death of hope

Chapter 459 "Corporate Warrior" (369) Desperate Samurai
"Look, what kind of baby is this~"

Second Lieutenant Green Bowman whistled, bent down, and picked up a digital camouflage painted T5000 high-precision bolt-action sniper rifle from the corpse of the modified man, and found several matching extended magazines from the tactical hanging bag;
"Finally, I can go back to my old job."

The magazine was full of .338LM Ram Magnum sniper bullets, and the blood of the cyborg contaminated the ammunition. In order to prevent the bullet from jamming, Bowman picked it up and slammed it on the helmet.

Shaft complained: "There is also a fully automatic HKG4 next to it, why choose this old antique."

"You don't understand, a real man should pull the big hitch."

Green Bowman stroked the trigger handle of the T5000 as if embracing a lover: "Just kidding, it's actually because this gun is more accurate, and we can't shoot indiscriminately in the current situation."

"That's true, it's a pot of porridge, so as not to accidentally injure teammates."

"Help me find a sniper position, a commanding height with a good view, and I will be able to support everyone at any time."

Shaft turned around and pointed to the top of the salt statue next to him: "It's pretty good there."

"good taste."

Bowman took a few steps back and started a run-up, jumped up and hugged the base of the stone statue, climbed half a meter and then slid down.

"New here, you are really good."

"Hey! You can do what you want."

Shaft made a face: "I can't."

"Then don't force it."

"Wait, what's the sound..."

The tactical noise-canceling earphones reduced the sound of gunshots and explosions on the battlefield, and amplified the suspicious sounds coming from not far away. The "creaking" sound of boots stepping on gravel, Shaft raised the gun:
"Who?!"

"Don't shoot, it's us."

Wang Hongye asked for help anxiously with Lodayev behind her back: "Help me..."

The two hurried over to lift the wounded, and saw Lodayev grinning in pain, his legs were bloody.

"Oh, I'm going, what's wrong?"

"What the hell! I accidentally stepped on a landmine, and I'm sure I'll have to amputate my leg now."

"Don't worry, the company will reimburse you, and I will install the most advanced prosthetic limb for you later."

"No matter how advanced it is, it's not as good as the original one... Ouch... It hurts..."

"Xiao Xia, tighten the tourniquet tighter, Bowman, give him a strong painkiller and pass me the bandage."

Wang Hongye breathed evenly, desperately forced himself to calm down, and bandaged the wound with the help of the two.

Lodayev did not want to see his lover's tears, and forced a smile:
"Phew...well...much better, let's light one."

Shaft took out a pack of cigarettes he rolled himself, knocked out one, Bowman took out a lighter and lit it, and amidst the smoke, Lodayev's pale face regained some color.

"What rubbish cigarettes, I want to smoke Marlboro."

"Three people serve you one, how much blessing is not enough."

"Hey, it's up to you to enjoy this blessing!"

"Hahaha!"

The four of them were having fun, Lodayev glanced at his bandaged injured leg, leaned against the sarcophagus, and exhaled a puff of smoke:
"Where's the Comanche kid?"

"I haven't found it yet."

"Is there any basis for your doubts? He really...betrayed everyone?"

"It's just a guess, it's hard to say."

"Boss, do they know about this?"

"I don't know, that's exactly what I'm worried about."

"What now."

"Luoda's legs are bad, so leave someone to protect him, while Bowman went up to the high point to snipe, and went to support the boss and the others alone, and warned them to beware of Comanche."

"Just do it, who will go."

"Sister Wang, go, she is the best in the team except for the boss and Sig."

"Xiao Xia, you must protect your brother-in-law."

"Don't worry, Miss Wang, by the way, we have to send our rookie sniper to the top, he's too stupid to make it."

Bowman gave Shaft a middle finger:
"Your uncle, why don't you forget to say a few words about me."

"I'll help him." Wang Hongye took off his weapon and armor and put it on the ground. He took off his tactical gloves and spit on his palm. In the blink of an eye, he had climbed to the top of the towering statue of the Salt Man.

Green Bowman was shocked: "This...is this light work?"

"She is a rock climber and has won an Olympiad medal." Lodayev pointed to his mouth: "Hey, Xiao Xia, give me another one."

"You don't dislike my hand-rolled cigarettes?"

"Better than smoking leaves."

"If you know why, you step on landmines. It's just that your mouth is too bad, and you have no morals."

"Don't talk nonsense, hey, newcomer, help me order."

"What are you doing? Come up!"

Wang Hongye dropped the nylon rope to help Bowman climb to the top, and then quickly descended along the rope. While putting on the gear, she repeated what she said to Shaft:
"Xiao Xia, take care of your brother-in-law."

"Big sister...I..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, she turned and ran towards the direction of the gunshots.

Shaft looked at the resolute and courageous back, and thought of his apprentice, Miss Aurora:

"Hello, Rhoda."

"Ok?"

"You guys are really enviable..."

"What are you envious of? Are you envious of me stepping on landmines?"

"Those who go to nm, ask questions knowingly."

Lodayev exhaled a puff of smoke: "That's why I can understand how the boss feels."

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Not far away, Uzuki Shimizu leaned on the ground with a samurai sword that had been cut full of gaps, panting heavily.

He is a strong samurai with a will of steel, and he looks down on the lowly Iga-ryu ninjas.

Those deep and shallow wounds on his body were nothing, what really broke him down was the fear given by the other party, and he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe.

Xi Chuan Fazi was standing ten steps away, ready to come over and cut off her own head at any time, but she didn't do that, but cut him one after another, destroying him.

Like a tabby cat playing with a mouse, it extinguishes a warrior's self-esteem little by little.

Uzuki Shimizu wanted to get back on his feet, but he couldn't see any hope of winning:
(Noriko Nishikawa, the rumors are true, tall and fit, with a muse-like face,

It was such a femme fatale who broke into the Satsuma Shimanyu Dojo in Tokyo and killed her young junior brother.

Like Anakin Skywalker slaughtering Jedi apprentices in Star Wars.

Ruthless, beautiful and deadly.

I want revenge... for the honor of the warrior, but she is too strong,
Satsuma showed me the eighth-level swordsmanship... I was pressed on the ground and rubbed like a beginner...

what to do, what to do,
Even if the Patriarch, Master and the others come and attack them in groups, it will all be for nothing...)
(End of this chapter)