Five soldiers remained at the second rendezvous point. They were to guard the weapons and vehicles, and upon receiving the retreat order, drive through the checkpoint to provide backup. The vehicles were crucial for escaping the anti-government forces' territory; otherwise, relying solely on foot, they might not even reach K City by dawn.
Three of the five soldiers were Li Zhongyuan's team members, and the other two were Wang Jin and Zhang Junpeng. The rest of them carried weapons and ammunition and began to march into the desert. They had to walk for nearly fifty minutes to reach the sand valley, and then spend some time planting bombs and finding the best sniping positions. Time was very tight, and the sun had already set, making the journey even more difficult without light.
After bypassing the third checkpoint and dodging two waves of patrolling dune buggies along the way, they finally arrived at the Sand Valley on time. It was actually an oasis town in the desert, with over a dozen oil wells on its outskirts. However, these wells had long been abandoned after the outbreak of the civil war, except for one that was still burning. This bathed the entire town in a red glow throughout the night, making the assassination of Bazafi even more difficult without the cover of darkness.
The oasis was nestled between two sand dunes, with anti-government forces guarding both the front and rear exits of the valley. They had watchtowers and machine gun emplacements, with at least a platoon of troops stationed there, making a direct assault impossible. The group quietly climbed the sand dunes. Below, at the edge of the oasis, armed men patrolled with police dogs; they would detect anyone attempting to cross the dunes.
Yang Shiqi said to Li Zhongyuan, "We'll go to the other side of the sand dune; you guys stay here."
Li Zhongyuan said, "You'd better realize how difficult the mission is. If you fail to successfully plant the bomb, you'll bear the brunt of the responsibility if the mission fails, and even your grandfather can't cover that up for you."
Yang Shiqi sneered, "Don't worry, I'll say it again, it's still uncertain who will help whom. I just hope your sniper won't let us down. After the mission is complete, we'll retreat separately. I'll leave you three cars; whether you can get back to K City is up to you."
Li Zhongyuan slammed his fist into the sand fiercely: "Don't talk so big! No one will come to save you when the time comes!"
Zhao Qiang led his seven men on a long detour before finally arriving at the other side of the sand dune. At this point, less than fifty minutes remained before the meeting was scheduled to begin. Figures could already be seen moving about in the open-air meeting area. If they didn't go in and plant the bomb soon, it might be too late.
Yang Shiqi peeked out to observe for a moment, then retreated. The group split into four groups, each huddled in a different sandpit. Yang Shiqi nestled in Zhao Qiang's arms, asking, "Zhao Qiang, how do we get in? Through the air? The defenses are too tight."
Zhao Qiang nodded: "Give me the bomb. That damn abandoned well will expose aerial targets. If we can find a way to extinguish it, or at least extinguish it for a while, that would be great."
Yang Shiqi said with difficulty, "But the gas well has very high pressure, and we simply cannot operate it."
Zhao Qiang said, "There's no other way. I can only be careful. You stay here and don't act rashly. No matter what happens to me down there, I can protect myself, but you can't expose your position too early."
Yang Shiqi nodded: "I understand. You must be careful. I'll wait for you to come back."
Zhao Qiang turned back down the sand dune. The light was too bright there; leaping into the air from here would be dangerous. He had to be cautious. This was his first mission in S country. If he couldn't even complete this mission, the plan to establish Yang Shiqi's unit's reputation would be impossible to carry out.
After checking the bombs inside his backpack and confirming they were safe, Zhao Qiang pushed off the sand with his running shoes. The anti-gravity device activated instantly, propelling him into the air like a cannonball. Knowing that any sound in the air would attract the attention of the ground-based militants, Zhao Qiang could no longer use the recoil from his compression gun for propulsion. However, he had another treasure, one that even Yang Shiqi didn't possess: modified running shoes.
Zhao Qiang added two small propulsion devices to the soles of his shoes, drawing inspiration from the design principles of the aircraft used by Big Beard and his crew. These devices utilize super-energy batteries to provide thrust to the weightless body in the air. However, this technology is currently difficult to master; even Zhao Qiang's super biochip is not easily controlled, so equipping Yang Shiqi with such a device is out of the question.
