Escape?

Buck didn't think he could maneuver on his two legs in such a desert than those off-road pickup trucks, and the flat-firing machine gun loaded in the body could reach a range of two kilometers!

In the open and good view, it is better to hide here than to run around!

So at this moment, the only decision he could make was to hurriedly run down the attic to the drain to pick up his water purifier and water bag, and by the way, check if there were any traces left in the places he touched.

Thanks to the fact that he came in in the early hours of the morning and went straight to a corner to take a nap, he was very experienced in most places not to touch and explore, so as not to destroy the deserted environment here, and now he hurriedly glanced a few times to make sure that there were no water marks or footprints, and then climbed up the attic and pushed down the already crumbling staircase.

With a bang, a cloud of dust and fog was raised, and the vehicles outside had already entered a kilometer range!

Even if it's Buck, his heart can't help but start pounding!

The surrounding completely open area, except for the abandoned farmland divided into patches, is the desert, there is no room for maneuver and fighting, the criss-crossing small roads and irrigation ditches form a network line, should you hide in the canals and float down the river?

At this moment, Buck was a little apprehensive, whether his choice was wrong!

He still bets that the other party did not find any traces of himself, but because of something else to find it, and the surrounding ...... There are probably three or four more farms like this.

At this time, Buck still insisted on holding up the telescope to observe, so close that he could almost see the arrogant militants on the body...... Oh, and almost all of the armed men wore black hoods, with only their mouths and eyes exposed, and it is not known whether this was done to hide their identities or to intimidate civilians with a terrifying-looking appearance.

His right hand had already fumbled for the rifle with only sixteen bullets, and in order not to make any intersections, Buck did not try to get close to the corpses on the route he had come from in the early morning, so he did not get any ammunition to replenish it.

After all, Buck didn't plan to engage the militants head-on in a shootout!

He knew too well the danger of being surrounded by two fists and four hands.

Almost unarmed, he could only watch as this convoy of about a dozen pickup trucks and at least a few dozen people came towards his side with a roll of dust!

Chill!

Anyway, Buck felt his hands shaking slightly, and since he entered this area last night, how many times has this kind of shaking caused by fear or nervousness?

Is it that you have been comfortable at home for too long and have a little stage fright?

Buck was thinking a little haphazardly in his mind, squatting down and leaning sideways against the roof, only looking through a finger-wide gap, no need for a telescope, the other party had already entered the range of two hundred meters!

There are no other houses within 200 meters, just go straight to this farm!

If you are a novice, your mind is either confused at this time, or you are already so nervous that you can't breathe, and you may shoot in a panic.

Buck quietly took a step back, curled himself up in the corner of the attic, and squinted at the scene outside through a gap on his side, as if he would be felt by the other party when he opened his eyes, so Buck's eyes were basically focused on those pickup trucks, which had already penetrated into the vehicles parked in the open space of the farm, and one of the anti-aircraft machine guns mounted on the pickup truck was almost aimed at the direction of Buck's face, and Buck just narrowed his eyes a little smaller.

There was a sudden braking of the wheels, but the person who jumped out of the car did not grab the rifle, and the squinting guy suddenly felt his heart slowly slide down from his throat.

Then I saw several pickup trucks behind open the cargo compartment door stall, and several corpses immediately rolled down, the kind of corpses that were burned black and cracked and even showed signs of burning, and the torso with stumps and broken arms was quickly moved out of the cargo compartment and lined up!

Buck was surprised at what the other was going to do, when he saw one of the tall masked men pick up a corpse, shout in Arabic and walk all the way to the sink in the ditch next to him, and then began to whisk up the water to wash the almost ripe torso!

Others began chanting in the same language, one by one picking up the bodies and washing them, then placing them on the white silk cloths that had been unfolded by the pickup truck.

So that's it!

It's as if Buck chose this farm during his walk in the early hours of this morning, using the reflection of the fire on the surface of the ditch, it turns out that this place with a square water tank on the side of the ditch is convenient for his bathing, and it is also the place where the other party chose to wash the corpses of his companions.

Buck stopped looking, closed his eyes and leaned against the corner, listening with his ears to what was happening just a stone's throw away.

It should be purged one by one, and it lasts for a long time, and Buck seems to be able to understand the feelings in those chantings.

Maybe for the whole world, these people are terrorists, but in their own eyes, they are martyrs, they are giving everything for their religious beliefs, so the tone is full of anger, more and more fierce anger, this anger will push them to go to the extreme more resolutely, to bring terror to everyone, to bring killing to the world!

Although he couldn't understand the language, Buck could clearly feel the emotion from the voice.

Is there anything wrong with air strikes?

Absolutely, exterminate the way to make money from these terrorist extremists, and cut off the way to make money.

But instead of cowardice and fear, only more hatred accumulated.

This kind of hatred is not uncommon in countless ******** and territorial disputes in Eastern Europe.

Buck had a slight smile on his face as he held the AK rifle, and people would only think from their own perspective...... Suddenly, as if the chanting had ended, the militants below began to mourn for their dead companions with their weapons, and a large number of gunfire crackled as thick as sticky, and many of them hit the farmhouse directly!

This farmstead, which has more than a dozen houses of various sizes, suddenly fell into a baptism of warheads!

Buck even felt the bullets whizz through the corrugated steel plates, through the wooden attic slabs, through the tin roof, and fly out!

Ray after ray of sunlight poured down from those holes!

A line of sunshine that is full of dust!

Buck has a magical illusion of light!

I can only do my best to hold my body tightly, and I finally feel that there should be a belief in my heart, what god can bless myself at this time!?

In the prayer of the gods and Buddhas, the gunfire suddenly stopped, and it was more likely that the magazine was emptied, and the whole outside suddenly became extremely quiet, and Buck's wrinkled face slowly unfolded, but he didn't hear the sound of the vehicle starting, and he opened half of his eyes in wonder and glanced out of the gap, but saw these militants pull out a bucket of oil and splash it on the corpses that had been staggered and piled up like a tower, and then use a torch to ignite the corners wrapped in white silk cloth, and burn it again with a bang!

As soon as Buck sensed that something was wrong, he saw the barrel of oil smashed into the wall of the nearby building, and then the torch was thrown on it, and the building was immediately on fire!

Buck was a little shocked, these buildings are connected here!

Did you avoid the tragic situation of being beaten into a hornet's nest, and you have to face the reality of roasting suckling pigs!

Cowsheds and sheepfolds filled with wooden frames and hay everywhere are starting to burn!

And the terrorists below stood there remembering their brothers......

By the time the men got into the car, Buck had seen tongues of fire in the corners of the building, a wall on the first floor that was completely burning, and the whole room was filled with smoke!

Buck, who was holding the water purifier, drenched the textile at hand and wrapped it around his face, and splashed all the rest of the water around his body!

The car finally started, but Barker's attic was crumbling, and he was almost completely immersed in the smoke and couldn't see his way, except for the bullet holes in the sunlight, like the light of holy Jesus.

Carrying his pocket, Buck held back without saying a word, and the muzzle of the rifle was thrust into the gap next to him, and the car began to rush away......

With a bang, the wooden attic finally collapsed!

Buck was hanging in the air, hanging from the AK rifle that had crept into the gap between the roof and the wall!

This time it's really smoked bacon.