“Go back to the car, take your three colleagues, and get out of here.”Jeremy said to push Kevin, this action accidentally pulled the wound again, so that his grin.

“So what about you?”Kevin took the gun and looked at Robert and Jeremy.

“Robert’s no longer, and my injuries were almost impossible for me to move,” Jeremy loosened his hand on Robert’s wound, the black man had closed his eyes, his hand tugging on his clothes, and Kevin’s horn left a scarlet mark on the corner."I'll be with my brother, and if you can get back to Jason and you're going back fast enough, maybe I'll have a chance to live, but I don't have much hope, after all, it's harder than a $10 million lottery ticket."

“Then...” Kevin hesitated, finally nodded, picking up Jeremy’s gun and fleeing in the direction he had given him.

"Robert," Jeremy said, looking at Kevin's back and laughing miserably, "let's pray for the co-pilot together."

Robert was still motionless, and he lay on the bridge, his chest no longer feeling the ups and downs.The surrounding ground was stained red with blood, Jeremy could not tell which were Robert's blood, which were his own blood, a gust of wind, and the river ripples, Jeremy suddenly felt some cold, thighs and abdominal wounds, the pain was not as strong as before.

Jeremy’s face looked a little pale, and he raised his hand to the sweat he had inserted into his face, and found that his hands were cold, and his whole body began to grow feeble.Jeremy knew that it was too much blood loss, and he understood that breathing began to rush.

The things in front of him became a little blurred, and a sign of thirst came from Jeremy’s mouth, he licked his lips with his tongue, and his eyelids began to close slowly and unconsciously.

Moments before Jeremy closed his eyes, he saw several people walking out of a building that had never been far away, and that was the visitor center building that Robert had proposed to check.

“A bunch of bitches,” Jeremy murmured in a weak voice, and then his eyes darkened, and the whole man fell.

“Hey, save my companion, they’re hit by a bullet,” Kevin shouted excitedly as he came over several figures.

The people who came across the road approached each other, the four of them carefully approached Kevin's side, and several people's eyes fell on the gun Kevin was holding.

“I need your help, gentlemen,” Kevin beckoned to the man who came by.

“What do we need to do to shoot a few more?”One of the men who came came sneered, and his companion laughed.

Kevin paused for a moment, and immediately realized that these were the people who had just attacked them.He grabbed the gun around his neck and pointed to the four people opposite him and said, “That’s the gun you fired!”

"If you're smart, you should know that the smartest choice at this time is to put the gun down," said a fat man on the other side, his voice just dropped, and the four guns were brushed at Kevin.

“You... you!”Kevin was in a hurry, and his hands with the gun were trembling.

"Bob, count me to three," said the fat man, pointing to Kevin. "I'll give you only three seconds to think about it."

"Three," the bald black man wearing dark glasses skipped one and two and shouted out three directly.

“Oh, hey!”Kevin had already dropped his gun on the ground.

A few people across the street obviously taunted, the fat man with his eyes glare at the dark-sturel man, he just let the sunglasses men's newspaper just want to threaten Kevin, who knows that the sunglasses man will spoof at this time, directly shouting out the last number.What they did not expect was that Kevin actually lost his gun.

Several people looked at each other, and the black man walked over to pick up Kevin's dropped gun.

"M4 carbines," the strong man looked at the weapon he picked up, "the army's good stuff."

“I think we can talk, you see I’ve laid down my weapon,” Kevin said.

"You said just now that your companion was hit by a bullet," said the fat man, looking over the bridge in the distance, "and how many people were injured?"

“Two,” Kevin said, “the shooting just now was supposed to be a misunderstanding, isn’t it?”Gentlemen.”

"It's a misunderstanding," said the fat man, "my name is Derek, and I'm the security guard at this visitor center, all of them of mine."

“I’m Kevin, co-pilot of United Airlines,” Kevin heard the fat man named Derrick say it was a misunderstanding, and his heart was a little let go.

“Please come with me, my companion needs your help,” Kevin said to Derek, turning around and walking with the four men toward the bridge.

Derek came to the bridge and saw Robert and Jeremy lying on the ground, their camouflage combat uniforms, which made Derek's eyelids jump.

