Five minutes is quite a long time on the ever-changing battlefield.
However, Xiao Ming hesitated as he watched the five minutes fly by.
There was a dead silence on the battlefield where the gunfire had been fierce just now.
Suddenly, a loud voice rang out and responded in fluent English: "I am Zhou Xiaofei, the captain of the 28th ship.
I agree to your request.
As long as my men are released, I will let you do whatever you want."
A figure wearing a grass-green officer's uniform walked out from behind the car, holding a pistol in his hand and pressing it against his temple.
Xiao Ming was shocked.
In fact, he had already thought that this was the best outcome, sacrificing one person to save everyone.
However, he could not get in touch with ship No. 28.
Fortunately, Zhou Xiaofei lived up to his expectations and stepped forward at the critical moment of life and death.
Even if he is captured by the enemy, it will not matter.
Although Zhou Xiaofei is a candidate for the guerrilla captain and can also drive a guerrilla ship, only the official captain can obtain the relevant road map before setting off for the first time.
The problem is that no one can guarantee whether the imperial army can keep its promise and whether it will release the remaining guerrillas after getting the tongue.
Zhou Xiaofei thought the same thing, so he pointed the gun at his head.
Blade whispered in Xiao Ming's ear: "Look, this is the spirit of sacrifice."
Xiao Ming said in his heart, according to your opinion, I wish the entire guerrilla army had been sacrificed.
The enemy was also worried about being fooled and continued to shout: "How can you prove that you are the captain?"
"My subordinates can prove it," Zhou Xiaofei said, using his other hand to pull off a metal plate from his neck, "This is my ID card.
If you have a sensor, you can read my information.
In addition, Our hovercar is broken and we need you to provide transportation.”
He bargained with his enemies, making his identity even more obvious.
"Throw over your ID card first," the enemy demanded without comment.
Zhou Xiaofei raised his hand and threw it over.
An imperial soldier bent down and ran out of the position, picked up the ID card, and ran back.
After a while, the enemy had a reply: "Good Captain Zhou Xiaofei, we cannot provide transportation, so we can only make way for your men to leave.
You can carry weapons, and then you can follow us."
Although the enemy did not agree to Zhou Xiaofei's conditions, they also showed sincerity and did not allow the resistance soldiers to disarm.
There aren't many Byakugan core corpses here.
The empire's army must have used an exorcism agent.
It's different outside.
In this city of nuclear zombies, if the survivors don't have weapons, they have no chance of survival.
Xiao Ming and Dao Feng looked at each other, but they were surprised that the enemy actually had a card reader.
They must have developed it from the identity cards they obtained from the killed resistance fighters.
In fact, it is not surprising that the filter covers and corpse repellents of the Fourth Reich have also flowed into the Republic.
It can be said that you have me in you, and you have me in you.
Zhou Xiaofei turned around and shouted: "Comrades, leave quickly and leave me alone.
This is an order."
However, the soldiers of ship No. 28 did not move.
They must be waiting for the order from the real captain.
The hands of Xiao Ming and Dao Feng were trembling a little.
If we delay any longer, the enemy will become suspicious.
Zhou Xiaofei suddenly switched to Chinese and said sternly: "What are you waiting for and you want me to die in vain?
In the next life, we are still good comrades and evacuate quickly."
Xiao Ming's nose felt sore when he heard this.
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He knew very well that Zhou Xiaofei was saying goodbye to Jing Chun.
Everyone in Xiao Ming's army knew about his feelings for her, and Xiao Ming also wanted to bring them together, but the man was affectionate and the concubine was unintentional, and it was not easy to force feelings.
I don’t know how Jing Chun feels at this moment.
A slender female warrior wearing combat protective clothing was the first to come out.
She had her gun slung on her shoulder, raised her hands high, and walked slowly towards the gap left by the enemy.
Xiao Ming is almost certain that this female warrior is Jing Chun.
Only if she takes the lead will the rest of the team members follow.
Sure enough, behind her, more resistance soldiers walked out from behind the No. 28 ship, raising their hands high, lining up and moving forward one by one.
The few in the middle were wounded and needed the support of their comrades to walk.
The guns of the imperial soldiers were all aimed at this short team, just in case something unexpected happened.
Xiao Ming counted silently and found that less than half of the original thirty-man guerrillas were left.
It can be imagined that the battle just now was very fierce.
At this time, the enemy issued another instruction: "Rebels, please take off your helmets and take out your identity cards.
We will let you go after we confirm your identities one by one."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming and Dao Feng's expressions changed greatly.
They both thought that although Jing Chun was disguised as an ordinary soldier, her identity card was not disguised.
No one could have imagined that they would encounter such a situation.
Zhou Xiaofei also thought about it and protested angrily: "Why do you check my subordinates' ID cards if you don't keep your word?"
Xiao Ming knew something was wrong, and Zhou Xiaofei's excessive reaction would arouse the enemy's suspicion.
But he saw the leading female warrior taking off her helmet lightly and holding it in her hand.
