Marvel's The Force Awakens

Under normal circumstances, these three shots should be enough to kill almost everyone, but Peter, who was lucky, was only slightly injured.

The set of protective gear provided by Weasel for himself is indeed extremely powerful, and it can provide quite effective defense even against such large-caliber pistol bullets.These three bullets had already neutralized most of their lethality when they hit it.

The bullet that hit his helmet shattered after penetrating the visor glass made of bulletproof material.The exploding bullets and glass fragments cut the left side of Peter's face bloody, and there was also a large cut at the corner of his eye.If the wound had been a little higher, I'm afraid Peter's eyes would not be saved.

As for the two bullets in his right arm, the two bullets were only embedded in his arm muscles for more than half an inch, and did not cause serious muscle, nerve or blood vessel damage.Although this is still a very scary injury in daily life, it is definitely not a traumatic injury.

But at this moment, Peter didn't notice this for the time being. He was completely immersed in fear.

From his perspective, he had almost completely lost feeling in his left arm, and there was a burning sensation on the left side of his face.His eyes were already stained with blood, and he couldn't even open them. He couldn't see anything clearly for a while.What frightened him even more was that after the last trace of peace in his heart was disrupted, his connection with the Force was completely severed.

I'm blind was the only thought that came to his mind at the moment.

After losing the guidance of the Force, Peter felt weak again for the first time in a long time.At this moment, he was no longer the red mask who dared to single-handedly take on more than 20 armed killers. He was just a child who did not dare to fight back after being beaten by a child of the same age.

Throwing the steel pipe in his hand towards Michael, Peter chose to escape.He rolled on the spot, held up his hands and hid behind the broken cabinet.Michael, who caught the steel pipe, fired two shots at the place where he was hiding, but neither hit Peter.

In the next moment, Peter bolted from his hiding place, trying hard to put some distance between himself and Michael.Michael raised his pistol, took aim, and pulled the trigger twice at Peter's back.But the trigger could not be pressed, and the pistol in his hand only made two jamming sounds.

In the few seconds just now, he had used up all the bullets inside.

"Damn" Michael cursed secretly after watching Peter's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor.

He put his pistol back on his waist, picked up the rifle he had dropped on the ground before chasing after him.Although it was too damaged in the battle just now, it still needs to be recycled.If the person cleaning the battlefield accidentally misses this thing later, it will be in big trouble.

As for the guy who escaped, he didn't have much to worry about.His men have already gathered.Although the opponent was not weak in the battle just now, it was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries, which may have been caused by him in the ventilation duct just now.

No matter what, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

As for goal b... Thinking of the main goal of this operation, Mike started to think.In the series of battles just now, the other party did not appear.Maybe he didn't dare to fight, maybe he didn't have the strength to fight now.But there is no other possibility.

Michael stopped the two people passing by him and whispered something to them.After listening, they nodded and left in the opposite direction of the large group.

At this moment, several shots were fired not far away.If nothing else, the man who escaped should have met his men.

And Michael was indeed right.After Peter ran out of less than two corridors, he met an approaching team at an intersection.Both sides reacted at the same time. At this moment, Peter had no intention of joining the fight and fled directly towards the corridor next to him.

Almost at the same time, the guns in the hands of the six killers also roared.Dozens of bullets whizzed past where Peter was a second ago, but a stray bullet still hit his left waist.Even though the bullet was blocked by his tights, the sudden pain still made him pause.Peter staggered a few steps, quickly regained his balance, and continued running forward.

A man suddenly rushed out from the corner ahead. Peter was caught off guard and bumped into him hard, throwing him to the ground.

The other party struggled violently and lifted Peter off of him.he pulled out

He picked up a bayonet, turned over and stabbed Peter in the throat.Peter grabbed the other person's wrist in time and pushed hard, but failed to push the other person away.The strength in the man's hand gradually increased, taking advantage of his weight and strength to forcefully press down the bayonet in his hand little by little.

Peter exerted all his strength, but there were waves of soreness and weakness in his limbs.After he pushed twice in a row without pushing the other person away, a feeling of despair arose in Peter's heart.The blade of the bayonet was less than a centimeter away from the skin of his throat, and he felt that his hand could no longer support it.

Just then, gunfire rang out from behind them.The team that they had just encountered finally caught up and poured the bullets in their magazines towards the two black figures wrestling on the ground, without realizing that one of them was their partner.

Two bloody holes suddenly appeared on the chest of the man pressing on Peter.The grin on his face quickly turned into confusion, and finally into panic.He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he only coughed up a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on Peter's face.Peter, whose nose was suddenly filled with the smell of blood, suddenly had the urge to retching.

The opponent's limbs quickly became weak. Peter pushed his body away with a little force, and climbed up in embarrassment.Using the body as cover, Peter bent down and fled toward the fire stairs amid the hail of bullets, and his pursuers followed closely.

After reaching the end of the corridor, Peter increased his speed and slammed open the door at the stairway.He leaned on the railing of the stairs and took a few deep breaths. When the dizziness in his head subsided a little, he turned around and closed the door.

Peter took out his electric shock baton that had run out of electricity, crossed it across the door handle, and locked the door.Of course, Peter knew very well that this flimsy plastic stick could not stop the big men for long.

At this moment, footsteps coming upstairs were heard from downstairs.Although the number of people sounded small, Peter, who was already frightened, was frightened and hurriedly ran upstairs.Before he could take a few steps, there was a violent banging sound on the door behind him.

After running twenty or thirty steps continuously, the door was finally knocked open, and the electric shock baton that had been with Peter for several months was broken into pieces.At this time, Peter had arrived at the stairway door leading to the roof.

Pushing the door open, the cold evening wind hit Peter head-on, making him shiver as he was sweating profusely.Looking at the empty field around him and the few hiding places, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

At this moment, a sharp whistling sound came from the distance.In the next second, a small crater with a diameter of three to four centimeters suddenly appeared on the cement wall next to Peter, and the burst cement fragments hit Peter's helmet.One piece even passed through the bullet hole in the glass of his mask, hitting his face with a faint pain.

At this time, Mugati, who was 800 meters away, also smiled.After losing the protection of the roof, Peter now once again entered the sniper's attack range.

"Target has entered the roof. Repeat again. Target has entered the roof."

"Copy that. The third team will stay on the fourth floor. The rest of you will come up with me."

Michael's new order came through the intercom in his ears, but the two people who had separated from the group on the fourth floor ignored it.They are re-searching the corners they missed before and have a more important mission: to find Joe.

And their goal is only a few steps away from them.Joe, who was still hiding in the cabinet, closed his eyes as he listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer to him.

The footsteps stopped at the door of the cabinet.At the next moment, the cabinet door was rudely opened. The two people were stunned for a moment. They did not expect that there was really a big living person hiding in the cabinet, nor did they expect that the gun in this person's hand was pointing at them at this moment. head.They quickly raised their guns, but it was too late.

Two gunshots rang out, and the two men fell to the ground, with a big bloody hole on their foreheads.The price of the mistake at that moment was their lives.

Joe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and threw the empty pistol aside.He grabbed the edge of the cabinet door and reluctantly pulled himself up.In the process of standing up, it seemed to press on his wound, making him groan.He bent down, searched for the bodies of the two men, and put their weapons and ammunition into his arms.

"Two bastards, they still want to kill me." He cursed secretly.After spitting on their corpses, he turned around and limped away, holding on to the wall.