A warhead hit Xiao Yuanchao's right back. At close range, the 7.62mm-caliber bullet hit the bulletproof vest in an explosion shape, and completed the penetration and hit Xiao Yuanchao's body.

Barrett fell, and Xiao Yuanchao rushed forward several meters away under the powerful force of the warhead, and crawled to the ground.

A stream of blood flowed out along the wound, dyeing the bulletproof vest red and dyeing half of the body red.

At close range, the shooting of the ak47 is absolutely powerful. Without a bulletproof vest, no matter which piece of the human body is hit, it will cause a disability and fatal injury that loses its combat effectiveness. If it hits the thigh, it will directly break the thigh; if it hits the chest, it will burst out a scar the size of a bowl from behind after it penetrates.

The trajectory penetrated by the warhead, all muscles and bones will become shattered and completely destroyed.

Xiao Yuanchao was wearing a bulletproof vest, and the bulletproof vest could not prevent AK's warhead from invading. The only good thing was to block the warhead, so that the warhead would consume the penetration force after it penetrated the bulletproof vest made of ceramic.

But even so, Xiao Yuanchao was seriously injured.

The bullet penetrates the bulletproof vest and deforms. After entering the **, it becomes an irregular shape, and then rolls to form a cavity effect, but it cannot complete penetration and stays in the body.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the cigar in his mouth shot forward half a meter away. Xiao Yuanchao's body was twitching, twitching into a ball due to pain.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old child saw Xiao Yuanchao fall into the gun and immediately rushed forward, quickly picked up two compressed biscuits on the ground, and even didn't want the AK rifle, turning around and running without a trace.

"puff!"

Xiao Yuanchao spat out another mouthful of blood, then tried to stretch his spasm body, and slowly got up with his hands on the ground. When he got up, he picked up the blood-filled cigar and held it back in his mouth.

"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao

Xiao Yuanchao, who stood up again, let out a howl like a wounded beast, and the sound was transmitted from afar, making people feel desolate.

"He is not a soldier, not a soldier, not a soldier..." Xiao Yuanchao kept talking to himself, carrying Barrett again, and walking forward with his still steady steps.

The blood from the wound kept flowing out, following his movements every step he took.

This is an action that ordinary people cannot complete, but Xiao Yuanchao seems to be light and gives people a feeling that he has never been hurt.

No one knows how powerful his willpower is, but one thing is clear: this is a real war god who will never lie down!

"Shh~" Xiao Yuanchao whistled, took out the ignition and lit the cigar, but it ended in failure. An extremely angry suddenly rose in his eyes.

"This is my last cigar, but it's wet and can't be lit." Xiao Yuanchao raised his head and said to the dilapidated area in front of him: "This is your reason, so you have to pay the price."

After saying that, Xiao Yuanchao walked forward step by step, still holding half a cigar in his mouth.

"Wow!"

The sound of broken bricks and tiles being trampled out sounded, and a terrified woman appeared behind a wall, looking at Xiao Yuanchao in horror.

There are people everywhere here, and civilians affected by war everywhere. They have long lived without a fixed place and can only hide in Tibet.

This is not a warrior, it is just a civilian.

Xiao Yuanchao glanced at the woman, turned his head and continued to walk forward.

Professional soldiers never shoot at civilians. This is the morality of professional soldiers and is absolutely not to be trampled on. If professional soldiers can shoot and kill civilians unscrupulously, then they are not worthy of being called professional soldiers.

Any profession has its own moral norms. As a soldier, the war always faces people like you, and is by no means unarmed civilians.

Xiao Yuanchao is persistent and paranoid. When he keeps the moral norms of professional soldiers in mind, he will abide by them and always abide by them.

Seeing that Xiao Yuanchao had no intention of attacking her, the woman took out a pistol from her clothes and held Xiao Yuanchao's back with both hands.

"Bang!"

The bullet came out of the chamber and hit Xiao Yuanchao's back heavily.

"puff!"

Xiao Yuanchao spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his body fell forward under the influence of the invasion of the bullet, and fell to the ground again.

The pistol bullet was effectively blocked by a bulletproof vest and did not cause any damage to the pistil. However, the penetration force prevented him from maintaining normality, which stimulated all the wounds on the upper and lower parts of the body, forming a storm-like severe pain.

After the woman fired a shot, she immediately disappeared without a trace. There was no timidity in her eyes, but full of hatred.

“Hahaha…”

Xiao Yuanchao got up and sat on the ground and smiled. After laughing, he continued to get up and strode forward, and walked straight forward with his waist straight.

In a broken room in the distance, an unparalleled shock appeared on the faces of a member of the armed organization. They really didn't know how Xiao Yuanchao stood up and continued to move forward, and they didn't know why he didn't chase and shoot the child and the woman.

"This is a real professional soldier who must be respected." A militant stared at Xiao Yuanchao's straight body as if it were green pine and sighed sincerely.

"Why don't he chase him?" Another militant seemed very upset and said to his companion: "If he chases him, he will be dead, and we don't have to face this demon!"

"Retreat, retreat, he will die sooner or later!" The militants issued an order to retreat.

As the command was issued, all the militants in it retreated, including those hiding in other corners.

"Click! Click!..."

Xiao Yuanchao lit the cigar over and over again, but unfortunately he failed to ignite it successfully. Because the cigar was too wet and couldn't be lit at all.

"Invader! Invader!"

There were suddenly roars coming from the broken wall in front, and a group of hunched civilians waved their machetes and wooden sticks, shouting while rushing towards Xiao Yuanchao.

These civilians had elderly people, women, children, but no adult men. Their eyes were full of anger and their faces were filled with firm fearlessness.

Because Xiao Yuanchao was an invader, they regarded Xiao Yuanchao as an invader.

Faced with this group of civilians who rushed up without fear of life and death, Xiao Yuanchao stood there and stared at these civilians with pity. He raised the MP5 submachine gun with his left hand and pointed it at these real civilians, but they were civilians without armed power.

"Beijinghuo asks for help! Come with me!" A woman's voice came from Xiao Yuanchao's left.

Hearing this sound, Xiao Yuanchao narrowed his eyes hard, put down his submachine gun and ran to the left, looking for the owner of the sound.

"Let's go!" A woman who covered her body in Iraq's unique clothing pulled Xiao Yuan and ran forward along the broken wall.

After running ten meters, she took Xiao Yuanchao into a deep pit and got into the ground.

The beacon is a secret code, no one knows except his own people.

Immediately afterwards, the woman crawled back to the ground, took out two grenades and threw them at the chasing civilians, and then jumped in quickly.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Grenades exploded among the civilians, and howling sounds came one after another.

"This is the battlefield, there are no civilians on the battlefield." The woman pulled down the black cloth covering her face and stared at Xiao Yuanchao's eyes with her extremely beautiful deep eyes.
Chapter completed!