At the same time, with her other hand, she pulled out her ID card from her collar and hung it on her chest.
It was none other than Jing Chun.
The rest of the team members did not hesitate and made the same move, which to a certain extent dispelled the enemy's suspicion.
Xiao Ming looked at Jing Chun who had a calm face, her head held high, as proud as a victorious warrior, and there was even a smile on her lips.
Xiao Ming immediately had an interpretation in his mind.
Jing Chun's smile was clearly the smile of calmly dying.
She must know that if her identity card is scanned by the enemy's card reader, her true identity will be revealed.
Her military rank is higher than that of Zhou Xiaofei.
How could the enemy let this big fish go?
She walked gently across the gravel, her clear eyes not looking at the enemy who was waiting more than ten meters away, but fell on the bright light of the explosion hole above her head, and the snowflakes floated down one after another, falling on the blood.
There is a bloody romance on the stained ground.
Jing Chun's innocent face glowed with a holy soft light, like an angel, she was saying her final farewell to this mortal world.
Xiao Ming stared at her collar, where the poison was hidden, and she could commit suicide at any time.
His body started to tremble.
What were he waiting for?
He was under tremendous pressure and taking great risks to come here just to save Fifth Sister instead of watching her die in front of him.
Xiao Ming made a decision between breaths and breaths, suddenly raised the X-rifle, and put his right eye up to the scope.
Before the nuclear explosion, this was also the most advanced individual weapon, with an effective range of more than 800 meters, a magazine capacity of 100 rounds, a theoretical rate of fire of 1,000 rounds per minute, and equipped with computerized fire control and laser ranging. , ballistic calculation and other complex functions.
Just from its full name, X-level strategic rifle, we can understand that it has strategic value on the battlefield.
However, Xiao Ming is not familiar with these complex functions, and becoming dependent on complex firearms will actually reduce his fighting instinct.
His greatest reliance is on the potential that was inspired by his own near death.
His potential is the real strategic weapon.
Therefore, he can only use the X-Rifle as an ordinary tactical rifle.
It is enough to take advantage of its large ammunition capacity, long range and high rate of fire.
Xiao Ming's finger was on the trigger, and he could clearly feel his heartbeat changing from fast to slow, thump, thump.
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The sound of his heartbeat created a strange resonance with the outside world.
It was transmitted through his limbs, centered around his body, and stirred with the surrounding air.
The mercury spread outward like a flood, accurately conveying the enemy's location.
Dao Feng had a clear idea and picked up the multi-barreled heavy machine gun in his hand.
At this time, Jingchun was only a few meters away from the enemy.
These soldiers of the empire, probably thinking that they were sure of victory, stood up and remained vigilant, pointing their guns at the guerrillas.
The mantis stalks the cicada, with the oriole behind.
Unknown to them, they have become targets.
Once Xiao Ming fired the first shot, the empire's soldiers would immediately open fire on Jing Chun and the others out of instinctive reaction.
Therefore, Xiao Ming must kill the enemies as much as possible before they shoot, so as to avoid the casualties of his men to the greatest extent.
Can I do it?
I can.
When he thought this, his finger had calmly pulled the trigger, one shot, two shots, three shots He fired a hundred rounds of bullets in ten seconds.
In the world of potential, he clearly saw the shining bullets spraying fire and leaving the barrel in slow motion, and the crisp sound of gunfire also sounded.
Then it stretched, as if from another world His fingers followed his eyes, and his eyes followed the bullets, completely following his feelings.
Within ten seconds, the muzzle of the gun switched dozens of directions, and a hundred rounds of bullets spread out in a narrow fan shape.
Flowers of blood bloomed like fireworks on the enemy's position, with a kind of sad beauty.
The expressions on the faces of the imperial soldiers who were shot were extremely shocked.
They opened their mouths to shout, but all they heard was the tragic death of them.
Call There was no mercy in Xiao Ming's eyes.
At this moment, life was so contemptible in his eyes.
He could exchange it with just one bullet.
Almost at the same time, Blade's multi-barreled heavy machine gun also roared: "Da da da" Those large-caliber machine gun bullets, which are almost like artillery shells, hit the enemy and directly tear them apart.
Xiao Ming shoots the enemies closest to the guerrillas, while the blade shoots the enemies on the periphery.
The two people's fighting coordination is so tacit that no prior verbal communication is even needed.
Xiao Ming finished firing the bullets in the magazine, raised the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger of the grenade launcher.
A high-explosive bomb exploded three to four meters above the enemy, blasting the Imperial soldiers in that circle into howls of terror.
The enemy was completely stunned by this sudden sneak attack from behind, and suffered heavy casualties.
The moment the gunfire rang out, Jing Chun's calm smile immediately turned into shock, and then into surprise.
He threw down his helmet, picked up his submachine gun, and fired while charging outward.
The rest of the team members also shouted and charged.
Only then did the enemy react.
The surviving imperial soldiers lay down one after another and fired to intercept: