The strongest mercenary

The gunfire of the giant broke the original silence, and the lurking enemy was directly killed. After shooting, the giant turned over and jumped down from the tree and quickly changed his position. They were all veterans. He had to take it just in case. Sure enough, as soon as his feet landed, the hiding position just now attracted the enemy's sweep, which made the tree trunk tremble. Fly across.

As the enemy opened fire and exposed the position, the two sides fell into a fierce battle again. For a moment, the gunfire continued to explode everywhere, and the sound of gunfire bursting like beans rose and went.

"There is good news and a bad news..." The tree demon howled while fighting back. "The good news is that I killed their machine gunner, and the machine gun was blown into parts by me."

"Well done, what's the bad news?" The gambler said as he approached him quickly.

"The bad news is... the enemy's firepower is too fierce and needs support." His position was too forward. As a result, he directly hit the enemy's main force. There were four enemies near him. This fire was immediately beaten so that he couldn't raise his head. Fortunately, the forest was dense, otherwise he would have been beaten into a sieve long ago. But at this time, he had been pressed so much that he couldn't raise his head. "Fuck..." The tree snorted, and two bullets passed through. The edge of the trunk hit his chest directly. Although he was blocked by a bulletproof vest, he still felt like he was being hit hard in the chest with a hammer. He almost lost his breath because of the pain.

"Shit... Hold on; the giant covered me." The gambler rushed in the direction of the tree demon as he said.

"Roger that." The giant turned up from the side with a machine gun and rescued the tree demon with the gambler.

"Dada-da..." The giants in the running began to shoot wildly with ammunition. The dense bullets ravaged the dense woods, and the enemy was immediately beaten out of temper and the firepower was reduced for a while.

Taking advantage of this gap, the gambler rushed up and dragged the shoulder strap of the tree demon to shoot and retreat, shouting, "Damn it, I have to save you."

"Whiss, squis..." Several bullets whistled and flew almost against the gambler's ear. The airflow hit his eardrums. For a moment, he could hardly hear the sound, and there was only a buzzing roar in his ears.

"Guess how many bones I broke, I bet a hundred yuan..." The tree demon let him drag, and the gun in his hand continued to shoot, and his mouth catered to the gambler.

"Bastard, if you want to bet, bet 100 yuan." The gambler's ears couldn't hear clearly. The tree demon couldn't speak loudly because of chest pain. Coupled with the chaotic gunshots, the tree demon's voice was very vague and he heard it wrong.

"That's right, I bet one hundred yuan." The tree demon repeated loudly.

"Oh, I thought you said you didn't bet 100 yuan!" After the gambler dragged him back and threw him on a tree, he still didn't hear clearly. "Be honest, I bet you cut two roots and wait for me to come back." After saying that, he took the gun and left.

"Well..." The gambler pulled off the shoulder strap and put his hand into the bulletproof vest and gently pressed it twice on his chest. The result was so painful that he could only take a cold breath. "Damn it, two ribs are broken and the thoracic spine is damaged; my 100 yuan..."

"Change the bullet." After the giant roared back to the tree, the barrel of his Pecheneg general-purpose machine gun was faintly red, and the shot time was too long, causing the barrel to overheat.

Without the machine gun, the firepower to suppress the enemy was revived again. The enemy already had the advantage of the number of people. Now the tree demon's injured ghost is unknown, so for a moment, the fear and the gambler were beaten so hard that they couldn't even raise their heads.

"Giant, suppress the fire." Fear of being beaten doesn't even have a chance to fight back.

"The barrel is overheated. Hold on and I'll change the barrel." The giant pulled out the spare barrel from the backpack and put it beside him. Then he began to quickly disassemble the machine gun. "Damn tree demon, my gun barrel is hard. It's all to save you. When you go back, you will accompany me with my heavy barrel."

"Fuck, can this also be my fault? You're an old you, why don't you control your own speed?" The tree demon hummed and fought with the giant in the headphones.

"Shit, the enemy's firepower is so fierce that if I don't try my best to suppress you, you will die long ago." While talking, the giant's barrel had been replaced. "Remember the barrel of the gun first, and I'll settle it with you when I go back; brothers, hold on, the fool is coming..." While talking, the giant shook his bloody bald head and rushed out of his hiding place. The machine gun in his hand began to roar. The noisy enemy suddenly became dumb and had to divide. With his help to deal with him, the pressure on the side of fear and gamblers suddenly decreased, and the two immediately began to fight back.

