Nine Hundred and Sixty, Why Are You Still Alive?

Ren was shot three times, but his advantage is that the shot was all on his torso. For him now, although his injury looks very serious, he knows that he is currently more powerful than Wall on the opposite side. Husband is a little better.

Wolfe was unlucky because he was hit in the stomach by Rennes in the last round of bullets. His torso was shot so that his current injury was not much worse than that of Rennes. Although he barely managed not to fall down, he could only cover his wound to prevent further blood loss.

No one spoke, and it was not the style of the two of them to open their mouths at this time to take advantage of some of their mouths, and besides, they no longer had the strength to sarcasm each other. At this time, they just looked at their opponents so quietly, waiting for who would recover from the pain of being pierced by bullets first.

In the end, Rennes, who were not injured, raised his pistol first, which should be said to be a natural result. After all, Rennes was hit on the outside of his leg in the last shot. Wolfe has a slight advantage being smaller.

Wolfe is not an idiot either. Seeing that Ryan was raising his pistol, he also made the most sensible decision, that is, before Ryan had time to aim, regardless of the bleeding wound on his body, he lay down down action. In this way, both of them became lying on the ground, disappearing from each other's sight.

Because Rennes is an armored soldier, he can only be equipped with a relatively small Browning pistol for armored soldiers, but not an infantry-type Browning pistol with a larger caliber and more powerful power. Therefore, Wolfe can still fight in the current situation. He was killed directly without being shot in the abdomen.

However, such a direct fall to the ground also caused very serious injuries to Wolff after being shot. The wound was pulled and Wolff groaned in pain. The habit he had developed for a long time was not the same. He just stopped moving because of the pain, instead he started rolling his body as soon as he touched the ground.

After Ren regained his strength, he shot at the place where Wolfe was lying down without aiming. After shooting, he also moved his body. The pain of survival is no longer a problem.

He shot at Wolfe's side, and the splashed mud even crashed onto Wolfe's ⊙style_txt; face, but the shot did not have any effect, but Ren obviously did not intend to stop his attack Attack, just after Wolff rolled around, the second bullet arrived as expected.

After all, Wolfe was injured, and no matter how fast he reacted to the second shot, there would be flaws. Sure enough, the second shot hit his arm, pierced his sleeve but did not hurt his body.

But everyone knew that this time it was definitely a fluke, as long as Rennes fired another shot, Wolfe would definitely be shot again, and being shot in this situation is obviously not far from death.

Wolfe, who was already desperate, did not hesitate,

He also raised his revolver at the same time, and slammed the trigger in Ryan's direction. The bullet quickly flew towards Rennes' position, leaving a crater where Rennes had just left a few tenths of a second ago. At this time, Ren's third shot also flew over, about half a meter away from Wolff.

Seeing that Wolfe's interfering shooting had achieved results, he blindly fired his second shot again, but the bullet still missed Ren. After all, he had to endure the pain of the wound on his body being torn and bumped, and the bullet could not have What a hit. The dirt under his body was rolled up a little as he rolled, sticking to his military uniform, making him look miserable.

The condition of Renn on the opposite side is not much better. His beggar-like appearance can't tell that he is an armored ace who can beat a thousand with one ride. The blood that flowed from him stained his trousers red, and became extremely dirty after being stained with mud. The Iron Cross on his collar had long since disappeared. Now Renn is no different from a down and out wounded soldier.

The armored Browning pistol has only 7 bullets in the magazine, and the revolver issued by the Soviet armored soldiers is also equipped with 7 bullets. There is not much difference in power between the two sides, and the caliber of the bullets is also comparable— — Now there are two rounds left in Ryan's magazine, and three rounds in Wolff's magazine.

Of course, Ryan doesn't know how to count the bullets in his magazine, and Wolfe doesn't think there is any advantage in having one more bullet than his opponent. Both of them are shooting non-stop, trying to use their remaining bullets to kill the opponent as soon as possible. .

However, their bullets left craters one after another on the opponent's side, but they never hit their own targets again. In the end, Renn's bullets were all shot in the tumbling, and Wolfe also fired his last bullet in the next second.

