Chapter 220

Chapter 219, damn beast, come out and die!

"Let's go, it should be a stray bullet."

Hearing the captain's voice coming from the communicator, Swepp slowly leaned on the wall and tried to get up. Seeing this, Allen hurried over to support him.

"Rest for a while. Your wound has just been bandaged. It will be difficult to sew it up if it breaks open again."

Alan wanted to persuade Swepp to rest more. After all, the captain and the others have not returned yet. The pursuers in front of them have lost their traces and will not catch up for a while.

"I don't want to be a burden to you. The doctor died to help me. If my gun strap hadn't been stuck, he wouldn't have been affected by the explosion."

Swepp told the secret in his heart, and Allen was stunned.

"When I was in the Hummer, I was going to pull the doctor to jump out of the car together, but my MK14 gun strap was hung on the car door, and it was the doctor who reached out to help me."

Swepp recalled the situation at that time, and the guilt in his heart could no longer be hidden.

"He had a chance to escape the blast, but I killed him... How can I face his family and his child?"

Alan was silent. He knew that the doctor had a good relationship with Swepp in private, and he also heard that the doctor made Swepp the godfather of his child.

"Don't be too sad. That was the doctor's own choice. He is like that. Sometimes he can ignore himself to save people..."

This is actually nonsense, but Allen didn't know how to persuade Swepp. He couldn't say it anymore.

The two walked out of the bunker in silence and walked slowly in the direction of the captain.

However, before they walked far, the silent Swepp suddenly pushed Allen, and the strong force pushed Allen to stagger.

"Be careful!"

Alan didn't understand why, and felt that his body fell to the side uncontrollably. He was thinking about asking Swepp what he was going to do at this time, but he heard a whoosh in his ear, and something flew past his body.

"Sniper!"

How could Allen not know what it was? He turned around and looked at Swepp.

Swepp's body shook in the moonlight, and then fell straight back.

"Swepp!"

...

"Damn it! Swepp! Captain! Swepp was shot!"

Alan's grief-stricken cry came from the communicator, which made the two who had just relaxed their hearts rise to their throats again.

"What's going on! Allen! How is Swepp? What's going on!"

The captain pressed the radio anxiously, eager to know Swepp's current situation.

"Captain, Swepp was shot! It's a sniper, it's a sniper!"

"Next door! Damn it! I'll go get rid of that beast!"

Sanderson's angry shout came, and then fierce gunfire came from another building next door not long after.

"Don't die, Swepp!"

Alan struggled to cover Swepp's chest with his hands, trying to prevent the surging blood from flowing out.

However, this had little effect on Swepp at this time. The cavity created by the bullet in his body had crushed his right lung lobe and caused multiple heavy bleeding.

Allen pulled out his hand and took out the adrenaline needle from his waist bag, and without thinking, he injected it into Sweep's left shoulder.

"Hold on, Sweep! Hold on!"

Alan wanted to take out the hemostatic needle to give Sweep a shot, but Sweep grabbed his wrist.

"No! Don't do this, you have to survive, Sweep, the doctor's family is still waiting for you to go back, and his children will lose their father and godfather at the same time, you must live!"

Alan broke free from Sweep's hand. He didn't have time to save the doctor, and he didn't want to miss the chance to save Sweep again.

"Listen to me... Allen... Listen to me!"

Sweep shook his head vigorously and pulled Allen's hand painfully.

"My Swiss bank account password is... my birthday... Remember to give the money in it... to the doctor's family, along with the doctor's..."

"No! I can't do it. You have to do it. Don't stop me from saving you, please!"

Alan suppressed his sadness and took out a hemostatic needle from his waist bag with one hand. He bit it with his teeth when he couldn't free his other hand.

Forcibly tearing open the packaging of the hemostatic needle, Alan opened Swell's bulletproof vest and stabbed it into his chest.

"Ahem! Alan... Listen to me... The doctor... The doctor has a box... He put it in the base... Go back... Remember to give it to the child after you go back... It's his... birthday present..."

With the last word falling, Swell stopped breathing. No matter how hard Alan tried, Swell could not wake up again.

"Swell!"

Alan beat Swell's body painfully, trying to wake him up in this way, but it was useless.

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Sanderson climbed into the building through the open window with a rifle in hand. He had just clearly heard a dull gunshot from the top floor of the three-story building.

“Fuck you, come out and die!”

There was no one on the first floor, and there were no booby traps or tripwires at the stairs. Sanderson was ready to rush upstairs without stopping.

However, before he rushed to the third floor, he noticed a figure coming down from upstairs.

The bravest wins when two meet on a narrow road. Sanderson took advantage of his vision and fired first. The guy above only had time to raise his AK. Before he could pull the trigger, he was shot into a sieve by a series of bullets in the next second.

Sanderson did not move rashly. He took two steps downstairs, took out a new magazine from the magazine rack and replaced it, then slowly groped upstairs.

He was not sure about the number of enemies, and judging from the weapons and equipment, this guy should not be the sniper.

He went forward and groped for a while, but did not find grenades or other things on the body. It seemed that the other party should not have brought any, so he had to take out two magazines and insert them into the magazine rack on his chest.

This kind of steel magazine can sometimes serve as a bulletproof plate, although the actual effect is not so effective.

Sanderson carefully touched up, but before he could show his head from the corner of the stairs, a dull gunshot rang throughout the house.

The enemy is still sniping? Who is he hitting?

Sanderson did not have time to think about it, but no matter who the other party was hitting, he could not let the enemy continue to succeed.

Suddenly standing up, Sanderson raised his gun and aimed at the window on the third floor. Unexpectedly, the enemy not only ignored him, but was still concentrating on aiming at the distance.

Seeing that the guy was still trying to shoot, Sanderson fired a volley of bullets.

The deadly gunfire hit the sniper one after another, but the man didn't make any sound. He fell to the ground and struggled twice, and then he was motionless in a few seconds.

Sanderson walked in to check and saw that the weapon used by this guy was actually a modernized SVD, and the gun was luxuriously installed with a silencer and thermal imaging sight. No wonder this guy could see himself clearly in the dark before.

"I killed the sniper! What's going on over there? I just heard this guy fired two more shots!"

"Not on my side, Allen, how are you?"

"I'm fine, Sweep is dead, and that guy just wanted to kill me, but I dodged him."

Allen's low voice was like a huge hammer, hitting the hearts of several people hard...