The shining Shoko Toyokawa

Xia Ya clenched her fists tightly, feeling powerless. "What else can I do? Should I rush out and die in vain?"

The footsteps of the militants were approaching, and she put her hand back on the emergency call button on the smart watch.

As long as this button is pressed, the operators waiting for instructions not far away will open fire.

If that happens, the militants probably won't care about them.

But at the same time, the operators will be in danger, and they will be treated almost the same as terrorists in this country.

Moreover, Xia Ya will lose the opportunity to communicate with Su Shi, Li Xi... and Xiao Deng...

The reason why choices are difficult is that we don’t know what the outcome of our current choices will be.

And now, 'Xia Ya' must choose, just as she chose to let Toyokawa Shoko die.

“I’m sorry, Aine…”

"boom!"

Just as Xia Ya was about to inform her companions, gunshots were heard.

The sound of the gunshot was clearly different from the militants' AK and PKM. It was the sound of a pistol.

"Bang, bang," two more gunshots rang out.

Almost at the same moment, Char heard,

On that hijacked airliner, I heard the sound of metal bullets drilling into flesh many times.

"Hit it?!"

From a distance of nearly 40 meters, or even farther, the man who fired with a pistol,

It actually hit the head of a militant who was rushing towards the tank!

Is that because of good luck?

"If we do this, we might win!"

"Xia Ya, don't!"

Aine felt it through the body tightly hugging Xia.

Just like on the airliner, this blonde is back in action!

Without considering the consequences, the body moves on its own.

'Should I stop him?'

Before Aine could think of an answer, she loosened her arms around Char.

She knew,

Of course she knew that she couldn't stop Xia Ya!

So, I had to let go.

"Thanks,"

Xia Ya's voice disappeared in the dense sound of gunfire.

Reacting to the sudden loss of personnel, several militants turned their guns and fired at the jeep that suddenly rushed towards them.

"Are you going to be killed?"

Staring at the black muzzles of the guns, Nagasaki Suyo clenched his teeth.

"How could I be killed here?!"

She reached out and turned the steering wheel sharply, and the jeep almost flipped over, narrowly avoiding most of the bullets.

The whistling sound of the bullet tearing through the air echoed in her ears.

She even had the illusion that a bullet had hit her.

The soft bulletproof vest under the coat cannot protect against rifle bullets.

As long as the torso, where the bullet has the largest impact area, and the head are hit, everything is over.

'Calm down, calm down!

Now Li Xi and Unit 2 should be back.

With the Gundam's mobility, Riki and Unit 2 will arrive in just a few minutes!

"Is it the left?!"

Su Shi once again snatched the steering wheel from the frightened Armenian clerk.

Once again, the jeep miraculously avoided most of the bullets.

Of course, a car cannot be faster than a bullet, just like a Gundam cannot be faster than the beam fired by a beam rifle.

But human reaction speed has its limits.

As long as you cross that limit, you can avoid the place where they subconsciously aim.

Of course, this is just probability.

No matter how much we dodged, the jeep was still hit by bullets.

After one tire was punctured, the car, which was moving at a very high speed, rolled over without any suspense.

Su Shi protected his head and jumped onto the green belt of the park.

"Will he die?"

'Will I be hit?'

Of course no one will answer Su Shi,

She saw Aine in danger, so she acted subconsciously, as recklessly as a fool.

As for what the outcome will be, perhaps only God knows...

'Oh, what does this feel like?'

Sushi's gaze passed over the tank where Aine was hiding and looked in a direction further away.

The girl with a high ponytail raised her gun anxiously...

"Su Shi? Is it Su Shi? Was it Su Shi who fired the gun just now?"

How can this be? !

Can Su Shi, who is like a mother to me, shoot and kill without hesitation?

Xia Ya just picked up the pistol that fell to the ground from the person who secretly protected Ai Yin.

Then he saw the sight of the 'flying man' in the world.

At this moment, the flaxen-haired girl, with eyes that were just clear after the snow, was watching her...

There is no time for fear or sadness,

Before Shaya could catch up with her, her body started to move.

aim,

Then shoot!

It's such a simple action, a three-year-old can do it, aim a water gun at someone... and shoot.

The sound of the gunshot, along with the recoil, entered Char's field of vision.

"Everyone, look this way,"

The muzzle flash reminded her of

On a spring day, the faint flashes of light when the band members gathered together to take photos.

However, the recoil of the gun is so heavy,

The sound of gunfire made people's ears buzz.

In this world full of blood and noise,

If you can't hit the 'enemy' you will die.

Xia will die, and Toyokawa Shoko's friend Nagasaki Suyo will also die.

and so--

"Hit me!"

Chapter 56: The happiest girl in the world

"Hit me!"

Xia Ya aimed at the tall man closest to her and pulled the trigger.

Of the several bullets fired, two did hit the back of the towering man.

But he was equipped with bulletproof plates and a body armor that could withstand several rounds of mainstream rifle bullets.

The K-2 pistol that shoots the Makarov 9*18MM pistol bullet is unable to cause any damage to the torso where the bullet has the largest impact area!

In actual combat shooting, it is actually quite difficult to use a pistol to accurately hit a target as small as the head.

'well!'

Xia Ya sighed in her heart, and had to lower her body, using her small size to dodge everywhere.

In the park, except for tanks and rockery, no other obstacles could stop rifle bullets.

But these 'bunkers' could hide Xia Ya's body, making it impossible for the enemy to shoot accurately.

Of course, she was just lucky that she wasn't hit.

But people can’t always be lucky.

"Be careful!"

"Why are you suddenly yelling 'Get under cover'? Are you going to throw a grenade?!"

An armed man shouted, and under the cover of his teammates' firepower, he threw a grenade with the safety pin pulled out in the direction of Xia Ya!

The killing radius of this offensive grenade is as high as 5-10 meters. As long as it falls, Xia Ya will be dead or not.

"Damn it! I'm going to be killed!"

Xia Ya grabbed the plastic trash can next to her and used all her strength to swing it at the military green egg-shaped object falling from the sky in the corner of her eye!

"!!!"

In the shocked eyes of the militants, the grenade bounced back from the trash can.

There was no time to say anything other than "Fuck!"

It is also impossible to play the game of 'playing tennis' with grenades like in the comedy.

Several big men lay down instantly, fearing that they would die if they were a little slower!

"boom!"

There was no fire shooting up into the sky, only a loud bang.

Everyone's chest felt like being hit by a hammer, and their ears felt like a nest of hornets had taken up residence.

But there was no magical scene where the player picked up the grenade thrown by the enemy and threw it back to kill the enemy.

A plastic trash can is definitely not a good tennis racket.

And one grenade weighs 5 tennis balls.

If someone could really use a trash can to throw a grenade more than 30 meters away and return the same way, he would probably be able to lift a car.

Xia Ya was the person closest to the explosion. She could even hear the flying fragments and the whistling sound flying past her ears.

She didn't have time to be afraid, nor did she have time to check if she was hit by the shrapnel.

He drove on, and with his body shaken by the violent explosion, he stood up and shot at the group of militants.

But because the semicircular canals were affected by the explosion, the bullet she fired this time completely lost its accuracy.

What's even more terrible is that half of the 14 bullets in the K-2 pistol's magazine had been used up by its owner, and the remaining 8-9 bullets were also used up by Xia Ya.

The passion in your chest alone cannot defeat the enemy, nor can it save anyone.