Chapter 14

Looking at the three comrades in arms who stayed to deal with the enemy, Cheng Chong felt very unhappy. What is this? How can I leave when my comrades in arms need help most!

However, he had to leave. He had a task to leave. He had to send out the information for help and bring back the reinforcements. monitor! Deputy squad leader! Veteran Liu, you must hold on. You must hold on. Anyway, you must wait for me to come back.

Cheng Chong thought about it. He had to close his teeth. He turned and ran wildly.

Cheng Chong's physical fitness is really good. In the recruit company, his best result in running five kilometers is more than 16 points, and he ranks first in the whole recruit company. Of course, his other physical fitness assessments are almost the first in the whole recruit company. Because of this, he was looked at and deeply remembered by the leaders at all levels responsible for the new training work in the regiment.

However, he is the best result on the flat ground.

If you can get that result in the snow on the plateau, it's not a person, even a cow, who must be tired to death.

The air on the plateau is thin, the oxygen supply is insufficient, and the plateau air pressure is low, which is easy to produce altitude reaction. If people exercise violently on the plateau, they are likely to fall due to hypoxia, and if they fail to get timely treatment after falling, they are likely to never get up again.

A great man once said: the Sentinels on the plateau, even if they lie on it, contribute to the country.

Cheng Chong can't take so much into account at the moment. Now he must hurry back as soon as possible. The faster he gets, his monitor, deputy monitor and veteran Liu will be safe. If it's late, Cheng Chong will never forgive himself.

Cheng Chong tilted his Bayi rifle behind his back, took off his military coat, threw it on the ground, and then ran headlong in the snow on the plateau.

However, only a few hundred meters away, he was sweating and panting, his chest was stuffy and his heart beat like a drum. He had to slow down, or he might fall before he reached the checkpoint. It doesn't matter if he falls down, but three comrades in arms are still waiting for him! Even if he didn't think about himself, he had to think about the three comrades in arms.

Cheng Chong gritted his teeth and continued to move forward. Although his head began to be confused, his body began to feel numb, and his legs were filled with lead. It was very difficult to walk, but he still didn't stop for a moment.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Three shots in a row, the sound came from behind. Cheng Chong listened, and then instinctively fell forward. When he turned slowly and looked back, he saw four armed men in black clothes, black trousers and black headgear chasing after him, less than 200 meters away, and some of them were aiming at him.

Cheng Chong was surprised! He thought he had avoided the sight of the militants. Unexpectedly, they found themselves and chased them all the way.

Cheng Chong was surprised. Seeing someone aiming at him, he quickly rolled on the spot. Just as his body had just rolled away, several bullets almost wiped his body and swept over, beating up strands of snow-white powder in the snow.

Ah! It's really dangerous!

Cheng Chong didn't have time to continue to sigh. He didn't dare to stop for a moment. He immediately supported himself with one hand, quickly crawled sideways, advanced behind a protruding snow pile, and then pressed his body very low. In this way, he entered the dead corner of the enemy's line of sight, and the enemy couldn't see him for a moment.

As expected, the gunfire paused for a moment. Even if the enemy's bullets seemed to want no money, they wouldn't sweep the vast snow!

After gasping for breath, Cheng Chong squinted out quietly. He was surprised to find that the four militants did not avoid at all and were not afraid at all. They swaggered forward.

Cheng Chong is full of doubts. They are so bold. Aren't they afraid to shoot themselves?

Cheng Chong suddenly thought that when he ran forward, he tilted the Bayi rifle on his back. They must have seen his Bayi rifle without magazine.

fuck! It's bullying. I don't have bullets!

At the thought of this, Cheng Chong was furious. It's, it's fucking unfair.

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

Perhaps, prey hunted by hunters will have such ideas.

Unfortunately, Cheng Chong is the prey arbitrarily slaughtered at the moment.

No! I should have another bullet! He was carrying a Bayi bar full-automatic rifle, and the bullet was loaded by himself. In other words, as long as the bullets in the magazine are not finished, there must be a loaded bullet in the gun chamber.

Just now, when the magazine was returned to the squad leader, because of the urgency of time, I didn't have time to return the loaded bullet.

At the thought of this, Cheng Chong was so excited that he almost cried out.

That's great. It's so timely. I love you so much. Cheng Chong now has a rhythm of wanting to fall in love with the bullet. He wishes he could withdraw the bullet and kiss it again.

Cheng Chong began to aim forward with a gun. Who should he aim at? Who should be sent to heaven! Ah, bah! It's going to hell.

It's really hard for him to choose at the moment. Because the four armed men, like the door god, looked up and walked forward recklessly. They walked slowly, but in a straight line. Just four people lined up and kicked a step forward.

There is no better living target in the world.

Who told them to be blindly arrogant, despise the enemy and look down on no one, eh! No bullets in the eye.

Cheng Chong held the gun in a lying position with his left eye closed. Through the collimator of Bayi rifle, he aimed at the left one, then the right one, and finally decided to shoot the middle one. Because the one in the middle of shooting has the greatest deterrent, and even if his shooting is too smelly, he won't run away.

Because no matter to the left or to the right, someone will pick up the bullet and will never miss it. Would you like to blow his head? Uh! It's OK to blow your head, because you can't grasp it at a distance of more than 100 meters!

Bang! With a clear shot, Cheng Chong pulled the trigger and opened fire.

The last bullet in the barrel of the Bayi rifle roared out with his anger and expectation, and hit the chest of the man in the middle. It hit very accurately without any deviation.

The bullet head flying at high speed pierced a transparent hole in the chest of the armed man, and a blood arrow soared high. The armed man fell to the ground without suspense. His frightened eyes were full of doubt and great reluctance.

This shot came very timely and important.

After the gunshot, the remaining three militants immediately learned humility, prudence, respect for others, and were no longer so arrogant and arrogant. Also learned the cat waist, crawling forward, looking for shelter at any time and other tactical actions, although the action is very non-standard.

The gunshot delayed the pursuit of the enemy and won Cheng Chong some valuable time on his way.

Cheng chongteng stood up, turned and continued to run in the direction of the post.