Floating through the air, Zhao Qiang cautiously observed the ground. The flames from the gas wells were terrifyingly high, and the sky over the sand valley was a deep red. Zhao Qiang's flight made him easily detectable, and he also didn't want Li Zhongyuan to see him. However, his current altitude was too high for either Li Zhongyuan or the ground-based militants to see that far.
However, once Zhao Qiang lowered his altitude, his body became exceptionally conspicuous in the air, which even he himself felt was inappropriate. Anyone looking up could spot him, and a volley of bullets would be very dangerous. Therefore, he had no choice but to quickly gain altitude again. Zhao Qiang circled the sand valley twice, consuming a significant amount of energy from his super-energy battery, but finding a perfect opening to land was proving extremely difficult.
Li Zhongyuan, holding binoculars, observed the sand dunes opposite. He could previously see Yang Shiqi peering into the valley, but later he couldn't see any movement from their side. Li Zhongyuan grew impatient, grabbing a handful of sand and throwing it behind him. A special forces soldier reassured him, "Battalion Commander, don't worry. It's not our fault this mission failed; they failed to plant the bomb. If we can snipe Bazafi, we can claim the credit and also file a complaint against them."
Li Zhongyuan said, "I still hope to complete the mission successfully, otherwise my grandfather will scold me to death when I get back. This would be a disgrace to his special decapitation strike unit and would affect his position in the Central Military Commission."
The special forces soldier who spoke said, "Actually, the battalion commander doesn't need to worry too much. We've already deployed snipers. As long as Bazafi dares to come out, we're more than 80% confident we can take him out. Even without bombs, he won't live long."
Li Zhongyuan said, "That would be for the best. The reason I insisted on planting the bomb, besides the possibility of killing Bazafi and creating chaos to facilitate our retreat, was also to cause some trouble for that woman surnamed Yang. I don't want her to think that we can get away with this so easily, that she can gain prestige without putting in any effort or shedding any blood? She's dreaming."
The special forces soldier said, "Yes, Battalion Commander, although you also come from a prominent family, you've been fighting and risking your life in the army since you were a child. How can those female soldiers compare? The world in China is truly too dark. With your military achievements, Battalion Commander, you're more than qualified to be a general."
Li Zhongyuan chuckled foolishly: "Alright, keep an eye on things below. I want to see how that transvestite Yang Shiqi will plant the bomb. There's been no movement yet, and there are less than forty minutes left. If we delay any longer, there will be more and more people in the venue, and then it will be even more difficult to plant the bomb. I don't think she can complete this mission at all."
The special forces soldier said, "Unless they grow wings and can fly, don't even think about getting in."
Li Zhongyuan was taken aback: "Fly? Did you notice that they seemed to be flying when they landed?"
The special forces soldier was also taken aback: "Battalion Commander, you're not serious, are you? Although your reminder makes it seem plausible, it's simply impossible. It violates the laws of nature, unless they used tools, but we haven't found any."
Li Zhongyuan said, "Never mind that. Get the snipers ready. Once Bazafi appears in sight, they must snipe him immediately without any hesitation."
Zhao Qiang finally realized that if he rashly descended from the air, he would be detected. However, if he climbed down the sand dune, the bare sand slope would be extremely conspicuous under the firelight, and his every move would be detected by the armed men patrolling with police dogs. Therefore, he had to create an opportunity for himself; otherwise, planting the bomb would be impossible.
Zhao Qiang arrived near the gas well outside the sand valley. The powerful pressure spewed forth towering gas, burning relentlessly. If it were to go out, his children would probably be old enough to run errands by now. Zhao Qiang walked around the well a few steps, thinking that if he could increase the flames and create an explosion, perhaps he could attract the militants out of the sand valley, allowing him to successfully infiltrate and plant the bomb.
Covering a gas well with one's bare hands is impossible, but Zhao Qiang possesses energy. While energy may sound intangible, in Zhao Qiang's world, it is tangible; otherwise, how could he utilize it to modify and repair it? Energy is a tangible tool to him. Utilizing his brain's powerful programming and computational abilities, Zhao Qiang can control and complete any task using energy. Energy is like a giant hand, which can also be broken down into countless smaller hands, performing actions that humans simply cannot achieve.