Ren stopped rolling, and the violent rolling left him with blood all over the distance of seven or eight meters, and Wolfe was not much better, and the violent bleeding made him sweat coldly. Neither of them continued their activities. Even if they had prepared bayonets in this situation, no one would use them anymore.

They had gunshot wounds all over their bodies, it wasn't as simple as hanging a wound with a wire, nor was it as easy as getting someone's feet, no one had the strength to struggle again, and drew out his dagger to give the opponent a fatal blow. The two of them were panting heavily at such a close distance, recharging their energy for any subtle movements that followed.

Looking up at the sky full of black smoke rising from the burning, Ren put the pistol on his chest, and with all his strength, he took out a new pistol magazine from his left pocket with his good right hand . Then he pressed the pistol with his trembling injured arm, and stuffed the magazine into the gun handle with his good palm enduring the pain.

With a slight click, Ren reloaded seven bullets. Not far away, Wolfe couldn't put a bullet into the revolver anyway. In a fit of anger he threw away his pistol and drew his bayonet from his belt.

Ren smiled. When he reloaded the pistol with his injured arm enduring the severe pain, he found that Wolfe was struggling to stand up from the ground with all his strength. While watching Wolfe struggling to get up, Ren pointed the gun in his hand at him.

"I won." In the end, Ren seemed to hear something approaching in the distance, but he really didn't have the energy to explore other things. After all, Wolf is his last enemy now, and if other Soviet soldiers come again, he can only accept his fate.

So he seemed to squeeze out this phrase from his throat, indicating that he finally won the final victory in this crazy killing. But Wolf obviously didn't think so. He still struggled to stand up and faced Ren not far away with that terrifying face.

As if he had discovered something, Wolfe suddenly stopped his movements. He raised his head and stared at the sudden and difficult opening in the distance: "You are going to die here too. Your injury won't last for a few minutes."

"It doesn't matter... I can use my... my own life to draw an end to the Wolf Knight Academy... at the end. I am very happy... extremely happy." Ren opened his mouth, as if he had discovered something interesting: "That kind of distorted place will eventually become history."

"What's there to be happy about? People like us can only live in that environment! Haven't you had any nightmares in such a long time? Dreaming of those children and old people who were killed by you, standing Where are you constantly shooting at you?" Wolfe withdrew his eyes, stared at Ren and asked, "Didn't you realize that your heart beats most peacefully when you're only killing people?"

Ren shook his head slightly, and said to Wolfe with great difficulty: "Wait...go to that...world, and then continue to...repent with those people...Wolf!"

He is not a person who likes to talk nonsense, so he barely said these two sentences to restore his strength. Now that he has the ability to fire, he will naturally stop talking about great principles and nonsense, so he resolutely pulled the trigger and fired his own bullet.

Wolfe also threw his own dagger at the same moment, Ryan's bullet hit Wolfe's right shoulder, and Wolfe's dagger knocked Ryan's pistol into the air. Wolf staggered and fell to the ground again, but his upper body was still upright. Ren was not injured by this blow, so he turned around to retrieve his gun.

The two seriously wounded were just struggling on the dirt, one was making a final struggle for his life, and the other was turning around and struggling to retrieve his weapon. Wolfe lost, but he still doesn't know that he has lost. He is working hard to win his own victory, like a wolf who has left the pack, trying hard to fight with his own teeth and claws chance of surviving.

He tried his best to kill his opponent Ren, even if he shamelessly used more tanks at the beginning, it was just a necessary means to win. These Soviet tanks were not aimed at the Rennes team, their primary goal was actually to detour the flank of the Imperial Division.

Nearly a hundred tanks of various models were first sniped and killed dozens of them one by one by five German tanks. Finally, he used black guns to kill several Tiger tanks, turning the tide of the battle, but returned On the tragic road of pistol duel.

Wolfe, who was covered with wounds, stared at Ren, who was also covered with wounds, and wanted to ask loudly, "Why aren't you dead yet?"

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