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Chapter 14: The last bullet

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    Looking at these three comrades who stayed behind to deal with the deadly enemy, Cheng Chong felt very uncomfortable. What is this?  How could I leave my comrades when they needed help the most?

    However, he had to leave. He had a mission when he left. He had to send out the message asking for help and then bring back the reinforcements.  Monitor!  Deputy monitor!  Old soldier Liu, you have to hold on, you must hold on, no matter what, you have to wait for me to come back.

    Cheng Chong thought about it, gritted his teeth, turned around and ran wildly.

    Cheng Chong's physical fitness is indeed good. When he was in the recruit company, his best score in the five-kilometer run was more than 16 points, ranking first in the entire recruit company. Of course, his other physical fitness assessments also ranked first in the entire recruit company.  one.  Because of this, he was highly regarded by the leaders at all levels in the regiment who were responsible for the new training work, and he was deeply remembered in their hearts.

    ¡°However, that was his best result on flat ground.

    If you can achieve that result in the snow on the plateau, then even a cow, let alone a human, will be exhausted.

    The air on the plateau is thin, the oxygen supply is insufficient, and the plateau air pressure is low, which is prone to altitude sickness. If a person exercises vigorously on the plateau, they are very likely to collapse due to lack of oxygen, and if they do not receive timely treatment after falling, there is a high risk of death.  Maybe I'll never get up again.

    A great man once said: The sentinels on the plateau, even if they are lying there, are making contributions to the country.

    Cheng Chong couldn't take care of so much at the moment. He had to rush back as quickly as possible. The faster he went, the safer his squad leader, deputy squad leader, and Liu Laobian would be.  If it's too late, Cheng Chong himself will never forgive himself.

    Cheng Chong slung the August 1 rifle across his back, took off his military coat, threw it on the ground, and then ran wildly in the snow on the plateau.

    However, after only running a few hundred meters, he was exhausted, sweating profusely and panting, with chest tightness and heartbeat pounding.  He had to slow down, otherwise he might fall down before reaching the checkpoint.  It doesn't matter if he falls down on his own, but there are still three comrades waiting for him eagerly!  Even if he doesn't think about himself, he still has to think about those three comrades.

    Cheng Chong gritted his teeth and continued to move forward. Even though his head began to feel confused, his body began to feel numb, and it was very difficult to walk as if his legs were filled with lead, he still did not stop for a moment.

    boom!  boom!  boom!  Three consecutive gunshots were heard from behind. When Cheng Chong heard it, he instinctively threw himself forward.  When he slowly turned around and looked back, he saw four armed men wearing black clothes, black trousers and black hoods chasing him, less than 200 meters away, and some of them were aiming at him.

    Cheng Chong was shocked!  He thought he had avoided the sight of the militants, but unexpectedly, they discovered him and chased him all the way.

    Cheng Chong was still in shock. When he saw someone aiming at him, he quickly rolled on the spot. Just as his body rolled away, several bullets almost grazed his body and swept over him, causing a fire in the snow.  strands of snow-white powder.

    ah!  It¡¯s so dangerous!

    Cheng Chong didn't have time to continue sighing. He didn't dare to stop for a moment. He immediately supported his body with one hand, quickly crawled sideways, and advanced behind a protruding small snowdrift. Then he lowered his body very low. In this way, he entered the enemy's territory.  The sight is blind, and the enemy cannot see him for a while.

    As expected, the gunfire paused for a moment. Even if the enemy's bullets seemed to be free, they wouldn't be shooting randomly at the vast snow!

    After taking a few deep breaths, Cheng Chong quietly squinted his eyes outside, and was shocked to find that the four militants did not dodge at all, and were not afraid at all, but walked forward in a swagger.

    Cheng Chong was full of doubts. If they were so bold, weren't they afraid of shooting themselves?

    Cheng Clash suddenly thought that they must have seen his August 1 rifle without a magazine when he ran forward with his Bayi rifle slung across his back.

    Damn it!  It turns out you were bullying me for not having bullets!

    Thinking of this, Cheng Chong was furious. This, this is so fucking unfair.

    But!  At this moment, who should he turn to to fight for fairness?  Who should I talk to for explanation?  War is inherently unfair.  This is not an Olympic competition, fair competition on the same platform.

    ¡°Perhaps, the prey hunted by the hunter will also have such thoughts.

    It¡¯s just unfortunate that Cheng Chong is the prey being slaughtered at will.

    That¡¯s not right!  I should have another bullet!  What he carries is a Bayi-barrel fully automatic rifle, and he loads the bullets himself.  In other words, as long as the bullets in the magazineBefore the shooting is finished, there will definitely be a loaded bullet in the chamber.

    And when I unloaded the magazine just now and left it to the squad leader, because of time constraints, I didn¡¯t have time to unload the loaded bullet.

    Thinking of this, Cheng Chong was so excited that he almost screamed.

    It¡¯s so wonderful, it¡¯s so timely, I love you so much.  At this moment, Cheng Chong felt like he wanted to fall in love with this bullet. He wished he could withdraw the bullet and kiss it again.

    Cheng Chong started to aim forward with his gun. Who should he aim at?  Who should be sent to heaven?  Nonsence!  It's going to hell.

    It¡¯s really hard for him to make a choice at the moment.  Because the four armed men were like door gods, walking forward unscrupulously with their heads held high, not to mention walking slowly, but in a straight line.  All it took was four people to line up in a row and move forward step by step.

    There is no better living target in the world.

    Who told them to be blindly arrogant and underestimate the enemy, and to be arrogant, eh!  It's bulletproof.

    Cheng Chong lay down with his left eye closed and held the gun. Through the sight of the Bayi rifle, he first took aim at the one on the left, then the one on the right, and finally decided to shoot the one in the middle.  Because the shot in the middle is the most intimidating, and even if your marksmanship is too bad, the bullet will not escape.

    Because no matter whether you turn to the left or to the right, someone will catch the bullet and you will never miss it.  How about giving him a headshot?  Well!  Forget about headshots, because at a distance of more than 100 meters, you can¡¯t be sure of a headshot after all!

    boom!  There was a crisp gunshot, and Cheng Chong pulled the trigger and fired.

    The last bullet in the barrel of the Bayi rifle roared out with his anger and expectation, hitting the chest of the person in the middle who was aiming at it, and the shot was extremely accurate, without any deviation.

    The bullet flying at high speed pierced a transparent hole in the chest of the militant, and a trace of blood flew high.  The militant fell to the ground without any suspense, his horrified eyes filled with doubts and reluctance.

    This gunshot was very timely and important.

    After the gunshot, the remaining three militants instantly learned to be humble, cautious, and respectful, and were no longer so blindly arrogant and arrogant.  I also learned to bend my waist, crawl forward, and find bunkers at any time and other tactical actions, although the movements are very non-standard.

    This gunshot delayed the enemy's pursuit and bought Cheng Chong some precious time on his way.

    Cheng stood up eagerly, turned around and continued to run wildly in the direction of the checkpoint.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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