Chapter 810 Why, Afraid of Becoming a Widow?

More danger than good?

Zhou Yao stood up straight after hearing this, put his hands on his belt, stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips. He showed a bloodthirsty smile, "Really? Then I must go and have a try."

"Zhou Yao!" Leng Zhiyuan shouted.

He slowly looked sideways, his bright narrow eyes fixed on her face, and reached out with his right hand to pat her little face, "Why, are you afraid of becoming a widow?"

Leng Zhiyuan slapped his hand. At this time, he was still in the mood to joke!

"Six minutes, if I don't come back, you attack in the southwest direction, No. 2 will be the forward, No. 6 will cut off the tail, and crawl forward to save your life and delay, waiting for rescue." After he ordered his men, he left.

"Don't go!" Leng Zhiyuan stepped forward and opened his right hand to reach for his waist and abdomen. "This is a battlefield. You are at a disadvantage and your lives are hanging by a thread. As a leader, the most important thing you should do now is to be more sensible. You have to lead Everyone, go out and kill each other. How do you think one person’s life compares to the lives of so many people?”

Zhou Yao dodged her attack, and she wrapped around her like a vine. The man retracted the smile on his face and pressed her wrist into his palm. His masculine body temperature and the heat in his palm were instantly transmitted to her. There was still his low-pitched voice in his skin, "Don't bother me anymore, it's all life, there's no comparison. That's my person, not one of my people should be missing!"

He shook her hand off fiercely and jumped into the depths ahead.

Leng Zhiyuan stared at his back, feeling a million thoughts in her heart: Go to hell, seek death.

"Sister-in-law, don't be angry, the major general is just that kind of person!" A soldier hurriedly comforted him, and then whispered to the people around him, "There is someone at the six o'clock position on the top of the tree ten meters away. Fire there and cover the major general."

Then the sound of gunfire rang out again.

Leng Zhiyuan looked back at the soldiers. They all carried small pistols with no more than 12 bullets. Now these bullets were used to save their lives, but they were used to cover Zhou Yao.

madness!

It seems that these people are all going to die here today!

The bullet fire continued anxiously, Leng Zhiyuan kept her face cold and refused to look back at the direction where the man disappeared, but her heart gradually became cold, and he still didn't come back...

At this time, a surprised whisper sounded in my ears, "The major general is back."

Leng Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat and she quickly looked back. A person rushed beside her like lightning. Zhou Yao was back. He squatted down and dropped Xiao Zhi on his shoulders on the ground.

Xiaozhi's chest was stabbed with a sharp weapon, and there was gurgling hot blood. Leng Zhiyuan saw Zhou Yao's rough palm touching it, "I can't die for the time being."

Zhou Yao tore off his clothes and gave Xiaozhi a simple bandage.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at the man's face. There was a lot of dust on his face. The beads of sweat on his forehead kept falling down, hitting the rough bronze skin of his hand and then bounced away. It must have been violent. During the fight, his breathing was not panting, but his heart was beating powerfully, with terrifying power.

"Major General!" His soldiers gathered around him one after another. At this time when their lives were hanging by a thread, everyone seemed to have forgotten the danger, with admiring and joyful smiles on their faces.

Leng Zhiyuan withdrew her gaze. At this moment, she had to admit that her heart was touched. Over the years of being an agent, she had become numb to blood and human life, and her heart was cold.

But for a moment, her heart seemed to be lightly scratched by a feather, and ripples appeared in her heart.

At this time, Zhou Yao lay beside her, "It's definitely not possible to wait for rescue at this moment. The southwest is the only way out, but there are snipers there..."

"Major General, I'm going to be the decoy. When the sniper shoots at me, you determine his location and then kill him with one shot."

“No, Major General, I’m going!”…

More than a dozen soldiers scrambled.

"Shut up!" Zhou Yao kicked a soldier and scolded him mercilessly, "You don't know how capable you are? Can you avoid a sniper's bullet? I don't need to sacrifice my life."

The dozen or so soldiers were immediately speechless. They were ashamed to see Zhou Yao hesitate to speak.

Zhou Yao took off the pistol from his waist and whispered, "No. 10, after I go out, you find a high geographical position. Once the sniper fires, you must deal with it as soon as possible."

"But Major General, the range of the pistols in our hands is not far, and it is far from being compared with the opponent's advanced weapons and equipment... It's better for me to go, I believe the Major General can do it with one shot..."

With a "pop", Zhou Yao stretched out his hand and slapped the soldier on the head, "Fool, soldiers don't know how to use guns. When you get back, go home and farm for me!"

Zhou Yao stood up and left.

"Major General!" everyone shouted.

At this time, Zhou Yao's sleeve was grabbed, "They can't do it. The other party is an experienced foreign mercenary. A pistol can't kill their snipers. You can only try."

Zhou Yao turned around and looked at Leng Zhiyuan who was speaking.

Leng Zhiyuan wore a white vest, a denim jacket, and black tights today. She let go of Zhou Yao's wrist, then took off her denim jacket and tied it around her waist, letting her loose black hair fall freely. After getting stuck, she whispered, "Just now I discovered the height where the opponent's snipers were once stationed. Looking at the potholes above, I can conclude that the opponent is using the CI9 made in the United States. This kind of gun has a speed of 0.5 per hour, which is quite fast. But it will be affected by wind speed..."

As he spoke, Leng Zhiyuan raised his head and glanced at the swaying trees, "The wind is coming from the south. I'm running to the west. I hope Major General Zhou will do his best. I won't be able to hold on for long."

She lifted her feet to leave.

"Hey, sister-in-law, you must not!" The soldiers stopped them one after another.

Her wrist was also clasped hard by a hand.

Leng Zhiyuan looked back, her eyes passing through the nervous and anxious faces of the soldiers, and then fixed on the face of Zhou Yao who was holding her wrist. She stretched out her foot and kicked his right leg, "Do you think Is that okay with your current situation? I don’t want to die here with you.”

Only then did everyone realize that Zhou Yao's camouflage pants were stained with blood. They didn't take a closer look at first, thinking they were on Xiao Zhi. Only now did they see the blood soaked his trouser legs and dripped on his black leather boots.

Zhou Yao's right leg was injured, and the injury was serious.

"Major General..."

Zhou Yao waved his hand to silence everyone. He looked into Leng Zhiyuan's eyes and said, "Actually, you don't need to take risks. With your skills, you can leave us and escape intact."

Leng Zhiyuan slowly raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly in the bright sunshine, "Didn't you say that I'm afraid that I will become a widow?"

She broke free from his big hand and disappeared into the west like lightning.