Chapter 172: Thirty Days of Hell (79)

After about three or four minutes, there was movement from outside. I heard Ahmed's voice, he was talking to the other person, and the other person seemed to be asking him a question. After a brief exchange of words between the three of them outside, footsteps slowly approached the door, and then the two men stopped outside the door. I slowly clenched the knife in my hand and raised it, and through the shadow through the crack in the door, I could see the two guys standing outside the door.

After a moment of silence between the two men after asking Ahmed, an AK-47 slowly came through the crack in the door. Upon reaching in, the owner of the gun used the barrel to push the door open to the side. After striking the door slightly, I saw a foot enter.

From such actions, it can be seen that these two guys outside the door are not experienced old fritters, and they even lack basic experience. I could already tell where this guy was by the door by the foot that had already come in, which helped me and made me more aware of what to do when I was preparing for an ambush in the shadows. I adjusted the position of my body, and with sudden force, I moved towards the door, and the knife in my hand fell, slashing directly at the position I expected.

I saw that the other person didn't react defensively at all when he saw me appear, but just watched with wide eyes and slashed at him diagonally in the neck. The guy behind him was stunned for a moment and tried to raise his gun, but Ahmet pulled out his dagger from behind him and stabbed him in the back of the neck, and pressed it down violently as if with all his strength and weight.

The man quickly struggled and went limp, but Ahmed didn't give up, drawing his dagger, ignoring the blood splattered, and barreled it several times in succession, until I stopped him.

"Stop! He's out of breath, can't you see it? I said as I threw the machete back into the house and bent down quickly, "Hurry up and help me drag these two people in." “

Ahmed nodded nervously, and quickly came to my side and dragged the guy I had chopped over into the house, and then dragged the guy who was already several holes in.

After putting the two men away, the two of us took off their weapons and ammunition respectively, and when I quickly checked the gun, I found that the guy I had cut down was not even loaded with bullets.

I quickly packed up my things and glanced at Ahmed beside me, and judging from the way he held his gun, he hadn't forgotten what he had been training before. I went to the door and listened to the movement outside, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, I opened the door and quickly looked left and right outside the door with my gun. We did it very successfully this time, and it didn't alarm anyone.

I quickly walked out the door and ran towards the center of the village. Ahmed followed me closely. The two of us quickly walked past where the two guys were standing and chatting. There were also some villagers here who looked a little strange when they saw me and Ahmet with guns in hand, but they didn't react and just watched Ahmed and I walk all the way to the northeast side of the village.

"We'll have one target for each of us for a while, and we'll kill two people first. But choose a good angle before shooting, and don't go directly at Ashold Lady them. I said.

"I know. I know. Ahmed looked impatient. I guess it was due to being too nervous.

I looked at him and continued, "Be precise with them, and I'll call Walker when I do it." It's the guy I know, and I'll let him run away with Achraf. Do you understand? After the shooting, we had to keep an eye out for the two guys on the east side of the village to prevent them from suddenly appearing and shooting at us. “

"Understood! I understand. What else? Say it all at once. Ahmed said.

"And there's calm! Don't be so nervous. Defeat the first target and quickly look at the next one! Don't stare at a dead guy and stab him like you did just now. ”

"I see. We're here. Ahmed said as he walked.

I looked ahead, and some of the villagers were still watching, but it seemed to be a little less than before. Kadibi was still talking loudly, pointing at Ashraf from time to time.

Some of the villagers saw me approaching Ahmed, and some of them, perhaps sensing that the atmosphere was not right, quickly turned around and left. Others continued to look at Kadibi as if nothing had happened, listening to the guy's speech.

I quickly zeroed on a target, this guy was standing next to a house, he was standing there with a gun on his back, and I didn't aim at Kadibi because he was standing now, and if he shot from my angle, he might hit Ashraf and Walker not far behind him.

"My target is the one standing next to the house, at nine o'clock." I whispered to Ahmet.

Ahmet immediately glanced in the direction I said, then he quickly looked to the other side, behind Kadibi's side, on the side of the captives, and said, "My two o'clock direction, the guy standing not far from the Yankees." ”

"Ready." I immediately said, "Remember, we only have one chance to shoot with continuous aiming after shooting." ”

"Understood!" Ahmed said.

"The countdown begins. 3,。。。 I picked up my gun as I spoke, and started aiming, "2,1" and as we counted to two, someone on the other side spotted us approaching with our guns, and just as they were about to pick up the guns, Ahmed and I each pulled the trigger.

"Da-da." "Ahmed and I each hit a short point. The man I was aiming at was shot and fell to the wall, his death buying time for Kadibi and the other guy, but instead of raising their guns to shoot at us, the two men went their separate ways to hide.

I quickly shifted the muzzle of my gun and shouted in English as I aimed it at the next moving target: "Walker! Take the people around you to hide! Take cover! “

Walker, after all, was an old man, and I could see that he was already perked up when he heard the gunshot, and it was clear that he immediately realized that his chance to escape had come. When he heard my shout, he quickly shouted to Ashraf, who was still crouching, and then the three of them quickly ran to the side of the tree at the edge of the village.

I pulled the trigger on the moving target, the first shot missed, the guy quickly ran behind a trailer pulled by a donkey, but the thin wooden board couldn't stop the AK-47's bullets, I fired at the trailer in a heavy shot, and soon I saw the guy fall down from the wheels.

"Ashraf! Hide! It's me! Ahmed shouted at Ashraf as he shot at Kadibi, who was still running, and Ashraf shouted from behind the tree where Walker was hiding. And at that moment, suddenly a gunshot rang out from our side, and the bullets flew in front of me...

Tickets, tickets, tickets!

(End of chapter)