Blood and death are always moving.
It is glorious to die in battle.
But if it's a war that doesn't belong to you, it's a bit more than worth the loss.
"Americans are so domineering, special" "Why didn't the country react at all, he shouldn't be from China."
"Not necessarily, if it is really a special forces, performing this kind of secret mission, once it is exposed, it has nothing to do with the country."
"Hey, it's a pity, this kind of talent training must be super difficult."
"It's too good, one person has lost 2 planes, it's enough to be promoted to a colonel-level officer with this military merit" After all, Li Changjiang's "death" still sparked an extremely heated discussion in China.
Discussions about whether the mercenary was a Chinese or not, and whether it was a Chinese special soldier, gradually began to spread from the Internet.
First of all, there are major forums on the Internet.
Then there are the major news pages And in the northwest hinterland of China.
Inside the Special Command Headquarters, it was pitch black on the big screen in front of him, but the signal was still in touch.
Instead of interrupting the signal, Molina's shot was buried in the sand.
But all this has become meaningless.
Because Li Changjiang, that bastard is dead.
It's almost a sure thing.
Xiang Guofang didn't think that bastard would survive that horrific attack.
"It's a pity that a good seedling" Xiang Guofang only said such a sentence, and then he was stunned.
The atmosphere in the control room was a bit solemn.
After all, a lot of people in this base know that guy.
Hu Biao stood behind Xiang Guofang and pursed his lips without saying a word, but his clenched fists could still see the anger and killing intent in his heart at the moment.
The Americans are too domineering Attacking a mercenary without any heavy weapons with a helicopter gunship is nothing short of outrageous Reports "Say" "Chief, I ask my superiors for instructions, hoping to bring back the body of Comrade Li Changjiang."
"Can you just ask for a problem like this?"
Xiang Guofang didn't say much, just snorted coldly and turned around and stared at the big screen.
He also hoped for some miracle there, but he knew it was impossible.
The corners of Hu Biao's mouth were a little wry, he knew that this request was messing around, but for a moment, he wanted to kill him with a gun.
And it's thousands of miles away.
Hearing the rumbling sound and enduring the sharp pain in his chest, Li Changjiang just wanted to stand up, but a feeling of powerlessness immediately spread from his chest to his whole body, and his legs fell directly to the sand.
"Crumbs, bring me my gun."
Lao Maozi rose in response.
However, this time Li Changjiang seemed to have made some mistakes, and the rumbling sound should be that his nerves were a little confused.
There is nothing but sand and the Gobi.
There's not even a single grass in sight of this damn place, let alone a human figure.
"Thank you" He thanked the female reporter.
Li Changjiang endured the severe pain and let himself lie down, and as soon as he moved, a layer of fine sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.
It hurts so much.
Although the two bullets did not penetrate the bones, the impact force carried by the bullet was enough to kill a cow if it hit head-on.
Li Changjiang almost didn't have to think about it to know that at least several chest ribs were broken, and it was already a luxury to survive.
It's almost impossible to get hurt at all.
Li Changjiang's voice was a little hoarse, and the word "you" at the end was almost inaudible.
Molina ran to the place where she was lying on her stomach in a bit of a daze, and soon ran back with an extra khaki travel backpack in her hand. took out a bottle of mineral water with half a bottle left in his bag and handed it to Li Changjiang. on the edge.
Lao Maozi pursed his lips.
Her eyes were fixed on the water in the Italian woman's hand, and she swallowed a few times in embarrassment.
Damn, this half bottle of water is too tempting.
"Hey, thank you for saving me."
There seemed to be something strange in Mo Lina's eyes, and when he said this, Li Changjiang believed that this woman was worthy of his trust.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
A smile rolled up at the corner of his mouth, and he did not hesitate to look at this not good-looking Italian female reporter.
He took the bottle, unscrewed the lid, took a sip of water, and returned it to Molina.
This half bottle of water was now their only source of water, and Li Changjiang almost resisted the thought of drinking it all in his head.
Mo Li didn't put away the water bottle, but handed it to Lao Maozi to take a small sip.
The strong man with a full beard had always had a feeling that made her heart tremble, but she was curious about how the camouflage-faced mercenary in front of her tame this strong man.
In the minds of Westerners, only men with strength can conquer the world, including powerful warriors.
And this wounded guy is clearly not particularly powerful.
Of course.
If marksmanship counts.
Molina didn't know what a top-notch sniper was, and even taking out a helicopter gunship with a gun was a vague idea in her mind.
Should possible It's okay, isn't it true that all soldiers can do this?
I don't know if Li Changjiang would be angry if he knew that Mo Lina was thinking about this in his head.
"Boss, we're out of bullets" Li Changjiang frowned.
Sure enough, it was a house leak that happened to rain overnight.
If the guess is right, the gunship shot down by him must have been the advance scout of the Americans.
That is, if nothing else, the Americans will soon come after them.
Pull the bolt.
Removing the cartridge casing, the last bullet had already been used by him to take out the helicopter.
If there were no bullets, then this Type 95 sniper rifle would be scrapped, useless at all, and even less powerful than a burning stick.
Wait a minute.
Li Changjiang suddenly seemed to think of something, and quickly looked around.
"Old Maozi, you go to the American helicopter and see if you can find anything."
Lao Maozi stood up suspiciously and glanced in the direction of the crash site.
Although he hesitated, he still walked over to that side, but a few hundred meters away, and after less than ten minutes, he saw him running back against the sun, as if he was holding something in his hand.
"Boss, it's a bullet" Bullets indeed.
An intact bag of bullets, all of which were filled with 762 caliber machine gun bullets.
This 95 is obviously unusable, but Lao Maozi still has an SVD sniper rifle in his hand.
Machine gun bullets of 762 caliber can be used just for all.
And the effective range of 800 meters is enough.
As long as the Americans do not dispatch helicopter gunships again, then Li Changjiang is sure to keep them here.
But this seems unlikely, and the only way is for them to withdraw into the territory of Ribia, and only after leaving the border of the Egyptian class will the Americans throw a mouse.
It is true that Ribia is a weak country, but now Ribia is a powder keg, and it is a quagmire of constant quarrels between major powers.
The Americans would never have sent troops into Ribia on a large scale for the sake of a mercenary, unless the White House wanted to be under pressure from both the bear in the North and from the Far East.
So it was imperative that they get out of here at once and enter Ribia before the Americans catch up.
"Let's go, let's get out of here right now" Lao Maozi helped Li Changjiang up with some difficulty and walked towards the bottom of the sand dune.
Suddenly there was Molina's voice behind the two.
"Hey, look here" The moment Molina lifted the camera.
Once again, the world was in a sensation.
Oh, my God Look what that is Oh, God It was the mercenary, he didn't die, what a lucky guy Inside the camera.
The two figures had their backs to the sun, and their figures were stretched out.
However, Li Changjiang's camouflage-painted face showed an extremely resolute look.
Somewhat surprisingly.
The mercenary, who appeared to be wounded, suddenly raised his right hand and raised his middle finger towards the camera, as if to say something in his mouth.
The outside world could not hear Li Changjiang's voice, but he could see his mouth shape clearly.
"Airica shit" In a word: monthly pass, monthly pass, monthly pass t1706231537: