Chapter 12: Crazy Woman
Zhao Ziyang pulled the trigger with difficulty, locked onto a bearded Pashtun man in the front, gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.
"Bang", a dull gunshot rang out, and the sniper bullet grazed the Pashtun man's body and floated into the distant sky.
After wiping the sticky blood from his eyes, Zhao Ziyang held his breath and pulled the gun again with his trembling right hand, sniping at the opponent. However, his strength was frozen at the last step of loading the gun, and he failed to load the bullet. The cramping pain in his chest and abdomen made him lose all his strength. The figure in front of him became blurred, and there was no other sound except the buzzing sound in his ears.
Being knocked over by rockets twice in a row, his lungs were severely damaged. Coupled with the tense nerves and desperate rush to the top of the mountain, he could not bear the feeling of exhaustion under such heavy injuries. The blood on his forehead flowed down again, covering his eyes, and the whole world turned blood red.
"Zizi... idiot, hold on!" A sound of radio current was heard in front of my chest, and Angel's voice came.
Hearing Angel's voice, Zhao Ziyang immediately raised his head with great effort, wiped the blood from his eyes again, and took out a small earphone embedded in his clothes.
“Ugh…” Zhao Ziyang groaned in pain as he gently moved his body. He curled up his body and said into the headset with a deep breath, “Angel… Huhu… You, you, you want to kill me…”
"Idiot!" Angel's curse came from the radio.
"I, I'm idiot!" Zhao Ziyang got angry when he heard Angel scolding him, and roared with all his strength: "You didn't even give me a single rifle bullet, and you still call me an idiot? You are still a noble? I think you are just an unreasonable shrew!"
There were heavy breathing sounds coming from the radio. It was obvious that Angel was furious with Zhao Ziyang's calling her a shrew.
"Didn't I tell you to use a sniper rifle?" Angel's voice was extremely cold, and even the sound of her teeth clenching could be heard.
"When did I say I was a sniper? Cough cough cough..." Zhao Ziyang almost fainted from anger and opened his mouth to cough violently.
Along with the sound of coughing, blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth again, and his whole body curled up even more, as if he was trying to use this method to resist the pain of his internal organs being twisted together.
"But you didn't say it." Angel's voice was full of innocence.
"Angel, you idiot, hide your intention to train me to be a sniper. What I hate most is snipers, those guys who can only shoot from the dark."
"Who are you calling an idiot? Who are you calling a cold gun? How dare you call me that?"
"Not only will I scold you, I'll spank you too!"
"you dare!"
Angel was almost mad with anger. She had never met such a shameless man before. He dared to scold her and even spanked her! Kill him, must kill him!
"Hurry, hurry, over there, over there, grenades, grenades!" The Pashtuns rushing up the mountain shouted loudly, and one of them took out a grenade and threw it towards Zhao Ziyang's position.
The black grenade drew a parabola and landed accurately next to Zhao Ziyang.
Zhao Ziyang, who was curled up, suddenly rolled to the side, hugged his head with both hands and lay on the ground to avoid the explosion of the grenade.
"Boom!" A crater was blown out where he had been lying, and rocks and dirt fell on Zhao Ziyang. The sound of the explosion made his head even more dizzy, and the buzzing sound in his ears sounded again.
"Angel, you idiot woman, if you don't help me, you'll be dead!" Zhao Ziyang shook his head and yelled at Angel into the radio.
This woman was the best of the best women he had ever seen in his life: a lunatic, a crazy woman!
Looking at the sniper rifle that was damaged by the grenade, Zhao Ziyang took the AK from his back, but threw it to the ground as soon as he took it in his hand: there are no bullets!
At this moment, he saw the Pashtuns who were about to rush to the top of the mountain suddenly fell into chaos and blood spurted out from among them.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!..." Every time a flower of blood appears, someone must fall down.
Sniper, long-range sniper! No, this is a super long-range sniper!
The Pashtuns who were sniped immediately shouted and hid behind the rocks, stretched out their rifles and fired randomly at the bottom of the mountain. But soon they dared not show their heads anymore, because they could not find the target at all, and anyone who showed his head was accurately sniped and killed.
"Idiot, there is a helicopter picking us up in the valley five kilometers to the west!" Angel's voice rang out. Zhao Ziyang could clearly hear Angel pulling the trigger and firing a sniper shot while she was talking.
"Crazy woman!" Zhao Ziyang cursed loudly, and immediately dragged his seriously injured body to run westward, looking for a helicopter to pick him up.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." A series of earth-shaking explosions were heard. Zhao Ziyang turned his head and looked down the mountain, and saw that half of the village was razed to the ground in an instant. A fire was burning fiercely and spread to the other half.
"no no!"
"Go back! Go back! Quick, quick!"
“…”
As half of the village was destroyed by explosives, the Pashtuns in Dara Village shouted in chaos, emerged from behind the rocks, and ran desperately towards their village. The village was not important, but their weapons workshop was important, which was the tool they relied on for survival.
Watching the Pashtuns running madly down the mountain, Zhao Ziyang stood up and raised his middle finger towards a certain location at the foot of the mountain.
With a "clang" sound, a fist-sized rock beside him made a sound without warning, and then hit Zhao Ziyang hard, knocking him to the ground in an instant.
"Special forces, you are dead!" Angel's cold voice came from the radio.
Obviously, Zhao Ziyang raised his middle finger to her, and then she gave Zhao Ziyang a small lesson with a sniper rifle.
Zhao Ziyang got up from the ground in a panic and limped towards the helicopter. She was suddenly a little afraid of this Angel. If the bullet had deviated a little, she would have had another hole in her body.
Zhao Ziyang supported himself and ran to the valley in the west. He saw the helicopter parked there and the Archaeopteryx, the lurker that was specifically responsible for air transport and attack.
"Special forces, is everything okay? Hahaha..." Archaeopteryx laughed happily and looked at Zhao Ziyang, who was covered in blood, with interest.
"Damn bird, shut up!" Zhao Ziyang climbed onto the helicopter and glared at the Archaeopteryx fiercely, then lay down in the cabin as if relieved.
"Hey, special forces soldier, don't be so angry. You are the first one to be ravaged like this by the deputy commander. You must cherish it well. Hahahaha..." Arc'teryx laughed without sympathy and started the helicopter.
At this time, Zhao Ziyang no longer had the energy to argue with Archaeopteryx. Being in a safe environment, his brain naturally cut off the central nervous system's control over his body under the body's self-protection system, and he fell into a coma.
While unconscious, he felt someone punching him hard, but he felt no pain and couldn't wake up. Other than that, he vaguely heard a woman's angry curse...
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It hurts, my whole body hurts, it hurts as if all the bones in my body are broken.
This was Zhao Ziyang's first feeling after waking up. He opened his eyes with great effort and saw the smiling face of the fox spirit in front of him. However, the fox spirit's smiling face only appeared for a moment and then disappeared, replaced by a beautiful cold face covered with frost: Angel!
Just as Zhao Ziyang realized that the person in front of him was Angel, he felt his body being grabbed by Angel, and then he was floating away in the clouds.
With a loud "bang", Zhao Ziyang was thrown heavily against the wall by Angel, and then fell to the ground cleanly. The pain of broken bones became even more severe.
The pain was in the ribs, and at least two ribs were broken. But I clearly remembered that only my lungs were injured at the time, and my ribs were fine!
"I……"
"boom!"
Zhao Ziyang just raised his head to speak when he saw a black shadow flash before his eyes. His cheek was heavily kissed by Angel's small boots, and he flew out again with blood spurting from his mouth and nose.
With a "crash", a bed was overturned by Zhao Ziyang's body. He curled up into a ball under two consecutive critical hits, and his body twitched.
"Angel!" Linghu shouted at Angel, pointing at the door and angrily said to Angel: "Get out! You can't treat my patients like this!"
"Hmph!" Angel snorted coldly, glanced at Zhao Ziyang who was lying on the ground twitching, shook her hair, and walked out gracefully.
"Uh...uh..." Zhao Ziyang groaned in unbearable sound. Beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead and dripped onto the ground.
Seeing Zhao Ziyang's miserable state, Linghu walked up to him helplessly and helped him to a hospital bed. He reached out and touched his ribs, and said to him with regret: "Special Forces soldier, I'm sorry, your ribs are broken for the second time, you have to bear with it."
Zhao Ziyang, who was gasping for air in pain, asked in agony: "How did my ribs break?"
After asking this question, Zhao Ziyang curled up on the hospital bed, covering his broken ribs with both hands and gritting his teeth to hold on.
"Will I tell you that it was the deputy captain who beat you? Of course not." Linghu looked as if she didn't know, and swiftly tied Zhao Ziyang's hands and feet to the bed, smiling at him and saying softly, "Don't worry, I'm the most gentle, I'll help you set your bones."
Zhao Ziyang nodded. He knew that in the entire lurker base, the fox spirit was the least abnormal one. It was also naughty, lively, cute and gentle.
"Ouch..." A pig-slaughtering scream suddenly came out of Zhao Ziyang's mouth. His eyes were wide open almost to the point of popping out, and instantly filled with blood. Saliva mixed with pain and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Oh, sorry, sorry, I think I connected it wrong." Hearing Zhao Ziyang's cry, Linghu apologized anxiously, then frantically corrected his own bone setting, and said to Zhao Ziyang in a comforting way: "Please bear with it. I'm actually not very good at setting bones for people. You are the first guinea pig..."
Zhao Ziyang, with a purple face and bulging veins, couldn't catch his breath and lay heavily on the bed with his bloodshot eyes closed. He was tormented by the spirit fox until he fainted...
