Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1613

Chapter 1613 Bone Crushing and Ashes Scattering

"Young marshal, be careful."

Dewey noticed an abnormality on the helicopter and quickly pressed Joyce down, hiding behind the bulletproof glass.

Joyce's mind was fully on rescuing Otis and she did not notice the abnormality on the helicopter.

Even if she found out, it would be too late.

Rows of bullets swept over mercilessly, heading towards Otis.

With such random shooting, no gun skills were needed.

Even gods could not dodge.

She watched helplessly as Otis was shot. A large area of the sea surface was quickly dyed red with fresh blood.

The red sea water rose and fell with the waves.

By then the setting sun had turned red to the extreme, the sky was full of blood colors, and the huge sunset was left with only a small half, staggering on the sea, unable to support it.

The sky was much darker than before. The depressing gloom was about to come.

"Damn it." Dewey cursed, "Otis is dead."

On the speedboat, the automatic cable was still working, Otis was getting closer and closer to them, and the blood water was spreading towards them.

With the naked eye, Otis had been shot several times.

Joyce was completely furious. She wore high-powered binoculars and looked in the direction of the helicopter in the last light of the setting sun.

The cabin door was open.

It was that woman again. I had seen it when I rescued Justin.

Too far away, the sky was too dark to see clearly, I could only see the woman's black long skirt, flying constantly in the strong wind, like an evil black ribbon, dancing endlessly. Same as last time.

Although I didn't know who she was or what her background was.

But at the moment she must be taught a lesson.

Joyce's anger rose, and she picked up a sniper rifle next to her.

From picking up the gun, to aiming with binoculars, to firing, it only took a few seconds.

Because the helicopter had already exceeded the range of their M2 fire.

Although she had not received special sniper training, Cecelia had taught her some basics recently, and she picked it up quickly.

"Bang!" A bullet sped out swiftly in the last gleam of glow, heading straight for the flying helicopter.

The woman's head was blocked by the cabin door, and her exposed scapula was instantly pierced by a . 50-caliber bullet.

On the Blackhawk Helicopter.

"Ah!" A scream.

Accompanied by a scream, Athena painfully clutched her shoulder.

The power of the AWM was huge, directly piercing her scapula. Fortunately, her head was not exposed, otherwise a shot to the head would have made her a corpse.

Cloud was manually maneuvering the helicopter to glide close to sea level. Jumping into the sea now would not hurt them. And the remaining distance the helicopter glided, the vortex caused by the final crash into the sea would not suck them in. Everything was under his control.

Hearing Athena's painful cry, Cloud hurriedly turned his head to look. Seeing that she was injured.

He frowned, quickly abandoned the cockpit, came to the back seat, forcibly closed the cabin door and opened the other cabin door.

"Athena, hold on. There's no time to bandage, we have to jump now. Don't worry, I've called for nearby support, and we'll be there in five minutes. Get on board and we'll head straight to Rohomes."

There was no time to think much. Cloud dragged Athena and jumped into the sea.

They were wearing special clothes that automatically inflated upon contact with water and had GPS positioning systems. They would never get lost at sea.

When the icy sea water soaked Athena's body.

Athena gritted her teeth to endure the pain from blood loss and cold.

Both painful and awake.