The flames that had been leaping upwards were suddenly covered by an invisible hand, so vast that it completely enveloped the gas well. The flames vanished abruptly, plunging the surroundings into darkness! Everyone's eyes couldn't adjust, experiencing temporary blindness, even Li Zhongyuan and the others hiding on the sand dune.
The sudden loss of the red glow over the sand valley startled everyone; it was completely unexpected. But someone quickly realized, "Something's happened to the gas well! Go check it out!"
Flashlights were on, and the patrol team, leading their police dogs, ran towards the gas well. Just seconds later, a deafening explosion rocked the area. The gas trapped underground exploded, completely destroying the original well. The unrestrained natural gas gushed out even more forcefully, easily reignited by a single spark. Whoosh! A towering flame rose again, brighter and higher than before! In fact, this was only a nearly depleted gas well; otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easily contained, and the explosion's radius would have been much wider, forcing the oasis to be abandoned.
The sudden flash of light and the explosion drew almost all the soldiers in the sand valley's attention, and even the patrolling guard dogs were diverted to the area. No one noticed the dark figure skimming the ground like a gust of wind, disappearing without a trace. The shadowy figure seemed to vanish into thin air, its movements swift and unpredictable. The shadowy figure was now a blur of motion, its movements swift and unsettling. The shadowy figure seemed to disappear into thin air ...
Volume 2 [352] Assassination
The noisy crowd watched the burning gas well from a distance, but found nothing, concluding that the well had exploded due to instability. The patrolling militants returned to their posts, and the crowd at the meeting hall grew. High-wattage light bulbs illuminated the area around the hall, and vehicles continued to drive in from outside the valley, stopping directly beside the open-air meeting place. Groups of black men in military uniforms disembarked; their expressions were fierce, and their strong muscles exuded explosive power.
Li Zhongyuan carefully observed through night-vision binoculars, but didn't see Bazafi appear. He figured Bazafi would arrive at the last minute; now wasn't the time. He also didn't know if the bomb had been planted. The earlier gas well explosion had drawn his attention away from the changes in the meeting room, but Yang Shiqi hadn't contacted him, indicating the bomb had been delivered to the sand valley. Whether it was buried in the meeting room was uncertain.
Zhao Qiang had returned to Yang Shiqi's side sometime earlier. Yang Shiqi nervously watched the situation in the meeting room. Liu Jia and the others had already taken out the electromagnetic guns, replaced them with high-explosive warheads, and prepared to fire. High-explosive warheads are specially manufactured weapons of mass destruction. They explode upon encountering an obstacle, splitting into dozens of smaller warheads from the parent warhead. Under normal circumstances, a single hit to the head with such a high-explosive warhead can blow a person's head off. The smaller warheads that scatter also possess considerable force; even after blowing off a person's head, they can still penetrate a person's body.
"Zhao Qiang, do you think Bazafi will come? Doesn't he consider that the government forces might send troops to launch a surprise attack?"
Zhao Qiang also had no answer to Yang Shiqi's question, saying, "I don't know, we can only wait."
As the meeting time, as indicated by intelligence, drew closer, few vehicles remained in the sand valley, and the open-air meeting place was packed with people. An explosion at this point would have had an extremely devastating effect; Li Zhongyuan's request to plant a bomb stemmed from this consideration of its high destructive power.
At this moment, someone stepped onto the makeshift platform and said something, and the crowd erupted in shouts, resembling the fervent and magnificent atmosphere of student movements before liberation. The crowd raised their guns as if taking an oath, almost as if they were about to fire into the air in salute.
A black man wearing a headscarf walked into the open-air venue surrounded by a crowd. He walked steadily and waved his arms firmly. The crowd in the venue spontaneously parted to make way for him, shouting and cheering. Yang Shiqi said, "This must be Bazafi, right?"
Zhao Qiang zoomed in with his X-ray glasses, then, still unsure, pulled out a photo from his pocket and compared the two. He said, "I can't tell the difference yet, but isn't Bazafi a bit too audacious? Even if he's popular, he shouldn't be showing himself so openly."