“Are they all still alive?”Derek asked doubtfully, and the two men on the ground seemed to him dead.

"I'm alive," Kevin nodded, "and please save him, as far as I know, there's a hospital across the bridge."

“Look at you, the gun is rotten,” Derek said, turning his head to the people.

He walked over and took the gun in his hand and pointed it at Robert and Jeremy’s head.

The shot put Kevin there.

"See no, learn from me, it's a blow to kill."Derek held up his pistol in front of him and blew smoke that didn’t exist at the muzzle of the gun.

“Are you not crazy!”Kevin glared at the blood-red eyes and yelled at Derek.

Derek stepped over the two bodies on the ground and walked over to Kevin’s face until his face was close to closing on Kevin’s.

“Watch your words,” Derek said coldly, and the stench in his mouth made Kevin somewhat omitting.

Kevin stepped back two steps at Derek's might, pointing to the body of his fellow man on the ground and saying, "You just said it was a misunderstanding, and then you killed them directly with a gun, what do you want to do?"

As soon as Kevin finished, he was punched by Ma Sheo in his face.While the black man stepped forward, a hook hit Kevin in the face of his right hand and almost flew out of the whole person.

Kevin fell to the ground, his head buzzing, his face a hot pain.He struggled to get up, only to find a gun pointing at his head.

“Who are you, and what are you doing here?”Derek crouched down and asked Kevin.

"You kill me," said Kevin, "and you don't want to know anything from me."

"All right, as you wish."Still the cold voice, Derek’s eyes squinted.

After a shot, Kevin touched a faint head and found that he was still intact in his neck.On the ground beside his head, a small pit appeared, and some dust had just been raised in the pit before it could fall back to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I missed," Derek put the muzzle on Kevin's head again. "We'll go on."

"I said, I said, please don't kill me."Kevin's courage just before crumbled with the shot instantly collapsed, when death passed, he once again felt alive, he began to be glad that he had not yet died.Derek continued to top the gun press that crossed his heart of faith, and he gave in.

“Who are you, and what are you doing here?”It is still the cold sound before, it is still the cold problem before.

“We were sick and we learned that there was a hospital here, and I and I came here looking for infusion equipment and medicine.”Kevin said nervously, afraid that Derek would kill himself if he was not satisfied.

“How many of you are here, the others?”Derek continued to ask, and he coloured his companions around him, signaling that they would begin to guard them.

“We have more than forty people, the rest of us at the Paheroochi Watchtower,” continued Kevin, who wanted to hide the information about the three of them in the car and also expect them to react with the gunfire on this side, preferably by car.

“How did you three get here?”Derek’s question is “Driving?”I guess it's not a walk."

“Where is the car parked?”The cold voice followed, burrowing into Kevin’s ear.

“ Outside the gate of the... Visitor Center,” the muzzle of the gun on top of his head was increased, and Kevin could only say where the truck was parked.

“Mahoe, you and Ian go outside the gate and search their cars,” Derek commanded the black man and the white skinny.

“Please don’t hurt the women in the car who are sick and need to come here for treatment and help.”Kevin could not hide, but begged.

“The woman?A few more!”The man with the light-headed sunglasses exclaimed excitedly, "I said I have peach blossoms in my eyes, and now it seems that even the sunglasses can't be covered, haha."

"Go and bring people," said Derek, "and women must live."

“You just said you had more than forty people, and you wouldn’t have scared me,” Derek asked, banging Kevin’s head with a gun.

“They were all soldiers at the Miami military base, and they worked with our airline on escort missions,” Kevin said. ”Sir, I’d like to say anything, please take the gun off my head, please take the gun off my head?”

“No, I think my gun loves your head, and it’s willing to hold your head,” Derek said.

"Behead, there are so many of them, that must have brought a lot of supplies," said Bob. "Look at the guys they have in their hands, it's all good things about the Army."

Robert’s gun was picked up by Bob, who hung it around his neck, and then held it in several positions that he thought was handsome.

“Who’s escorting?”Derek asked.

“A group of scientists at the Tampa Institute,” Kevin lay on the ground, his body as if he had been drained.His face was covered with dust, and he could see a co-pilot.

“It looks like a big catch,” Derek licked his lips and looked in the direction of the Paheucci lookout.