  Go out and go back with him.¡±

    Just as Fugui was about to speak, Jiao Ji turned around and made a silencing gesture, smiling slyly like a child: "Stop scolding me. Brother Jin Hui has already scolded me just now. I promise you that when this is over, I will definitely  Send Hua Zi to the hospital."

    Fugui sighed. He knew that the hope of rushing out was now very slim. Now more than a dozen guns were pointing at them outside. Not only did they lack bullets, but their seven or eight days of survival in the wild had consumed a lot of energy, and they continued to fight.  For most of the night, he was so hungry that his belly was sticking to his spine. Moreover, his current injury was indeed very serious. At best, his body was supported by a spirit of not admitting defeat.

    There was a sudden commotion outside, and the messy gunfire finally stopped. Jin Hui stretched out his neck and looked at it and said, "What's the trick again?"

    "Brother, we are out of bullets. As long as you hand over our things, I promise to let you go. From now on, we will not touch the river. How about it?" A hoarse voice came in, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

    Maybe those people didn't answer for a long time because of their wealth, so they shouted in confusion: "Brother, they are ours, let me go in and beat them to death."

    "Let Jiang Cheng and Wang Wei kill them with one shot. They killed so many of our brothers."

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    Fugui listened quietly. He finally knew the name of the sniper. Moreover, according to their words, there should be two snipers.  Fugui glanced at the stairs subconsciously. The moonlight shone in through the broken window, hazy, and only the hanging iron chains were still gently swaying, making crisp sounds in the silent night.

    After a while, the hoarse voice sounded again: "Did you hear it? I'll give you a few minutes. If you don't come out, we will rush in. When the time comes, I would rather not have the goods than make you die in an ugly way."  "

    Fugui and the three of them looked at each other and smiled.

    Now they all know in their hearts that the chance of being able to rush out this time is almost zero, because judging from the noise just now, there are more than a dozen people outside, and they also have two snipers with accurate marksmanship.  Know where to lurk.

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    Jin Hui sat down next to Fugui, dug into his pocket and said, "It's a pity that I don't have any cigarettes. If I had known that I would fall here today, I would have brought two packs of cigarettes even if I was afraid of being punished."

    "Smoke"?What, don't forget me.  " Jiao Ji knelt there with a gun in his hand. He took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket like a magic trick and threw it to Jin Hui: "Smoke it. I got this from a corpse when I came in just now.  "

    Jin Hui took the cigarette and put it to his nose and smelled it. He smiled cheerfully and said, "Good boy, that's okay." After that, he lit one and handed it to Fugui.

    Fugui took it and took a few puffs, silently looking at the window at the stairs. Looking out from there, one could see the stars in the sky shining faintly in the dark night sky.  He suddenly wanted to see the moon. He wanted to see the moon that was as gentle as the night when the swallows parted.

    Thinking of Yanzi, he felt very happy, and a warm current suddenly surged in his heart. If there really was a paradise, she might be waiting for him silently in paradise.

    Jiao Ji threw away the cigarette butt, took out a few bullets from his arms, and silently pressed them into the magazine in the darkness. In the silent night, there was a clear sound of metal collision.

    "What are you thinking about?" Fugui couldn't help but ask when he saw Jin Hui silently holding the gun and looking up at the dark roof.

    Jin Hui glanced at Fugui, with a happy smile on his face: "I miss my son."

    Fugui suspected that he had heard wrongly and looked at him in astonishment: "Your son? You have only been married for a few months, how can you have a son?"

    "To tell you the truth, it was the first time I visited relatives. We weren't even married yet, and wewe were together. The last time I came home to get married, she was already pregnant." Although in the dark, Fugui could guess what he was.  With a shy look on his face: "In two months, my son should be born."

    "Awesome," Jiao Ji raised his head, looked at Jin Hui and stretched out his thumb: "Fat man, he is quite avant-garde, and has the same ideas as ours."

    Jin Hui seemed to be even more ashamed by what he said, pretending to be angry and said: "Just stay here, what do children know?"

    Jiao Ji said disapprovingly: "That's nothing. Besides, I don't understand anything. Let me tell you, I am a master of love. I have been in love three or four times since junior high school and high school. I am the idol in the hearts of those female classmates. Don't you know?  Don¡¯t believe in my charm?¡±

    Jin Hui stretched his legs and said, "I believe you are just as charming as your captain." After speaking, he stretched out his hand from the darkness, groped for Fugui's hand and said, "Fugui, if one of the three of us can escape this  Jie, I¡¯m going to ask you two to help me go home and see my son, and kiss his face for me.¡±

    "Okay," Fugui felt a surge of pride spread rapidly in his heart, and the fear of death suddenly disappeared: "Now that I have said that, I will explain my funeral arrangements: If I leave, you will take my ashes with you.  Go back and give it to my sister, she knows where I should be buried."

    "What do you have to say?" Jin Hui asked Jiao Ji.

    Jiao Ji thought for a while and said, "I have nothing to explain. My father has always said that I can't achieve great things, so I'll show him how to be a hero." After saying that, he stood up and said, "Tell me, when will we fight out?"

    Through a ray of pale moonlight, Fugui looked at Jiao Ji's young face. Perhaps because of his excitement, that face was full of tragedy.  He should be the same age as Ryoko when she left, Fugui thought.  At this age, he should be living a carefree and happy life under the care of his family. However, this military uniform made him mature prematurely and firmly stationed where the country needed him most.

    "Wait a minute." Fugui took Jiao Ji's hand. When he saw that face, he suddenly knew what he should do.  He turned to consult Jin Hui: "The two of us hold back and let Jiao Ji find an opportunity to rush out. We can't do without someone who reports the news. Besides, someone needs to handle the things we just told us."

    As soon as Jin Hui nodded, Jiao Ji rolled his eyes with Fugui angrily: "What are you talking about? Do you think I'm afraid of death? Ever since I set foot in this military camp and saw your glorious deeds, I have always been fascinated. I really regretted it before.  I have been pregnant for several years and I can¡¯t fight side by side with you. Now that the opportunity has come, you actually want me to leave?¡± After saying that, he pulled the bolt of the gun and looked outside with disdain and said: ¡°To be honest, I don¡¯t want to die, but I  Don¡¯t be afraid of the devil!¡±

    Fugui suddenly remembered that when he was young, he was as heroic and fearless. It was precisely because of this spirit that he had been waiting here for eight years. He put Jiao Ji's hand on his and Jin Hui's.  He went up, shook his head firmly and said, "Okay, let's fight together. Even if we die, the blood of these people will be shed!"

    After saying that, he asked Jin Hui for a bandage, tied a bandage, put his left hand around his neck, raised his gun and said, "You two hold them back here, and I'll go upstairs to look for the two snipers."

    "Okay!" Jin Hui high-fived him and said, "Be careful."

    Jiao Ji also came over and hugged Fugui tightly. Fugui could really feel the warmth coming from his body. Jiao Ji bit his lip and warned him again and again: "Take care! Keep a bullet for yourself! But it's best not to use it."

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