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Chapter 298 Cross the line of fire
The appearance of the sentinel was so sudden that we were caught off guard.

The drug lord and I reacted slowly, we both stared blankly at the sentry post.Both Iron Donkey and Lengshou moved before the sentinel fired.Holding the drug lord by the cold hand, he ran to the side desperately.

By coincidence, there was a pile of sandbags next to us, which were originally used to build a house. There were about one hundred and eighty bags, and the pile was as high as a hill.

Cold hand dragged the drug lord to hide here.But the drug lord ran purely passively. He slipped on the soles of his feet and staggered to the point of falling. Cold hands ignored him and kept dragging him.

The drug dealer yelled in pain.

I didn't have time to pay attention to the drug lord, because the iron donkey also jumped on me while taking the opportunity.How big is his body plus how much strength?With such a pounce, I was directly knocked to the ground by him.

He hugged me and rolled behind the sandbag together. I found that if the person holding me was a woman or a thin man, it would be fine to roll like this. The bad thing is that the donkey is too strong.

When I'm on top and he's on the bottom, it's easy to say, but once I change my posture and he's on top and I'm on the bottom, I'll be miserable. I feel like I can't breathe when I'm pressed down by him for a moment.

After we took action, gunshots came from the sentry post, and what the hell was a submachine gun, firing rows of bullets.The bullets exploded right where we were.

I felt very uncomfortable being crushed by the iron donkey, but I also gritted my teeth, because I understood that once we both stopped or slowed down, what would it mean?
The two of us rolled behind the sandbag in such a mess, and when we stopped, the iron donkey was right on top of me.He seemed to have forgotten what I was doing down here, and he was not in a hurry to stand up. He just looked up at Lengshou and muttered, "Brother, you reacted very quickly, but the way of hiding just now is not good, and it is easy to get shot. Look Look at me!"

Leng Shou glanced at Tie Donkey and said nothing.As for the drug lord, as soon as he got up from the ground, he suppressed his anger and pointed at the cold hand and cursed a few times. Anyway, it meant the same thing over and over again. The cold hand is not a thing, why didn't he yell before pulling him Woolen cloth.

I found that the three of them are really "unknown in the blessing", and they still have the leisure to talk about this and that. I must not wait for the iron donkey to get up by itself, so how long will I have to be crushed by the Five Elements Mountain?

My chest was stuffy, and it was very difficult for me to speak. I tried my best to yell "Tie Donkey" while waving my hands and kicking my feet.

After all my busy work, I finally caught the attention of the iron donkey.He grinned in embarrassment and moved away from me.

The sandbag is not too high. We have to stand up, and it is easy to expose the top of our heads, so we all bow our bodies.

The police at the post saw that we hid in and stopped shooting. They just shone their searchlights and let the lights cover the area around the sandbags.

The drug lord also knew that now was not the time to bicker, so he stopped talking.The four of us squatted close to the sandbags.

Iron Donkey is a veteran with a gun and has a lot of experience.He sighed first.Lengshou turned his head to look at the iron donkey, nodded slightly, seemed to understand why the iron donkey sighed, and agreed with his sigh.

But I was confused, and thought to myself, what are they doing?In addition, don't the iron donkey carry a pistol?Although pistols are not as powerful as submachine guns, they are all guns, so what are you afraid of?

I said something to the iron donkey, let him take a gun and wait for the opportunity to rush out and take down the sentry post.

With a sullen face, Iron Donkey replied, "I can't do it. The sentry on the other side, from the few shots he fired just now to the fact that he is now able to raise his gun and wait, it all shows that he is a master. In the competition between masters, we often value the first opportunity. Now He had the upper hand, and if I ran out, it would be easy to get shot."

I admit that my thinking was simple, and I began to think about it, to see if there was any way to reverse this so-called first opportunity.

Leng Shou didn't react much after hearing this, the drug lord's eyes changed when he saw Tie Donkey, and he muttered, "Brother Xiong is worthy of being a killer, he knows a lot."

We stayed like this for less than half a minute, but the sentinel on the opposite side still didn't move. I don't think it's okay to go on like this, especially now that we are escaping from prison. If we delay so much, we won't be able to escape sooner or later.

In addition, I have nothing to do, I can only look at the iron donkey anxiously.

Iron Donkey showed a hesitant expression, he must have a solution, but this method is not safe, when I saw it this way, he was determined and said to us, "Let's do this, the two big brothers don't need to move, Just protect yourself, Sanmushu, cooperate with me."

He pointed to the prison uniform I was wearing again.

I understand, what he meant was that I should leave the prison uniform out, so as to create the illusion that someone is about to escape and attract the attention of the sentinel, and at the same time he will run out from the other direction to seize the opportunity. The sentry fired.

I always have the urge to smack my head, thinking that I never thought of such a simple method, and there is nothing wrong with this method.

I confidently took off my shirt.Iron donkey also took the opportunity to guide me a few words.

He told me to hang something heavy in the clothes so that it can go faster when skimming, and to ski at a slightly upward angle, which is more human-like.

There were several half-cut bricks under our feet. I found two and put them in my clothes.I weighed it and thought it was enough weight.

I glanced at the open space to the left of the pile of sandbags again, and said to the iron donkey, "Look."

I prepared a bit, then suddenly poured strength into my arms, and threw the shirt out.The iron donkey had already hid on the right side of the sand pile. The moment I went out with my coat on, he paused and jumped out to the right.

Don't look at the iron donkey as a fat man, but at the critical moment, he was very agile. After he threw himself on the ground, he touched the ground with his left hand first.I didn't see it too clearly, anyway, he twisted and pushed with his left hand, and his whole body took advantage of the strength to circle around, and then he squatted on the ground with his face firmly facing the sentry post.

I estimate that as long as the iron donkey is given another second, or half a second, so that he can see the target clearly, he will definitely be able to shoot and injure or kill the sentry.

But this time is simply a luxury.The iron donkey had just squatted down when a gunshot sounded from afar.

I saw Iron Donkey's hands tremble, and his face contorted.He dropped the gun, and ran back like a rabbit, hopping and running.

My heart sank, knowing that Iron Donkey's sneak attack had failed, and was even almost hunted down by the opponent.

I didn't have time to think about other things, and I focused all my energy on Iron Donkey, especially his hands.I know what hands mean to a SWAT cop, especially a sharpshooter.

The cold-handed flashlight is still hanging on his waist. It's this time, and there's nothing that can't be used.He turned on the flashlight, and I saw through the light that Iron Donkey's hand was shaking violently, but he was not injured. This is luck among misfortunes.

Iron donkey was so angry that he scolded his mother.

I found out that the drug lord really owes his mouth to him, and he said, "Hey, if we fail to rape, we will be fucked."

None of the three of us gave him a good look. He realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly shut up.

During this period, the distant sentry sent another shot at the shirt I had thrown away.I was attracted by the gunshot and glanced along.

I can't get this jacket anymore. There are two bullet holes in it, one is shot in and the other is shot out.

I don't care about this prison uniform. After letting the iron donkey take it easy, I looked at the pistol in the open space on the right.

The gun was not deformed by bullets, and the barrel showed no signs of damage. I think it can still be used when it is brought back. The question is, how do we get it back.

We have all learned how powerful the sentinel is. If we blindly go out to pick up guns, we are guaranteed to be killed by him.

I fumbled towards my pants unnaturally.I thought of the trouser pocket, as long as I held it in my hand and threw it out, and stuck the gun in the belt, I could slowly pull it back.

But helplessly, our trousers are all elasticated and have no trouser pockets.

Both Lengshou and the drug lord were thinking about it with me, and they were also thinking about how to get the gun back.In the end, Lengshou became impatient, looked behind us anxiously, and said to us, "Well, there is a price for escaping from prison. In order to ensure the overall interests, except for the iron donkey, the three of us will draw lots and choose one person to pick up the gun. And even if you die, you have to throw the gun back before you die, what do you two think?"

When I add up, isn't this three to one?The probability of my being caught is too high, and the drug lord didn't agree with this method. He shook his head first, and his head shook like a rattle.

Lengshou insisted on this method, and seeing that the iron donkey vetoed it silently, he became more energetic, pointed at the drug lord and said, "You are afraid of death, since you are so afraid of death, how many hell do you escape? I don't know." Is this a game of the brave?"

The drug lord retorted Lengshou, saying that he is a simple-minded guy with well-developed limbs who knows a thing or two.

At this point they were bickering again.I found that our group of four was really bad, too lacking in organization and discipline.

I was about to persuade them not to quarrel, but unexpectedly, there was a new change at the outpost.

(End of this chapter)