As soon as my legs went limp, my knees bent forward, and the whole person fell forward. I quickly pushed my left foot forward and tried to stabilize my center of gravity and not let myself fall, but my sissy who was being held up didn't have time to adjust and stumbled and fell on the beach. What's worse is that there are still bullets flying towards us behind us, hitting the old high on the beach, constantly stirring up the sand.

I was forced to stop and turn around and raise my gun to look at the top of the cliff to return fire, I saw that there were already figures one after another, although many of these figures began to dodge bullets from the sea or the sea after firing two shots, but this did not mean that the opponent's firepower weakened. On the contrary, the fire from above is getting stronger and stronger, because new figures are constantly appearing, and these new ones are immediately shot downwards.

I aimed at the Turks who appeared near the ramp and pulled the trigger, knocking over a Turk hiding next to a car parked on the ramp with two short points in a row. As we continued to fight back, I noticed that the other side didn't seem to know what was going on below, and didn't know where our men were shooting, so some of the Turks were shot and fell down the cliff as soon as they showed their heads. However, this does not prevent them from continuing to attack us, in fact, they are driving us into a dead end.

"Get up and keep running to the beach!" I shouted at the sissy as I continued to shoot in front of the sissy.

He heard my shouts and moved quickly, but he couldn't stand still and fell to the ground. At that moment, more figures appeared on the ramp in front of us, and for a moment I couldn't figure out where to shoot first. Our fire was no longer able to suppress them, and more figures were already on the ramp, coming down the ramp from above.

"Aliyev is in charge of the target above the cliff! Dada, on the slopes... "I didn't finish my sentence when I saw a black dot fly over the sea behind us, and then hit a car parked at the exit of the slope in front of us, and was blown up along with the Turks not far from the car. Immediately afterwards the sound of machine-gun fire sounded in the rear, which soundly sounded like a PKM.

The blow of the rockets and the heavy fire of the machine guns weakened the attack momentum of the Turks on the opposite side, and at this moment a figure ran from behind, and after running to my side, he quickly bent down and stretched out his hand to lift the sissy and said: "Don't it, I'll carry you!" ”

It was the voice of the mountain man, and I glanced at him as I shot him, and he bent down to push the sissy up with his shoulders and back of his spine after quickly helping the sissy up, and then quickly took a step towards the sea.

"I'll help you!" Dada's voice came.

"Cover ... Cover me. I don't need to help, I can carry him like both. The mountain shouted loudly as he ran.

"Cover them for running into the sea. When you enter the sea, let the man be put down and let him swim over by himself! "I hit the cliff a few more short points and then looked at the situation on the side of the tractor. They had already retreated into the sea, and most of them also climbed into the boat and shot at the beach from the boat. The other speedboat quickly approached us, apparently trying to keep the distance between us as short as possible.

"Withdraw! Let's withdraw! I said as I took a step and shot and stepped back, and soon I was behind Aliyev, and I quickly turned and ran forward and began to change the magazine again. I looked in front of me, and Christovic was not far in front of me, and the water was already submerging his calves. Behind him I saw the mountain first, he had rushed into the sea with his sissy on his shoulder, and Dada was behind them, shooting and retreating as I had just done.

"Let that guy drop all his guns and swim to the boat as soon as possible!" I shouted at Dada as I quickly changed the magazine, then I ran past Christovich, stopped, turned to take aim at the assailants who were still alive on the beach and pulled the trigger.

"Aliyev! Remove! "After I stood still and started shooting, Christovic shouted ahead.

Hearing the shouting, Aliyev quickly turned around us and ran quickly behind us. Just then, a shout came from behind us, "Get on board!" Hurry up and get on board! We've got you covered! As soon as the words fell, the sound of PKM came.

"Withdraw! Evacuate! I shouted as I turned my head to look behind me, and saw a speedboat stop on the sea about 50 meters away from me, and there were three people standing on the bed, each of whom was holding a weapon and tilting bullets wildly at the Turks on the shore, and I recognized one of them, this person was the Turkish Hassan Ali.

I reached out and patted Christovic and motioned for him to pull back first. He didn't hesitate to turn around and run backwards, but as soon as he turned and ran a few steps, a burst of shots came at us from the cliff, and one of the bullets hit Kristovich, who was running backwards, sending him headlong into the sea.

I fired several shots in succession in the direction of the bullets, and as I shot as I quickly leaned towards Christovich, and after approaching him I glanced ahead, and the closest to the boat was the sissy, who had thrown away everything he could throw away, and quickly swam forward, behind him were the mountain man who was swimming forward with a gun on his back, and Dada, who was still shooting with a gun in cover after the sea was already in his chest.

I quickly approached Kristovich and reached out to lift his upper body out of the water, and after pulling him up, he let out a series of violent coughs and rapid, heavy breathing, which sounded like pulling a worn-out bellows, where there should be not enough air, where there should not be air, but constantly leaking.

Aliyev, who had just run past us, saw that Christovich had been shot, immediately stopped, turned his head, and leaned over while shooting. I leaned over to him quickly and said, "Take him and swim him along!" With that, I threw a rifle that had been torn off Kristovich into the sea, and then pushed him towards Aliyev.

Aliyev quickly caught Kristovich, dropped his rifle and picked him up and rushed into the sea, and just as I turned to continue shooting, I saw the sissy climb into the boat, and when I got on the boat, I somehow touched a rifle and pulled the trigger in the direction of the beach.

(End of chapter)