Twenty Seven Years

   "Go to hell!" Sokolov strode close to the crashed car, desperately pouring bullets towards the back seat of the car.

  The window glass of the car had already been shattered, and blood was spattered everywhere inside. But he was still more than ten meters away from the car, so he couldn't confirm whether Maxim was dead or not.

  However, the gunshots from other places are still continuing, which shows that Maxim is really lucky, and he is still alive until now.

In addition, the bullets in one magazine have long been used up. It seems that the other people who are ambushing here also did not follow Comrade Veraker's arrangement to evacuate as soon as possible. Instead, they took a huge risk and insisted on eradicating Maxim at all costs. .

   With other people by his side, Sokolov was not only fearless, but also completely disregarded life and death.

   So many companions died because of Maxim, and now Polyakov also died trying to stop him. He wanted to avenge these people, and even more wanted to eradicate Maxim so that such a sacrifice would never happen again, or even just a little less.

   "Poof!"

   "Poof!"

  Unfortunately, the reality did not leave him more than three seconds to move forward and think.

   Just four or five steps away, the surrounding scavengers concentrated their fire and started shooting.

"Uh!"

   "Bang—bang—"

   "Plop!"

  When Sokolov fell straight backwards, he was still pulling the trigger unwillingly. Unfortunately, the bullets shot into the sky one by one, failing to kill Maxim as he wished.

   "The red building on the west side! It's on the third floor!"

   "The building opposite has it too! It's on the second floor! The second floor!"

   "Hit me! Suppress them! Others cover the evacuation of Chief Maxim! Quick!"

  It took only a short time for the scavengers to confirm the location of the other two assassins. The division of labor was clear. One team suppressed the opponent, and the other rushed out of the corresponding building to control the enemy.

   On Maxim's side, four or five cars galloped over to protect him.

  The scavenger crew seemed to be more fearless than these comrades, forming a human wall to cover Maxim boarding another car to evacuate the scene.

"He's about to run away!" Kashlev, who was hiding in the red apartment building, yelled in secret, and took a picture of another comrade who was hiding by the window, "This position is being targeted, and we split into two groups , each find a new assassination point!"

   "Whoosh!"

   "Poof!"

   "Whoosh!"

   "Poof!"

   Bullets went through windows and gouged walls.

   That comrade knew very well that they would have no chance of escaping by doing so, but he still said without hesitation: "Okay! Hurry up!"

  The two of them rushed out of the room stooping, and rushed towards different positions.

As for the two comrades who were hiding on the second floor opposite, one was shot dead on the spot, and the other, just as they were about to change positions, happened to bump into the scavengers who were chasing after them, and they were shot dead before they could shoot. sieve.

   "Go! Hurry up!" In the car, Maxim, covered in blood, yelled at the driver in panic.

   "Are you okay?!" The subordinate sitting next to him asked concerned.

   "It's all other people's blood! Get out of here quickly!" When attacked, Maxim directly grabbed the person next to him to block the gun for himself, otherwise he would have left this world just now.

   "Don't worry! There must be no more than ten people listening to the gunshots. We will get rid of these disorderly parties as soon as possible!"

"Huh...huh..." The car wobbled away from several stalled cars and sped up to leave the street. After Maxim could not hear the sound of bullets attacking the car body, his hanging heart slowly let go, and he leaned against the car dripping with sweat. Breathe heavily from the back of the chair.

  This time it really exceeded his expectations.

   It is impossible for the people of the International Equality League to arrange a new ambush in such a panic yesterday, so this must have been prepared a long time ago like the few people in the hotel!

  Exposing, retreating overnight...all in order to lower my vigilance and create the most powerful opportunity for the real assassination today!

   "Interesting..." The corners of Maxim's mouth twitched, revealing a creepy smile.

  It seems that Verak is still the same Verak, and he is still worthy of being his opponent.

"boom!"

   Just when Maxim rekindled the idea of ​​having a good wrist wrestling with Verak, a bullet pierced through the glass of the driver's seat, hitting the driver's hand until only half of the little finger remained.

   "Ah!" The driver cried out in pain, the car lost control again, knocked down a street lamp on the side of the road, almost ran over a passerby who was fleeing for his life, and finally half of the car crashed into a tabloid office.