"Guerrilla boy, come out. I need you here." The tree demon shouted at the single soldier radio station.

"I don't have time." The ghost replied coldly.

"Fuck, kid, don't talk to me in such a tone." The tree demon was furious, "The enemy's firepower is fierce, and they are afraid that they need help."

"They can do it." The ghost said coldly, and then there was no more movement.

"The guerrilla boy has his own things to do. Don't care about him." Fear was a little helpless. He knew the ghost. This guy rarely cooperated with others when fighting. Most of them acted alone. He often appeared as a dark horse on the battlefield. Only the mountain wolf, the griff and heavy fist in the whole team could control this guy.

"The enemy's right wing firepower is weakened." The gambler took the opportunity to change the magazine and changed his position.

"Beware of their tricks." Fear holds the side of the giant to prevent the enemy from sneaking.

"There are at least six of them, and I lost a machine gun. Now that the firepower has weakened, we have the upper hand." The gambler shouted while shooting.

"Damn it, only two people have been killed after fighting for so long." The giant complained that since suppressing the enemy's firepower, he began to slow down the firing speed, which would reduce ammunition consumption and prevent the barrel from overheating, while suppressing the enemy.

"They are very cunning, and it is difficult to hit them when they run around in the forest." The tree demon endured the severe pain in his chest and climbed up to join the battle.

"No, we killed six, and I killed four. The reason why there are still so many people is because the enemy's reinforcements have arrived." The ghost interjected, "We'd better fight quickly. They are calling for support."

"Shit, where are you? How do you know so much?" The gambler scolded.

"I'm behind them. They found me when I sneaked up just now, and I'm changing my position."

Fear looked at the time, and more than a dozen minutes had passed since the start of the war: "Quick battle and quick decision, don't be entangled with them."

The ghost said, "They are moving towards the right wing. Be careful. They are encroping you."

"Okay, ghost, you are responsible for attacking behind them."

"Yes, sir."

"Giants cover, others retreat, move to the left, and wait for them to come over." Fear clamped an unsecured grenade on a tree.

"Roger that." The giant agreed to take over the position of the gambler.

The tree demon set up two broad-knife mines in the grass and then limped back with fear. The giant turned around and ran away with the bullets in the drum. The enemy suddenly lost its target again.

The giant rushed through the gambler's defense line and ambushed under a big tree not far away. In fact, they ran not far out, just creating the illusion of evacuation, just to wait for the enemy to be fooled in another place.

"Boom..." The enemy really hit the target. The 700 steel balls on a wide knife thunder were enough to tear anything in front of it to pieces, not to mention that two of them exploded at the same time. The enemy was unlucky now.

"Da-da-da..." The gambler took the lead in firing, and the bullets rushed to sweep the enemy behind him. At the same time, the giant's machine gun and the fear who had climbed up the tree also opened fire one after another. The battle ended quickly, and there was no movement on the other side in less than two minutes.

"The enemy has withdrawn." The ghost said in the phone.

"Is anyone hurt?" Fear jumped down from the tree.

"Someone broke his rib, but I made a hundred yuan." The gambler half knelt on the ground to check the injury of the tree demon.

"Damn it, be gentle, it hurts." The tree demon protested.

"Kill four and run away two." There was an enemy lying in front of the giant who had not lost his breath. He pulled out his pistol and blew the guy's head.

"One was killed by me, and only one ran away." The ghost came out of the forest and saw what the giant was doing. Although he was also killing without blinking, he didn't like to deal with enemies who lost their resistance, but sometimes he had to catch up. He frowned and said, "The enemy's reinforcements are almost here."

"What's wrong with your leg?" Fear found that the ghost's thighs were covered with blood.

"It's not my blood." The ghost handed him a single soldier communicator, "It's just captured; I'm going to see the tree demon."

"Well done, guerrilla boy." Fear put away the communicator.

"Guess who our opponent is?" The giant turned around and picked up a piece of flesh that had just been cut from the corpse on the saber in his hand. The skin was tattooed with a red skeleton, and a bloody sword was inserted on the skeleton...