The crow was also shot at this time. Or rather, he was stared at by someone. The sniper opposite was obviously staring at him and looking for opportunities, so the shot hit him in the chest very accurately.

However, fortunately, the other party used a 7.62 sniper bullet. It was not an armor-piercing warhead, so the crow survived. Hou Dasheng, who was lying down, watched the crow roll over and hid in the bullet crater as he watched the crow roll over to the ground.

I had to admire this kid in my heart, who was really able to withstand it. Of course, he also saw the crow coughing out blood after rolling into the pit. It seemed that he was seriously injured! But after a while, Hou Dasheng wanted to curse.

Because this kid actually took out a sunken heart protection mirror, and it looked very good. Because the 7.62 bullet hit it and broke, it didn't penetrate or break it. It was just sunken one.

The bulletproof insertion board behind must have been broken. Even so, the huge impact force of the bullet still injured the crow. So the kid is now squatting in the bullet crater and looks like he is about to die.

Fortunately, at this time, the crocodile had already rushed in with other jackals. The hound limped and leaned against Hou Dasheng. Looking at the hound, Hou Dasheng said weakly: "Don't worry, it's not dead yet. Look at the crow's kid..."

At this time, everyone stopped shooting. The jackals pointed their guns at the remaining Red Team. The members of the Red Team drooped their guns and left their hands behind their guns. But none of them surrendered.

They just coldly helped their injured colleagues up and stood in a circle around the veterans.

It was also at this time that a strange and familiar voice sounded from Hou Dasheng's headphones: "Let the veteran, and his people go."

"This matter ends here." The voice said lightly: "Don't continue, otherwise it will be difficult for everyone to end. If you win, no one will cause trouble for you anymore."

Hou Dasheng could hear who the owner of the voice was. He was also called Crow, but it was not the crow cub on his side. It was an old crow. Obviously, the old crow had not known how long it had been watching this battlefield.

He might even just watch Hou Dasheng and the veterans fight and fight. He only contacted Hou Dasheng now.

"Help me up!" Hou Dasheng felt that he would die if he supported him for a while. When the hunting dog heard Hou Dasheng's words, he did not dare to neglect and quickly helped him up. However, he saw Hou Dasheng whispering to the jackals who were ready to move and trying to kill the remaining red teams: "Let them go and take their people away."

"But those corpses must be left behind. They know who I am talking about." Hou Dasheng said lightly: "We have proved that jackals are indeed better than you. If you don't accept it, hold it in your hands!"

In fact, it is impossible to say who is the winner in this battle. It seems that the jackals have won, but Hou Dasheng, as the current leader, is now half dead. The heir's iron arm fainted, and the entire team lost more than two-thirds.

The crocodile's arms were still hanging, and there were no ones who could stand all their feet. The veterans were not much better.

There are only three or five who survived, and the veterans are now unaware of their lives and death. If they are not sent to the hospital, they will probably not survive. Fortunately, both sides are active on the battlefield.

When you are injured, you know how to do a simple emergency treatment. In the future, you have to rely on professional emergency rescuers, military doctors and even special gunshot wound surgeons to take charge.

"Ambulance rescue! Ambulance rescue! Farke! The leader is going to die!!" The hunting dog shouted shrillly, and finally a rescuer came hurriedly. The first aid of the wounded was basically handled, but Hou Dasheng waved his hand to the rescuer.

"Look at the crow first, and then save the old man." Hou Dasheng said lightly: "Although I really want to kill this old guy, it will be a pity that it will be very troublesome to kill him. And these damn Red Teams, if they don't have them, we'll have finished the accounts."

But when the Red Team came, a leader glanced at Hou Dasheng and said in a deep voice: "My brother has also died a lot. But someone said that this matter ends here. If we continue, it will be of no benefit to all of us."

"We didn't lose, although we were very unwilling to accept it. But we still have to admit that you are indeed very strong." But he saw him looking at Hou Dasheng and said coldly: "Don't think that the match is like this, even if he wins..."

"You have to know that we have been out of the system for more than half a year. We can't keep up with the training and equipment. So, you can barely play a draw with us."

The crow got up sickly at this time, and couldn't help but say: "That's all, you can save money. Even if the Red Team comes, do you think you can get rid of it if you don't spray three liters of blood?!"

At this time, neither side continued to fight. They could not move their guns, so everyone could only verbal tricks. Hou Dasheng was very straightforward and fainted after no worries. He lost a little blood...

When Hou Dasheng woke up again, what caught his eye was the clean and refreshing ward, the white sheets, simple tables and chairs, and on the side of the bed was a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Directly opposite the bed, the old crow looked at him with a smile: "I'm awake indeed."

"What? Have you been waiting for me for a long time?" Hou Dasheng tried hard to move, but he found that he seemed to be unable to use his strength for the time being. The old crow snapped his fingers at this time.

The door of the ward opened with a "click" and a doctor and nursing staff rushed in. They carefully checked Hou Dasheng. After checking the instruments and records again, they confirmed that there was no problem and adjusted Hou Dasheng's bed so that he could lift it slightly against the bed.

"It's been a while, after all, I have my own things to do. It's impossible to wait for you here for too long." The old crow kept on the chair and didn't move.

But he saw him looking at Hou Dasheng and whispered: "Your performance this time was unexpectedly good. It was very commendable from beginning to end."

"Actually, what I want to do is kill the veterans and his cubs." Hou Dasheng said in a deep voice with a cold face: "My brothers have died a lot, they didn't have to die. That old thing, he violated his promise."

When the old crow heard this, he smiled slightly: "So, he was 'dead'. From the day he decided to participate in this matter, there was no veteran in the United States. His funeral was grand and it would not be held for the second time."

"What does it mean?!" Hou Dasheng frowned and waited for the crow to explain to him.
Chapter completed!