Marvel's The Force Awakens

Time goes back to 120 seconds ago.

Target b and his entourage have appeared, and the coordinates are 57 and 16. "

A new message came over the intercom.Mukati took a deep breath of the night air.He threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground, stamped it out, and began to adjust his binoculars.

The target was nearly 800 meters away from his position.Strictly speaking, it was far beyond his 200-meter responsibility.But maybe he's quite lucky.From him to the target position, there happens to be no obstacles on this straight line, and this is undoubtedly a perfect scene for a blocker.

On the intercom channel, three snipers have confirmed that the target has appeared within their area of ​​responsibility.But for various reasons, they were not sure of the hit.For these newbies, Mukati doesn't even have the patience to criticize them.

A true blocking ace is not so easy to cultivate.Mugati thought, and then began to adjust his sniper gun

Unlike most of his colleagues, Mugati does not like the scenes of blood and flesh.He didn't like things that were too bloody, didn't like the screams those people made when they died, and didn't like seeing their broken bodies gradually losing life and becoming cold and stiff.

Distance creates beauty, he has always believed this. 500 meters can erase all the guilt caused by taking a life.In this case, his goal is simply his job.Calculate the wind direction, gravity and time difference before pulling the trigger.As long as you solve this math problem in a short enough time, the job is done.It's all that simple.

Mugati thought, and then began to adjust his sniper gun.After more than ten seconds, the target finally appeared in his sight.

The moment he saw the other person, his mind went crazy for a moment.He burst into laughter. It seemed that the other reports just now were really not exaggerated.Such a conspicuous red tights would be a live target to attract firepower on a real battlefield.Their actions tonight were messed up by this guy.

It's ridiculous.

The other person stopped at the corner of the street very cooperatively, while the other person could not be seen due to the angle.At this time, Mugati had completely forgotten that the person who was still in the shadow was the main target, and focused entirely on this person who made him feel quite uncomfortable.

The formula that he had memorized thousands of times flashed through his mind.Mugati's eyes seemed to burst with light as he pulled the trigger.

After one point and four seconds, this guy's head will look like an exploded watermelon, with brains and blood scattered all over the floor.He thought silently.

Mugati took his eyes away from the telescope, hating what he saw.

Peter, who was shot, twitched and fell to the ground immediately.

In the reaction time of less than half a second just now, Peter only had time to do two things.First, avoid the fatal parts of your body.Second, try to use the Force to protect other internal organs in your body so that bullets will not roll around in your body and cause greater damage.

However, despite his best efforts, the bullet still caused an extremely serious penetrating wound to his lungs.A large amount of blood gushed out, and air also poured into his body through the two wounds on his chest and back, beginning to squeeze his already almost overwhelmed lungs, making it increasingly difficult for him to breathe.

Another bullet flew over Peter and hit the cement road less than two meters away from him, throwing up a cloud of dust and several cement fragments.But this time, the bullets came from different directions.

Peter quickly tried to get up from the ground.If he stayed where he was, he would definitely die.But at this time, he felt that his body was so heavy and his limbs were so weak.

The usual simple movements were now extremely difficult for him. He only raised his upper body and fell down again, and a pair of hands caught him.Joe grabbed his shoulders, lifted him up, hugged his abdomen, and desperately pulled him toward the cover.

The concrete road in front of them was hit by another bullet, creating a crater.Qiao shivered and ran harder.

Finally pulling him to the wall, Joe helped Peter to the wall and gasped wildly.Running with a [-] kilogram weight is not an easy task for him.Peter coughed and spit out a small mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, damn it!" Joe rushed forward in a hurry and began to treat Peter's wounds.He was a little panicked at first, but then he calmed down a lot, and his movements seemed quite skillful. It seemed that he had done this kind of thing before.

After a while, after the wound on Peter's back was also blocked, the pressure in Peter's lungs finally returned to normal, allowing him to finally take a few breaths.He raised his head and raised his right hand with difficulty.

"Help me... get up." He said weakly, but his eyes were extremely determined.Joe hesitated before grabbing his hand.

