Immediately after coming to Kristovich's side, Binyukov helped me suppress the enemy from the direction of the bridge. I quickly ran out of bullets in my magazine, and I ran out of magazines. That means we can't afford to waste time and bullets here, because even if we get out of here, we'll probably have to exchange fire later, and who's to say how many times we'll have it?

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw! Leave the bastards here. I shouted as I quickly retreated to Binyukov's side and retracted my rifle, looking at Salim, "Take care to cover us." ”

Binyukov quickly turned around and helped the wounded Kristovich to run towards Salim quickly. As soon as they got closer, Salim said, "Boy, you go drive." Fast! ”

I gave up the direction of the bridge and looked diagonally across the crossing, where the guys who were hiding there were trying to hold us back from their hiding spots with constant fire after firing several shots, but their weapons were really no match for assault rifles, and at the moment the other side seemed to be attritional, and the shooting place from time to time seemed to be only two or three people.

I fired a few shots at the target there, and after holding them down a bit, I ran out quickly along the parked car on the side of the road under Salim's cover. As I ran, a bunch of lights came on in front of me and the roar of the car was heard, and then I saw our car rushing out of the side road, and the door was opened before it could stop. I quickened my pace, stopped directly at the passenger door, fired several shots at the intersection, and after Salim stepped back to the back door, I got headlong into the car.

"Salim get in the car! Get in the car," I shouted at Salim.

Salim heard my shout and quickly came to the back door of the car, just then Christovich in the back seat suddenly said: "Watch around the corner!" The direction of the bridge... ”

I have to say that these people are really fast, and they really can't wait to catch up with us and eliminate us. Salim knew that this was telling him that someone had already touched the place we were just staying in from the direction of the bridge. He quickly fired two shots at the car and quickly got into the back of the car. Binyukov, who was driving, didn't wait to close the door, and even Salim stepped on the accelerator before he could sit down, and the car suddenly moved forward before driving on the road.

At this time, a strange scene occurred, I thought that the gang would shoot at our car when they saw us driving, and they would not let us go if they couldn't stop us from leaving. But in reality there is nothing. They didn't shoot, and I even saw them just watching us leave, just standing on the road outside the intersection behind us and watching.

"These bastards ... Running out of bullets? Salim, who was sitting in the back row, saw that the other party did not shoot, and asked strangely after being relieved.

"No... I glanced at where Salim and Kristovich were sitting, and it dawned on me, "They were afraid of shooting hard into the car and killing Komova's mother and daughter." ”

"yes..." Salim withdrew his gaze from behind him and looked back at me, "Since they have locked up those two for so long, they must be useful to keep." If we're going to kill it, it's long gone. ”

I nodded and said, "It seems that we have a successful show, at least for now, they still believe that the goal is with us." No wonder they fought so the bridge to surround and kill us. I just don't want us to go back to the car and be with the target again. With that, I looked at Christovich, who was holding his hands and holding back the pain.

"How's your hand?" I asked.

Christovich barely cracked his mouth and smiled bitterly: "The thumb and index finger of the left hand were only pierced, and then the bullet got into the forearm again." I.. It's kind of lucky. I didn't hit the point, but it felt like my thumb was going to fall. ”

"Gotta figure figure out." Salim said, looking at Christovich's hand.

"Bandage first." Binyukov, who was driving, dug into his pocket as he spoke, and then pulled out a long handkerchief.

I took the handkerchief and handed it to Salim in the back row, and after he took it, I looked at the road ahead: "Do you know where to go?" ”

"Yes." Binyukov nodded, "We've all memorized the route before. We'll go east, we'll take some detours, but my general direction is towards the border between France and Italy. ”

I nodded in agreement. Although I don't think we have much hope of making it to the border, after all, the gang won't let us go, this is just the beginning, and just the beginning we lost more than half of our men and ran out of ammunition. But there is no need to say this at this moment, it is not something we can change at this moment, and it is just a blow to our own morale.

"How much ammunition is left? Rifle cartridges, pistols... All.. I asked.

"There aren't many rifles left." Salim said as he helped Kristovich wrap his injured left hand, "I guess it adds up to fifty or sixty rounds in total." ”

"Where's the pistol?" I said and looked at Binyukov, "And your submachine gun, is there enough ammunition?" ”

"Pistol bullets are quite enough." "There aren't many magazines," Kristovich said. ”

"There are still a lot of bullets in the submachine gun." Binyukov said and looked at me, "It's a gun. There was only one gun left. His expression darkened with that, apparently reminding him of his companions. There was a team of five people, and in the end he was the only one who ran out with us。。。。。。

I looked back at Christovich, "Give me all the rifle bullets you have." Salim, do you still need it? ”

"Nope." Salim shook his head, "I still have a magazine, and the total number of rifle bullets must add up to more than yours." He said as he helped Christovich dig through his pocket, but only took out a dozen or so scattered bullets and handed them to me.

I took the bullets, dropped the magazines, and pressed them into the magazines one by one, "Give Christovic a pistol in a moment, and give him an extra one if he has more magazines." We're sure we'll meet them again in the future. You have to be prepared. ”

"Hey... I don't know if Lukovich made a smooth run. Salim sighed and said, "I hope all that we have done will not be in vain." ”

"They should be fine." As I spoke, I reloaded the magazine with the bullet pressed on, placed the rifle on the edge of my seat with my leg, pulled out the phone I had with me, and pressed the old guy's number.

Where is the fat... Where is it!!!!

(End of chapter)