Yang Shiqi said, "Who cares? If he dares to come out, we dare to assassinate him. Comrades, listen up, you should aim at other leaders, not Bazafi. Leave Bazafi to Li Zhongyuan, we won't fight him for him. Effectively killing the target group is our mission for this infiltration!"
If everyone competes with Li Zhongyuan for the right to assassinate Bazafi, the anti-government forces will ultimately benefit. We must seize this rare opportunity and do our utmost to eliminate them!
Li Zhongyuan had already pinpointed Bazafi's head. There were still three minutes until the scheduled time for the open-air meeting. Of course, the open-air meeting was just a way for Bazafi to boost morale; if they really wanted to discuss strategies for attacking K City, they needed a quiet environment. Such a noisy environment wouldn't allow them to come up with any plans.
Including the sniper rifles of two other special forces soldiers, a total of three guns were pointed at Bazafi. At that moment, he pressed his hands down, signaling the crowd to quiet down. His firm gaze convinced everyone in the meeting room, and instantly, all was silent.
Two snipers gave Li Zhongyuan a "K" sign, signaling that he could fire. The two special forces soldiers were to fire two more shots at Bazafi after Li Zhongyuan fired to ensure a successful outcome.
Li Zhongyuan muttered something under his breath, then pulled the trigger hard. His eyebrows shot up, and the bullet fired with a bang. Even with a silencer, the sound was still quite piercing. The patrol team on the edge of the oasis immediately looked up in their direction.
Bang, bang! The other two special forces soldiers who heard the gunshots also fired. Two bullets followed closely behind Li Zhongyuan's bullet. Bazafi had just finished three sentences of his speech, "...we have achieved a phased victory, and the government forces have been completely suppressed..." Thud! The bullet pierced Bazafi's ear and then exited from the other side!
Bazafi's body jolted, and before he could fall, a second and third bullet struck, creating two bloody holes in his chest. Panic filled Bazafi's eyes; Li Zhongyuan couldn't see this, but Zhao Qiang and the others saw it clearly. Despite being a formidable leader, he couldn't escape terror in the face of death. All the bullets hit him, and although the holes weren't as pronounced as those from Zhao Qiang's weapon, it would be a miracle if he hadn't died from such attacks.
There were still two minutes until the timed bomb detonated, but Li Zhongyuan wasn't foolish enough to rely solely on time; that was just one method. He gave a low command to the special forces soldier beside him: "Detonate!" The soldier, holding the remote control, pressed the button sharply.
Boom! Boom! Explosions echoed throughout the venue, the dust and sand blinding everyone. The entire valley was shrouded in a sandstorm. Only then did Zhao Qiang and the others, who had observed Bazafi being shot, each fire a bullet. Of the local leaders they had targeted, only a third fell. The rest were obscured by the sandstorm, some were blown into the air, their bodies mangled into dozens of pieces. Even with ten thousand people protecting them, it was useless; the power of the bombs was beyond what human flesh and blood could withstand.
"G, G, G!" Li Zhongyuan shouted the order. Two gunners opened fire on the meeting place in Shagu with their machine guns, while the others began to run in the designated evacuation direction. At the same time, the radio contacted the team guarding the vehicle, ordering them to come and meet them immediately. They had to break out of Bazafi's territory, or they would really die here.
Yang Shiqi was still somewhat unsatisfied: "No way, it's over so quickly? The anti-government forces are nothing special. What kind of loyal guards are they? We didn't even see them."
Killing someone is actually quite easy. Even if that person is heavily protected, unless they are a monster like Iron Man or Spider-Man, a small bullet will take their life. No matter how talented they are in politics or the military, it doesn't mean they are invulnerable to bullets.
Zhao Qiang shoved Yang Shiqi: "Stop talking, retreat with everyone, I'll cover the rear."