Finally stood

Getting up, Peter suddenly felt dizzy and his body was shaky.He gritted his teeth, regained clarity in his mind for a moment, and immediately held on to the wall beside him to prevent him from falling.

Qiao quickly helped him up, but his face was gloomy.

"I'm sorry, I should have listened to you. It's really unreliable to call Uber." Peter forced a very fake smile, but Qiao didn't feel like this now.

"Damn, damn," Joe, who was about to collapse and went crazy, had bloodshot eyes in his eyes.The way out that seemed to be within reach just now was completely shattered before his eyes. After suffering two consecutive blows in one night, he could hardly bear it anymore. "We can't escape. We can't escape."

Peter stretched out his right hand and touched Joe's head.He closed his eyes and used the Force to calm the raging spirit in Joe's mind.After a few seconds, Qiao's eyes gradually regained clarity.

"Where are we going now?" Joe breathed out and began to ask Peter who was standing aside.Peter pointed up, then down, before speaking weakly.

"Go upstairs..." He had difficulty speaking after only three words. He suppressed the desire to cough and then continued after a pause. "There are enemies below..."

"There are enemies down there." Joe was a little confused. "What do you mean"

"Yeah." Peter nodded, and then took a few more breaths. "Someone is coming."

At the same time, in the basement downstairs, the door that Peter and Joe had knocked open was kicked open again, and more than twenty heavily armed killers poured into the almost abandoned shopping mall.

"Michael reported that the commando team has entered the target building." The leader said into his walkie-talkie.Not long after, a reply came from the intercom.

"The commando team began to search the target building. The new target e has lost the ability to move. Please focus on capturing it without endangering your own safety. Target b is still in trouble. The control team will be responsible for limiting the target's range of action. In this building. You have five 10 minutes."

The leading killer named Michael glanced at the people behind him, and then pressed the call button on his walkie-talkie. "The search area is too large. We may not be able to complete the mission while trying to ensure the opponent's life."

The other side of the intercom was silent for a moment before hesitantly giving a negative answer. "The request is rejected, we can only guarantee that the police will be in the fifties..."

At this moment, the other party's voice was suddenly cut off. Just as the killers looked at each other, a steady, familiar voice spoke.

"I am Wesley, your request has been approved. You have eight and ten minutes now. Don't let me and the adults down."

"Yes," Michael said, hammering his chest, with a ferocious smile on his face.He turned around, looked at his companions, and waved. "Divide into a team of four, Ross and Corubin, you two will follow me. Let's clean out those two sneaky little bugs."

With a sigh, the killers in front of them quickly and orderly divided into six groups and started searching separately.

Outside an office on the third floor, Peter used telekinesis to open its door. Joe helped Peter walk in, and then both of them collapsed on the sofa at the same time.

"That's bad luck," Joe said, closing his eyes. . "I say, if you have any useful tricks now, there is no better time than now to bring them out."

The sound insulation effect of this office is very good, at least it can block the noise outside the normal shopping mall.If they speak a little louder, don’t worry too much.

Peter opened his eyes, and based on his induction of the Force, the new guests downstairs began a strict and cautious search.It seems that these people are still a bit taboo about Peter's previous display of combat prowess.This gave Peter and Joe more time to breathe and re-plan, but they also had fewer loopholes to exploit.

"We should still have some time. It will take at least two to three ten minutes for them to search us." Peter said slowly.Under the protection and warmth of the Force, the injury to his lungs did not worsen during the actions just now, but showed some signs of healing.At least the blood loss and air leaks are starting to be controlled.

"I really don't know how you know this information." Joe sighed, with a little curiosity in his tone. "By the way, now that we've reached this point, wouldn't you mind letting me see who you really are?"

"Sorry." Peter simply refused. "But if we all survive tonight, I can still think about it then."

"Maybe I won't be in the mood to watch it then." Qiao said with a wry smile, Peter also shook his head, and both parties suddenly became quiet, as if they had no intention of saying anything more.

At this moment, the cell phone in Peter's pocket suddenly rang.In this tranquility, its monotonous ringtone seemed so strange at this time.