"Goodbye, brother." Broken army eyes with deep feeling toward Ding Dang, Bai Qi and Meng Fei three people a deep look, the gun hanging in front of the chest slowly turned over, as a crutch, and then along the foot of the mountain, limping to the back of the mountain.

Two hours of sleep, for highly tired people, is naturally far from enough. But Bai Qi and others are very self-control people. As soon as the aurora falls, they wake up.

Although the rest time is not enough to offset their fatigue and make their faces still drowsy, the tense nerves are moderately relaxed because of the short rest.

"How about breaking the army?" After a comfortable stretch, Bai Qi habitually looks at the position where the army is on guard. At the first glance, he doesn't feel anything wrong, but he thinks something is not right. When he sweeps around, he finds that it's empty and there's no sign of the army breaking. His fatigue is swept away and he becomes highly nervous.

Hearing this, Ding Dang and Meng Fei woke up from their lethargy and looked around.

But as far as I could see, it was empty. This discovery made their hearts sink suddenly. The situation in front of them, of course, will not be any enemy attack, let the three of them go, and only take away the broken army.

The only possibility is to break the army, for fear of dragging down the three of them, so they choose to stay away from their position when they rest.

"Damn it, I didn't let him take charge of the guard! How could this fellow do such a stupid thing White teeth bite of cackle ring, and then an angry punch hit on the side of the ground, angry roar.

Dingdang also has a look of guilt. She only considers that not letting the broken army do something will increase his sense of guilt. But I never thought that with the character of breaking the army, I would probably make the decision of sacrificing myself and fighting for time for them.

"It's too late to say that now." Meng Fei shook his head. His mind was spinning at a high speed. He estimated how far he could go in two hours according to the speed of breaking the army. Then he said in a deep voice: "he should not go too far. Let's go after him!"

"Good!" Dingdang nodded, suddenly stood up, that pretty cute little face, is unprecedented perseverance.

"The fool who broke the army thought that he could leave us. It's a joke." Bai Qi laughed and held the gun in his arms. He said with a smile, "did he forget that our brothers want to live and die together?"

After that, the three men looked at each other with a smile and strode in the direction of the trace left by the broken army. In the light green aurora on the horizon, the three of them are like Jing Ke standing on the Bank of the Yishui river. They are very determined.

To break the army, he only wanted not to drag them down, but he forgot that there was a saying between the brothers that drag them down. Their lives are in each other's hands. If one person dies, others will not live alone.

From the beginning to the end, the idea of cherishing the good intentions of breaking the army, leaving him behind and going on together did not say a word from them at all. Even though it is clear in their mind that this is the best way, no one mentioned it, not because of others, just because there are only a few people in the world who can still insist on the word "righteousness"!

No clothes? With my son! Even if the front is a sea of fire, but for the sake of brothers, still can bear all the risks.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The short and dreary sound of gunfire is constantly ringing on the dreary earth, which startles the birds and breaks the tranquility that few human beings have set foot on since the beginning of the world.

In the natural trench formed by the depression of the mountain, in the past, there was no broken army with any expression fluctuation on his face. At the moment, he was as white as white. He was holding a cigarette in his mouth and forced to bear the stabbing pain from his thigh. He pressed bullets into the clips, and then through the eyepiece, he solved the pursuers in front of him.

At every shot, one man fell. But even so, the other side, as if completely unable to feel the threat of death, is still stepping on the corpse of his companion, constantly moving forward, and seems to want to take him down at all costs.

Whoo! After taking a deep breath of smoke, he looked at the few bullets left around him in the tug of war. He packed a bullet into his pocket, and then with a gun, he fired at the enemy again.

He knows what these people think. They want to capture him alive, then use him to force Dingdang and Baiqi to show up, and then hand over the music box. However, it is a pity that the present broken army has no intention of continuing to live.

The bullet he put into his chest pocket was the last one he left for himself. In the mercenary world, as well as in the special forces world of other countries, there is a common rule that the last bullet is not left to the enemy, but to yourself!

From the moment he put the bullet in his pocket, he was ready to give his life here.

"One! Two! It's enough to kill one, but it's profitable to kill two! The more people die, the more time they will get for Baiqi and Dingdang! " Looking at the fallen enemy from the eyepiece, the eyes of the broken army are full of crazy color. The gun in hand is like a poisonous dragon breathing fire. Every bullet will take away a life mercilessly."Gaerk, what's the origin of this damned guy? How can he break his leg and be so difficult to deal with?" Under the hillside where the army was hiding, a blonde foreigner with a telescope looked at the location of the army and scolded angrily.

"His nickname is individual soldier, and he was one of the best mercenary team members in the past..." Gaerke put down the telescope in front of him and said in a low voice: "Mishan, actually you should be glad that we met the injured man, and he was still alone. If all the members of his team come together..."

Gaelk didn't say anything, but his face was full of fear.

"Single soldier?" Mishan frowned, inexplicably felt that the title was familiar. After half a day, he suddenly opened his mouth and looked at gaelk in amazement and said, "my God, are you talking about the group of killing gods?"

"Yes." Gaerk gave a bitter smile, nodded and said, "so I say you should be glad that we only met the broken army, and there were no other people. Most importantly, the God of killing is not here."