S presents today's update, by the way, pull a vote for the 515 Fan Festival, everyone has 8 votes, and the vote will also give coins, kneel and beg everyone to support and appreciate Long Yun soon realized that he was actually overly cautious.
Through the faint light, Long Yun saw that half of the assassin's face had been burned black, like meat fried in a pan, red and black, and smelled of burning.
The tactical knife had been stuck in his chest, but now it was pulled up, and blood gushed out like a breathless coke.
The assassin began to tremble, his eyes were full of fear, he stared at Long Yun, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, apparently the knife not only pierced the heart, but also pierced the lungs, and now his lungs were like a pool filled with water, and as soon as he opened his mouth, blood bubbled out of his mouth.
Long Yun sighed and put away his tactical knife.
The feeling of watching a person die alive is not pleasant in any way, but fortunately this guy did not suffer much, and soon kicked his feet and rolled his eyes.
"I can resurrect others, but I can't resurrect myself" Long Yun sighed softly, how do you look at it, for a corpse collector, death is a kind of comical irony.
However, it's okay for Long Yun to be like this now, otherwise he will be naked, if this guy is not dead, he will have to kill him ruthlessly, otherwise no one will survive.
"Dude, if you're dead, you're dead, waste it, don't waste things," Long Yun muttered to himself as he peeled off the assassin's equipment and clothes.
Although the mountain camouflage on this guy's body has been burned through a few holes in some places, the clothes inside are still very complete.
Tactical vests, bulletproof panels, cold underwear, and everything else are available.
"The Restoration Society is still quite well funded" Long Yun put on bloodstained clothes and pants, now these combat uniforms are obviously specially customized, the quality is better than the quality of the US military's standard DUB camouflage uniform, especially cold-proof underwear, light, thin and sweat-wicking, in this cold weather, the role of cold-proof underwear can not be underestimated, if the sweating ability is insufficient, it will greatly consume body heat, and people will be frozen to death in their sleep.
The assassin was about the same size as him, and his clothes fit well, and after putting on the whole set of equipment, Long Yun moved his hands and feet, and his body gradually warmed up again, feeling very satisfied.
He began to tap the weapon on this guy's body, and after looking for a long time, he cleaned up a total of American-made Type 18 smoke bombs, three German-made D51 grenades, and two French-made Alsetex special effect bombs, which can release a flash of 5oooooocd at the moment of explosion, which can blind people and is a good thing for special operations.
There was also a large-caliber Tamfoo TA9O pistol equipped with a silencer and five magazines of bullets, a medical first aid kit, and the most disappointing thing for Long Yun was that the radio headset on this guy's body was damaged, and the automatic rifle was nowhere to be found.
In the end, he also found a knife sleeve for a survival knife, and Long Yun was overjoyed, but when he opened it, it was empty, and the knife was gone.
"Damn" Long Yun couldn't help but scold, he didn't find what he wanted most.
Generally speaking, there will be a small box hidden in the handle of the survival knife, which contains some small tools, such as a chainsaw, which can cut off branches, make fires, strangle the neck and be used as a hand hinge to kill.
After cleaning up all the equipment, Long Yun walked slowly down the mountain, now it is dark everywhere, the weather is not good, there are no stars to use as a reference, there is no way to determine the direction, besides, he is going to Bamiyan City, now he is confused about what place here, even if he wants to ask people, it is best to find a village with people to knock on the door during the day to ask, the war has long made the nerves of the Afghan people tense, and if you knock on the door at night, I am afraid that you will be greeted by a string of bullets.
Walking along the hillside for a while, and sure enough, he saw a hole in the slope, Long Yun was sleepy and tired, this rampage at Bagram Air Force Base had made him completely prostration, as Hela said, the best way to please that kind of violent state is to consume his physical strength and let himself collapse himself.
He vaguely guessed that he had come here after the retreating Taliban, the Liberation Guards, and the Demon Assassins, and after running out of energy, he collapsed and fainted, and the corpse collector was probably the last person he killed.
Long Yun is tired and thirsty now, and what he wants most is a sip of hot tea and a little food, but it's a pity that he has lost all the things on his body, otherwise he has a survival bag in his small backpack, and there are enough energy bars in it.
Not to mention the food on this corpse collector just now, he didn't even have a water bag, obviously following the movement of the large army, and he didn't need to carry so many rations at all.
The career of a professional mercenary has made Long Yun have formed a habit, as long as he goes out on a mission, he must carry more bullets and water on his body, and carry energy bars for food as much as possible, and no one can determine that the mission will suddenly fall into a crisis because of some sudden situation, just like when the US army was besieged in Mogadishu.
The blizzard became more and more violent, and the biting cold wind brought large fields of snowflakes; The cold wind swept the snowflakes on the ground, howling furiously, blowing the entire snowdrift like wild, and swept it into the air.
The more he walked, his body temperature became lower and lower, and Long Yun's vision began to blur a little, he knew that this was due to the exhaustion of his physical strength and the slow blood supply caused by the drop in body temperature, if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would fall into the snow unconsciously and never get up again.
He bit his tongue and let the pain try to keep him awake.
Don't stop, don't fall asleep He had been silently reciting these words in his heart.
The old fish and the king have not yet avenged their great revenge, and their life history seems to be a little clear, and they can't die at this time He deliberately turned his attention to his past, thinking about what kind of people his parents were, thinking about why they had left him in an orphanage for so many years, and thinking about why he was at sea in the Pacific Ocean I don't know how long I walked, Long Yun felt that his eyebrows were frozen, and every time he blinked, those eyebrows were like steel needles stinging and painful, and his whole face was no longer felt.
It had been twenty hours since he had eaten, and with the enormous physical strength exerted by the fierce fighting, his body had been hollowed out.
Long Yun finally couldn't hold on, and sat down on the ground with an ordinary sound.
"Hey" Hela will come out every time Long Yun is in danger, "Little guy, you can't fall down, don't sit down, you will die if you sit down" "Damn, it's you" Long Yun suddenly felt that the fierce wind around him was far away, the surroundings became quiet, and the temperature became warmer.
Needless to say, this is just an illusion, a small enchantment that Hela has released beside her, and in reality she is still an unlucky person sitting in the snow waiting to die.
It's about to be 515, and I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and by May 15th, the red envelope rain can give back to readers plus promotional works.
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