Yang Shiqi didn't argue. Zhao Qiang could fly easily thanks to his anti-gravity device, so he wasn't afraid of being trapped. She wanted to lead the other soldiers involved in the operation to escape. Judging from the retreat route, they were at a disadvantage, being on the other side of the sand dune, and would have to run at least six miles more sandy road than Li Zhongyuan and the others. However, with the aid of running shoes, Yang Shiqi and the others didn't consider this difficulty a problem. They took off running, each step covering more than three meters, and hurried back along the way they came.
Zhao Qiang waited patiently for the dozens of men to emerge from the sandstorm, then watched them climb the sand dunes. Scanning them until they were within range of his compressed firearms, Zhao Qiang fired a shot. Those militants who were climbing with their heads down exploded instantly, their blood splattering conspicuously on the sand. Those outside the kill zone were thrown down the dunes like hedgehogs by the blast wave, unable to climb back up immediately. They could only turn around and rush out through the two valley entrances.
Wang Jin and Zhang Junpeng, each driving an SUV, heard the loud explosion. They immediately climbed into the driver's seat and started the engine. At the same time, the team members who remained behind received Li Zhongyuan's order. He honked the horn, and the car sped onto the road, with the other vehicles following suit.
Because of a shortage of manpower and the lack of machine gunners on board, the five vehicles could only rely on their superior off-road capabilities to break through the checkpoint. The drivers steered with one hand on the wheel and fired rifles with the other. The militants were not very combat-effective, and their attention was drawn to the explosion in the sand dune, so they were wiped out before they could even put up a fight. The five off-road vehicles sped away in a cloud of dust.
Li Zhongyuan was panting heavily. Running in the sand was no easy task. The soft sand sank deep underfoot, and every step required a lot of effort. Fortunately, the anti-government militants chasing them hadn't gotten into their vehicles yet, otherwise he would have been in great danger. Just when Li Zhongyuan and the others were exhausted, they suddenly saw Yang Shiqi and the others run past them like a gust of wind. Each of them took a very long stride, at least two and a half meters!
Li Zhongyuan's team members were so engrossed in watching that they forgot to keep running. One of them asked, "Battalion Commander, am I seeing things? How can they run so easily and so fast!"
Li Zhongyuan was even more surprised: "How the hell should I have known! No wonder they dared to turn to the other side of the sand dune, they were fearless! We were nearly three kilometers behind, but they caught up in less than five minutes?"
As Yang Shiqi ran easily across the sand, she turned back and said, "Run! The enemy is catching up!"
Li Zhongyuan suddenly realized what was happening, let out a roar, and continued running. Behind him, a group of team members, including Yang Shiqi, were panting heavily as they led the way. Along the way, two anti-government armed groups attacked from both sides. Liu Jia and Ma Dahong each led their squads to defend one side, running and firing simultaneously with surprisingly high accuracy. Watching the anti-government armed men fall one by one, Li Zhongyuan's men were even more incredulous. Such high accuracy while shooting on the move was simply unimaginable! None of them could achieve that level!
Ahead was a checkpoint on the outskirts of Shagu. The original road had been dug out, creating a large pit more than three meters wide. A makeshift bridge had been built over the pit, presumably for light vehicles to cross. Perhaps having heard the explosion in Shagu, the militants at the checkpoint removed the makeshift bridge.
The waiting vehicle hadn't arrived yet. Yang Shiqi, running at the front, leaped across the crater, simultaneously firing her rifle at the armed men to her left and right. Although some bullets occasionally struck her, they were negligible thanks to her armor and protective clothing.
Liu Jia and his men followed suit, leaping over the checkpoint. Of the dozen or so men at the checkpoint, they eliminated six or seven in the rush. The remaining men, seeing the overwhelming force of their opponents, threw down their weapons and fled. Meanwhile, the pursuers had boarded vehicles, and machine guns on board began firing at Li Zhongyuan's men. Li Zhongyuan had already run seven or eight li (approximately 3.5-4 kilometers) and was now completely out of breath. He was the first to reach the sandpit and, like Yang Shiqi and the others, leaped with all his might. However, this rapid run on the sand had almost completely exhausted him. His foot slipped at the edge of the sandpit, and he lurched backward, falling into the sand with a thud.
