Getting the best from Tarkov

On the other hand, Claire was completely out of control at this point.

After emptying a magazine, he was about to call the leader for cover and change the magazine when he suddenly heard a gunshot behind him, which was very close.

The gunshot really scared him, and he almost dropped the magazine in his hand.

He turned around subconsciously and saw a woman behind him holding his leader, holding the Colt pistol on the leader's waist in her hand.

At this moment, he had no time to change the single clip, so he quickly let go and reached for his waist.

How could Mao Youyou give the other party time to draw his gun? He kept pulling the trigger at him.

Claire was hit in the chest by .45 caliber bullets one after another. The powerful kinetic energy caused her whole body to twitch, and even her facial expression was a little out of control at this moment.

Even though the bulletproof vest blocked the bullet, the kinetic energy transmitted to his body was still so painful that he couldn't straighten his back.

Seeing that the enemy had curled up on the ground and temporarily lost the ability to move, Mao Youyou did not move forward to shoot again. Instead, he endured the pain in his abdomen, pushed the corpse in his arms away, stepped forward and kicked Claire to the ground, and bent down to confiscate the opponent's weapon.

After confirming that the person in front of him posed no threat, Mao Youyou suddenly realized that the surroundings were too quiet. Then she remembered that Liao Fan was missing, and hurriedly asked.

At this time, Liao Fan was lying on the ground on the enemy's corpse, motionless.

Obviously, after the confrontation just now, the effect of the yellow needle has passed, and the side effects appear at this time.

......

When Liao Fan woke up again, it was already daytime.

Looking at Mao Youyou who was sitting next to him and skillfully putting various canned foods out of his backpack one by one, Liao Fan's mouth twitched immediately.

But just when he wanted to get up, he suddenly found that his Glock was right next to Mao Youyou.

Thinking of his guess about her identity, Liao Fan did not stand up rashly. Instead, he calmed down and took out the last pistol from the pistol box in the safe space: a CR 200DS mini revolver.

This is a revolver with a barrel of only 2 inches. Its miniature structure is very suitable for concealment and surprise.

Liao Fan pressed the hammer of the pistol, hid his right hand in his arms, and after making sure that there was no problem, he heard Mao Youyou's shout.

Seeing Liao Fan wake up, Mao Youyou walked over immediately, but before she squatted down, she suddenly noticed Liao Fan's right hand in his arms.

If an ordinary person saw this posture, they would not think much about it and would just regard it as a subconscious action.

But in the eyes of someone with sufficient combat experience like Mao Youyou, it means something else.

After thinking back to when he was bandaging Liao Fan last night and making sure that he had no weapons on him, he felt relieved and walked over.

But just to be on the safe side, she subconsciously took Liao Fan's Glock in her hand.

Seeing this scene, Liao Fan did not show any strange expression, but the muscles in his right hand were slightly tense.

He lay there calmly while Mao Youyou examined him, and then asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"What happened behind Zuo last night? I thought I heard you calling me."

"Nothing, I just thought something had happened since you were quiet."

As she spoke, Mao Youyou put Liao Fan's clothes down again, stood up and went back to the smokeless stove to continue fiddling with the cans on it.

After moving his left hand and feeling the wound on his shoulder, Liao Fan stood up and walked to the other person's side. However, before he sat down, his eyes immediately looked at a white strong man who was tied up beside him.

Seeing Liao Fan looking at the white man, Mao Youyou didn't wait for him to ask, and took the initiative to say, "His name is Claire, Barton Claire. He's American, a former Navy SEAL veteran, and currently a mercenary. He's with the three people who attacked us last night. Their mission this time is to find us and eliminate us."

After hearing Mao Youyou's words, Liao Fan looked at the white man again, but didn't say anything.

Seeing Liao Fan's reaction, Mao Youyou was rather puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you ask why? Also, are you sure you want to be so calm? These are mercenaries."

Liao Fan didn't pay attention to Mao Youyou's teasing. After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, let's not fool each other. I won't ask about your identity, and you don't ask about my background. Saving you this time was purely coincidental. If I didn't know you were Chinese, I wouldn't have interfered.

But I'm a little curious about one thing: why didn't the drug dealers come directly to us, but instead hired mercenaries?"

Hearing Liao Fan's greeting, Mao Youyou first looked at Liao Fan deeply, and then said: "Okay, you are still playing mysterious with me.

"It's not like those drug traffickers haven't been looking for us, but you dodged them. Speaking of which, I really admire you. You were carrying a wounded soldier, and you dodged the lead search team, then jumped out of the encirclement before they could close in. Are you Superman?"

Tsk, do you really think Tarkov Superman is a joke?

However, Liao Fan did not say it directly, but asked: "Then how much commission did they promise to hire mercenaries?"

"20"

"Well, that's fair."

"Dollar"

"Hmm. Hmm? How much? $20! When did we become so valuable?!"

Tsk, you are being too self-indulgent. I am obviously worth $20, you are just taking advantage of me for free.

Mao Youyou didn't say what she was thinking directly, but changed the subject. "What should we do next? Even though the fire didn't break out last night, I estimate that someone will come to check it out in the next half day."

"Tsk, tsk, the fire went out on its own? What luck! I thought it would last a while. If that's the case, we have to keep heading east. Even if the Burmese forestry department doesn't come to check on us after the fire, the drug traffickers will definitely come. How are your injuries?"

"Alright, let's keep going. It would be even better if you could carry me on your back. After all, the gunshot wound on my shoulder hasn't healed yet. The wound on my abdomen is much better, though. If I don't do strenuous exercise, it shouldn't be a big problem."

After listening to Mao Youyou's words, Liao Fan made a decision in his mind.

After eating, he counted the equipment and supplies on the mercenaries, and retrieved the gun he had thrown to Mao Youyou before. Then the two of them got up and walked east again.

As for Claire, Liao Fan shot her directly.

At that time, Mao Youyou had a quarrel with him over this and even almost pulled out a gun.

Fortunately, Liao Fan had the foresight to take the Glock back in advance, otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble would have happened.

You can't blame Mao Youyou for being soft-hearted. It is estimated that the other party should be a member of a secret force or border armed police.

For them, shooting prisoners was something they would never even think of, which is why Claire was captured last night.

If it was Liao Fan, he would have killed the person directly after asking the questions clearly, and would not have let him live to see the light of day.