Chapter 17 Gun!
The rain continued
. Zhang Cishun helped Jing Shuo withstand the fatal blow at the critical moment. The latter also lived up to Zhang Cishun's actions. After enduring the pain and breaking free, the blade no longer stabbed at the wilderness army's body, but instead charged at him. He grabbed his unprotected neck and left.
The Wilderness Army seemed to have anticipated Jing Shuo's attack and evaded it calmly.
The blood at the corner of Jing Shuo's mouth smeared in the rain. After watching the wilderness army easily dodge his attack, there was no trace of anger on his face. Instead, a trace of joy flashed in his dark pupils. .
The knife drew an arc in the air.
It almost fell down in an instant as it passed through the air in front of the wilderness army!
Cut off the finger holding the gun!
This was something the wilderness soldier in front of him didn't expect. He tried to dodge out of desperation, but he couldn't dodge the knife that Jing Shuo had chopped down with all his strength!
The faces of the pain,
anger
, and wilderness army showed violent fluctuations in emotions, but hidden beneath these emotions were fear and fear!
Because, his gun dropped!
He fell to the ground with his severed finger.
But compared to the finger that fell to the ground and flicked twice and was soaked in the rain, the gun was treated much better because he was caught by that damn kid!
The air suddenly froze when Jing Shuo held the gun belonging to the Wilderness Army.
Nothing is more dangerous than a gun. A Wilderness Army without a gun is still dangerous, but much less lethal.
It was the thumb that was chopped off by Jing Shuo. The pain made the Wilderness Army's face twitch. Thousands of ways to kill these two people had already flashed through his mind.
"A couple of times..." he said.
Jing Shuo grinned, holding the gun like the Wilderness Army, and pointed the gun at the Wilderness Army: "That's how it's used, right?"
He seemed to be asking, and then suddenly he made a pong sound from his mouth, which sounded like a pong. the gunfire they heard earlier.
Hearing the sound, the Wilderness Army subconsciously twisted his body to avoid the gun, but he soon realized that the other party was playing a trick on him.
His face turned cold, with the irritation and indifference of being played, and he sneered at Zhang Cishun and the others:
"You know, the Wilderness Army never acts alone. Guess... where are my teammates now?"
Jing Shuo frowned, but the Wilderness Army continued:
"Put down the gun and I can let you go. What happened tonight was just an accident. No one cares if there are one or two rats in the upper city that have not been cleaned up." "Anyway
. You have already got the watch. Find a place to hide it when the time comes. When everything settles, I will go back to my wilderness. As for you, no one will be interested in your love." "Kill
. The same goes for you." Jing Shuo said.
"Haha." The Wilderness Army laughed out loud: "Killing me is very easy, you just need to pull the trigger. But I think you have not considered one question. The Wilderness Army is not the trash like the City Guard. As long as we are willing, we have There are countless ways to find the murderer."
"I think it's hard for you to get the watch, but you don't want the situation that was already clear to become bad again..."
The Wilderness Army said, turning his eyes from Jing Shuo to Zhang Cishun's body.
Then just looked at him quietly.
Zhang Cishun didn't know whether what he said was credible. The countless ways to find the murderer were definitely exaggerated, but there must be means. Sometimes Zhang Cishun can't understand the technology in this world, not to mention that things in the wilderness never talk to you about science.
The wilderness army operates in the wilderness and must have some wilderness remnants in its hands.
Thinking of this, Zhang Cishun reached out and took the gun from Jing Shuo's hand.
"Yes, that's it. Put it slowly on the ground, and then you can leave..."
The wilderness army's voice was much more relaxed than before.
But apparently he misunderstood something.
Zhang Cishun took the gun, just to see its data.
"Help Defender PP443: Type - Pistol; Weight: 0.95kg; Effective range: 80m; Shooting mode: single/fully automatic; Rate of fire (rpm): 30; Aiming range: 200; Caliber: 9×19mm; Gun Mouth speed: 449m/s; Accepts ammunition: 9×19mm AP6.3 / 9×19mm Green Tracer / 9×19mm Luger CCI / 9×19mm PSO gzh / 9×19mm PST gzh / 9×19mmRIP… Composition: ...; Damage: 3%; Remaining ammunition: 7 rounds..."
Quite a lot of data appeared in Zhang Cishun's eyes, but most of them were not of concern to him. He only cared about the degree of damage to the gun. And how much ammo is left.
"Seven bullets..."
"What?" The wilderness army saw Zhang Cishun's lips moving, but did not hear what he was saying clearly.
But Zhang Cishun has no plans to repeat it.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Flames erupted from the muzzle,
and low-pitched ammunition roared out of the barrel, cutting through the rain curtain and crashing into the body of the wilderness army.
Three blood flowers bloomed from the chest of the two guns and the head of the gun
, freezing the expression on the Wilderness Army's face.
He has never touched a gun, but in his previous life, not only he played gun games since childhood, but it definitely occupied a large proportion of his entertainment time. Zhang Cishun knew a little bit
about how to shoot, where to shoot , and what kind of shooting method was most appropriate. "I thought you were going to let him go." Jing Shuo said, then looked at the gun in Zhang Cishun's hand, his nose twitched, smelling the faint smell of gunpowder in the air. It smells strangely good. This was Jing Shuo's first thought. His second thought was - that's how guns are used. Yes, Jing Shuo doesn't know how to use a gun. Otherwise, he wouldn't have listened to this wilderness soldier standing there talking so much nonsense, and he would have shot him long ago. But now the results are not bad either. "How can you put your life in other people's hands?" Zhang Cishun replied. "Uh-huh." Jing Shuo hummed twice, then seemed to suddenly feel pain in his chest, and took a breath of air with a hiss. Zhang Cishun walked up to the corpse and began to touch it skillfully and unfamiliarly. The quality of the equipment of the Wilderness Army is really very good, including daggers, spare magazines, etc., everything Zhang Cishun thought could be used, he packed them all. "Can you still run?" he asked. "It should be fine..." Jing Shuo touched his chest, exploring the painful area bit by bit. "It doesn't feel like a fracture..."
Zhang Cishun said: "Fractures are secondary. The key is to avoid organ damage. We don't have the medical conditions to treat this kind of injury in Shangcheng District..." "Go home quickly, and I will help you take a look
. "
Zhang Cishun's look is really just for a look. Judging from the first-level primary medical care he secretly learned from the black doctor, it is more than enough to prepare medicine and other things. Emergency medical treatment can also be handled simply, but that's all. That’s it.
If Jing Shuo's injury was really serious...
the nearest medical point to their location would have to be prayed for.
(End of chapter)