Andrei was backing away, cursing.
"Damn wolves!"
If a wolf hadn't attacked me while I was hiding, I wouldn't have risked shooting.
Although he shot and killed the wolf, his leg injury soon attracted the pursuit of the wolf pack.
The wolf pack, several of whose members were killed by the Chinese militia, went crazy.
They stared at Andre.
This made Andre anxious.
Because he didn't know whether the Chinese militia would react, although he felt the probability was low.
But as a veteran spy, he knew very well that he had to quickly break away from the wolf pack.
There are limited bullets in his pistol, and he also has top-secret information obtained from Yan Zi.
Go to the border immediately and swim across that damn river. That's all Andre is thinking about now.
Good luck came after nearly an hour of fighting with the wolves.
The wolves finally gave up the chase.
Andre took a sip of liquor to warm himself up, then poured it all over the wound on his leg.
He covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from screaming.
Andre rested for ten minutes, and after regaining some strength, he was ready to continue his escape.
But he had to hide again.
Behind them under the moonlight, several figures with guns were slowly approaching.
Andre pounded the ground in anger.
Damn, these Chinese militiamen actually reacted!
No wonder the wolves retreated on their own initiative!
Andre was looking for a way to escape. He didn't want to engage in a head-on firefight with these militiamen.
He is not the 007 trained by those idiots in the West. He is not that stupid to shoot at a group of people with rifles on the plains.
And he knew very well that since the militiamen turned back, there must be more people coming from behind.
The information he carries is extremely important. If it is discovered, the "Swallow" will be discovered as well.
Andre crawled towards the northwest little by little, praying that these people would not see him.
Zhang Hongcheng and his four companions, holding five or six half-guns, walked slowly down the hillside in a fan shape.
The moonlight today is beautiful, and the snow is almost completely visible.
They were almost approaching the target that the wolves had just attacked.
Everyone's steps were steady, even though their palms were sweating from nervousness.
Zhang Hongcheng, who has the best eyesight, was using the moonlight to distinguish every dark shadow on the snow.
Lao Zeng suddenly sniffed.
“What a strong smell of alcohol!”
Under Lao Zeng's guidance, the four rifles quickly turned towards the direction where the aroma of wine came from.
Andre knew something was wrong when he saw Lao Zeng twitching his nose.
He hadn't used liquor to clean the wound before, in order to avoid leaving any trace of the scent.
“Bad luck!”
"Bang~!"
Lao Song's cotton hat flew away.
Old Song was startled. When he squatted down quickly, he found that his head was cold.
"Chase!"
Hao Aiguo was about to stand up.
“Wait!”
Zhang Hongcheng hurriedly grabbed the squad leader.
"Squad leader, he's got a pistol, let him run 30 meters first!"
Andre endured the leg injury and crawled out in an S-shaped route, widening the distance between him and the four people behind him to about 40 meters.
Just when he was curious why the other party didn't shoot.
Suddenly, gunshots rang out.
Andrei quickly fell to the ground.
Damn it!
At a distance of more than 40 meters, his pistol was basically a piece of scrap metal.
But the gang's rifles could easily suppress him.
Moreover, the plain distance of forty to one hundred meters has the most favorable shooting range and shooting range for rifles.
He suddenly hated the moon in the sky which was too bright.
The shooters on the opposite side had poor accuracy, and the area around where he was hiding was covered in flying snow.
But Andre felt a strong sense of unease in his heart.
Because he knew that the other side had four people and four rifles.
But there were only three people who were shooting!
Andre, who had served in the army, knew very well that the person who never fired a shot was the most dangerous!
Shooters who can remain so calm and composed are often the most deadly!
After learning that there might be a sharpshooter among the pursuers, Andre did not dare to continue running.
Song Chunrong never fired, and his accuracy was a complete waste of ammunition.
He planned to give all his ammunition to Lao Zeng.
So Lao Zeng had the most fun playing alone.
"No, we have to blow him out!"
Zhang Hongcheng spoke and looked at the squad leader.
Hao Aiguo nodded.
Zhang Hongcheng took out the grenade from his butt, nervously unscrewed the lid, took a deep breath, pulled out the fuse, and let's go!
The recent tree-cutting exercise was indeed effective, and the grenade flew more than 30 meters.
Boom~!!
Andre cursed angrily, Damn it!
Why do these militiamen carry grenades when they go out?
I can't keep hiding, otherwise I will definitely be blown to death.
Andre took out a small needle and stabbed his arm.
This is for temporary pain relief.
Andre got on all fours, trying to minimize his exposure to the enemy, and crawled quickly to the north.
Boom~~~.
Zeng Jianjun's hand was so strong that the grenade he threw with a running start landed more than ten meters in front of Andre.
Andre had to change direction.
When Lao Zeng jumped up and threw a grenade, Lao Song casually fired a shot in the front.
He held the barrel of his gun high, so his accuracy was naturally high.
Lao Song's bullet hit a stone and bounced away.
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