  Maxim and his subordinates sitting in the back seat were hit badly, and the driver in front was the most seriously injured, and passed out directly.

   "Bang! Bang!"

   Bullets are still hitting the car body.

  Maxim, who had recovered a little, quickly grabbed the subordinate who was staring at him, and hid under him.

   "Sir, sir!" The subordinate exclaimed in surprise.

   "Don't move around! Otherwise, I'll kill you first!" Maxim roared.

   "No, don't!" Facing life and death, the subordinate instinctively wanted to break away from Maxim.

   "Don't move around!" Maxim's arm was stuck around the subordinate's neck, and he used him as his human shield.

   "Poof!"

  A bullet penetrated the vehicle and hit the subordinate in the abdomen. The subordinate's struggling movements froze, and his strength quickly drained.

   "Don't f*ck move around! Waste!" Maxim didn't care about the life and death of his subordinates, and hid in a blind corner, using the "meat shield" to ensure his absolute safety.

nothing.

   will be fine.

  The gunshots outside were scattered, and only two people were killed.

   And there are hundreds of guards on my side, as long as I stay here without moving, the enemy will be wiped out soon.

   Maxim tried his best to keep calm, waiting for further changes in the situation.

  Facts are just as he predicted, there are only two assassins left on this street.

  The two wanted to assassinate Maxim, but also to avoid the scavengers who were chasing up. The possibility of the mission's success was very slim.

   "Shut up!"

   Kashlev, who was running in the corridor of the apartment, stretched out his gun, but after pulling the trigger, the gun only heard the sound of jamming.

   Out of bullets!

  The gunshots from the companion on the other side have not stopped, but what is certain is that his bullets are running low!

  The question is, is Maxim dead? !

  After the car crashed, there was no movement inside, and it was impossible to judge the situation.

   It is best to be dead. Once they are not dead, if they retreat now, all their efforts will be in vain!

  An idea suddenly popped into Kashlev's mind.

  Rush to the car to investigate!

  Although the person who inspected in the past will undoubtedly die, if he confirms Maxim's death before he dies and passes the news to another companion, then that comrade can end the mission and try to leave alive.

  Give your companion a chance to live, it is definitely better than two people dying together here!

  Through it in his mind, Kashlev, who felt that there was nothing wrong with it, was about to jump out of the window and be the one to confirm whether Maxim was dead or not.

   It's just that he just rolled over a leg, and witnessed his companion rushing towards Maxim's car under a hail of bullets!

   They want to go together! And the speed of the companion is faster than him!

   "Bang bang bang!"

  Other scavengers were also moving closer to Maxim, and the appearance of that comrade completely became their living target.

   "Bang bang bang!"

  The last comrade was shot several times and fell in front of the car window.

  Maxim thought it was his own people coming when he heard the movement, but when he looked up, it was a gangster with a ferocious face, choking blood out of his mouth every time he coughed, so scared that he immediately buried his head and hid deeper.

   "Ahem! Ahem!" The comrade's hands were firmly on the car window, and he didn't even frown when the broken glass from the edge of the window got into his hands.

   "Hurry up and kill him!" Maxim was worried that there were rebels in other places, and he would be attacked fiercely if he appeared, so he could only hide and shout.

   "Poof!"

   "Poof!"

   "Poof!"

   Bullets hit the comrade who was holding on to the window of the car. He lost his strength and fell down beside the car with his eyes wide open.

  Kashlev's vision was blurred by tears, he wiped it away, gritted his teeth and looked at the sacrificed companion.

  The companion did not have time to convey the message to him, but his eyes that were dying were enough to show that Maxim was not dead yet!

   He was the only one left among the six comrades who carried out the assassination mission.

   Is there any hope of killing Maxim?

   "Boom boom boom!"

   There were hurried footsteps from the side.

  The sweepers are catching up!

   Kashlev had no time to grieve for his friends who had died. He retreated behind the goal post, holding his breath and waiting for the pursuers to come.

   "Look here!"

"it is good!"

   Two members of the Scavenger Walk, covering each other.

  The moment they approached the goal post, Kashlev rushed out, punched the nearby enemy in the face, and then pushed the other person hard against the wall to **** the opponent's gun.

  Kashlev had great strength, but also contained grief and anger. He punched down, and the leading member of the scavenger staggered and fell to the ground.

"Kill him! Quick!" The enemy who was hit by the wall suffered pain from his back, but he knew what the consequences would be if the gun was taken away, so he burst out with amazing will and held the gun firmly, buying time for his companions to fight back .

"Die! Die!" Kashlev knew better than them the urgency of time. In less than two or three meters, the fallen enemy would raise his gun and attack him. He had to grab the weapon of the enemy in front of him within this time. There is hope of one against two.

   "Quick!" The guns in the hands of the scavengers were about to drop.

That's too late!

  Kashlev skimmed down, saw that the enemy still had a knife pinned to his waist, and immediately pulled out the knife with his hand, and stabbed him twice in the stomach.

   "Uh!" The man immediately let go of the gun, and collapsed to the ground clutching his bleeding stomach in disbelief.

"boom!"

  Another man finally stands up and shoots Kashlev.

  Kashlev only felt the heat on one side of his face, and there was only a rumbling sound, and then subconsciously bent down to dodge, dodging the opponent's second shot.

   Before the enemy fired the third shot, he swooped down, quickly pressed on the opponent's body, and stabbed his knife fiercely into his neck!

  Both enemies were eliminated, Kashlev wiped the side of his face, and his hands were immediately covered with blood.

  The pain gradually came.

  He touched it again and found that his ear had been knocked out.

   "Hiss..." Kashlev leaned on the wall and stood up, looking outside. Many members of the scavengers had already guarded the car and were helping Maxim out.

  It is impossible for him to leave here alive, the only thought in Kashlev's mind is to kill Maxim!

  He rolls over to take the gun from the two dead scavengers, but stops shortly after he gets the gun.

  I saw that one of them was still carrying a grenade!

   This thing is much more lethal than a gun, and it is more likely to kill Maxim with it!

   While the brain was racing, the members of the scavenger outside began to **** Maxim in another car.

   Only one grenade.

  What if the throw is missed, or Maxim is not killed?

  Kashlev, who was bleeding from half of his face, held the grenade tightly, and looked outside as if he was dead.

  On the street, Maxim fled to one side with his waist down.

  He didn't even have time to ask if the rebels had been wiped out, he just wanted to find a safer place quickly.

   "Sir! The car is over there!" The members of the scavenger saw Maxim dodging in the opposite direction and explained.

"Find a cover! There aren't many of them! Find a cover!" After being knocked aside by two cars, Maxim didn't have the guts to try a third time. The safest way in his mind was to just hide in a surrounding area. In a building, wait until it is absolutely safe to come out.

   "Open the way! Cover the officer!" The members of the scavengers obeyed Maxim's order unconditionally, and turned to **** Maxim to hide in one place.

  At this time, a man with blood on his face and messy scavenger clothes ran out of another building.

  The situation was chaotic, and clothes were a rare sign of identification at the moment, so the others didn't feel suspicious for a while, but wanted to go up and help him go to a safe place to deal with his injuries.

"Are you OK?!"

   "Hurry up and hide!"

  Two members of the scavengers went up to the man, but the man kept on walking, charged them away, and went straight to Maxim.

"Eh!"

   "What are you doing?!"

  The man ignored him, and while getting closer to Maxim, he pulled the safety of the grenade.

   Maxim heard the shouts of other people and looked through the gap in the human wall.

  He first looked puzzled, then his mouth grew wide, and his eyes were full of panic that he had never seen before: "Stop him quickly! Stop him quickly!"

It's too late.

  By using the disguise of clothes, Kashlev tried his best to reach Maxim.

   At the moment when the others were in a daze, he bent down and got into the wall, grabbing Maxim's wrist like iron tongs.

   "Get him away quickly! Hurry up!" Maxim struggled desperately.

  The members of the Scavenger finally came to their senses when they saw the ready-to-explode grenade in Kashlev's hand!

   This man who looked like his own clearly wanted to attack Maxim!

  The next second, half of the people ran to the distance, and half of the people stepped forward to push Kashlev down and threw away the deadly grenade.

   "Heh!" With his face flushed, Kashlev looked at Maxim jokingly, "Long live the International League of Equality!"

   "Quick—" Maxim's face twisted and his voice was shrill.

   "Boom!"

   Before he finished speaking, before the others grabbed the grenade and threw it away, everything was over!