Volume 2 [353] Breakthrough
Li Zhongyuan cried out inwardly, "Oh no!" He had already fallen into the sandpit. The pit was quite deep, more than three meters deep, so deep that even his head couldn't stick out. The bullets chasing him from behind couldn't hit him anymore, but climbing out would be difficult for Li Zhongyuan. The pit walls were supported by wooden planks, but the planks weren't sturdy. When Li Zhongyuan pulled, a piece broke off, and a large amount of sand rushed down on him, covering him in dust.
The other team members followed suit, imitating Li Zhongyuan's jumps. Only two succeeded; the rest landed in the sandpit behind him. This group was too impatient. They only needed to run another two hundred meters or so to bypass the roadside ditch. They probably overestimated their remaining stamina. An ordinary person would have collapsed from exhaustion after such a long run.
The two team members who successfully jumped over the sandpit were quite considerate; they immediately turned back to pull Li Zhongyuan and the others out. Perhaps they pulled too hastily, because the pit walls weren't very sturdy, and the supporting wooden planks suddenly broke, causing the sandpit to collapse. The two men fell in with them, now completely trapped. If the militants threw in a grenade, they would be instantly killed.
After Yang Shiqi and the others jumped over the pit, they had completed their defensive setup. On their way here, three armored vehicles sped after them, each equipped with a heavy machine gun. The piercing sound of the machine gun fire was deafening. Fortunately, there was cover at the checkpoint; otherwise, Liu Jia and the others would have been in great danger. Their protective suits were no match for Yang Shiqi's armor.
Yang Shiqi pulled out her electromagnetic gun and ordered, "Eliminate the pursuers! We can't let the enemy chase us around. This will also do Li Zhongyuan a small favor, so he won't call us a burden again."
Xu Changhe, Xu Qing, and Zhan Tiannan also switched to electromagnetic guns. Each of them selected a target. Yang Shiqi fired first, firing a high-explosive warhead. With the aid of X-ray glasses, she hit the front of the car. Boom! The car plunged into a roadside ditch amidst the explosion. The other two cars were also hit; one caught fire—Xu Qing had fired an incendiary grenade. The clothes of more than a dozen militants were set ablaze, and they rolled around on the sand screaming in agony.
While firing at the armed men escaping from the vehicle, Yang Shiqi ordered Liu Jia, "Find a way to get Li Zhongyuan and the others out! I've never seen such stupid special forces soldiers before; they were even smug about it."
Liu Jia and Lu Yuming dragged up the makeshift bridge beside them, using all their strength to push it into the sand pit. With the help of this makeshift bridge, Li Zhongyuan and the others finally got up. By this time, Yang Shiqi had already blown up most of the pursuing armed men. You have to understand, it was nighttime, how could they see the enemy in the distance? Li Zhongyuan racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. If it was because they were wearing night vision goggles, then Yang Shiqi and the others were clearly just wearing ordinary glasses with transparent lenses!
Having temporarily repelled the first wave of pursuers, Yang Shiqi put away her electromagnetic gun. The gun's retractable barrel intrigued Li Zhongyuan, and the immense power of its bullets only fueled his envy. Li Zhongyuan pointed to the electromagnetic gun at Yang Shiqi's waist, but before he could ask, Yang Shiqi cut him off: "Don't ask anything, because I won't tell you. Like I said before, you have no right to question our weapons and equipment."
Li Zhongyuan's face turned red with embarrassment, and after a long pause, he finally managed to say, "Thank you. If you hadn't driven back those three cars, we would be in danger now."
Yang Shiqi chuckled coldly: "Luckily, we didn't drag you down with us. Otherwise, if we were the ones who fell into the pit, I don't know if you would have helped us. You'd probably be squatting by the pit right now, making sarcastic remarks."
Li Zhongyuan chuckled awkwardly, "How could that be? We'll definitely save them. But I don't understand how you guys ran so easily. You know this is sandy ground; even we well-trained people can't handle it, but you guys seem to be walking without any effort."
Yang Shiqi said, "The pursuers will be here soon. At a time like this, you still have the mind to ask these questions? Are you leaving or not? If not, we're not going to keep you company."
Li Zhongyuan glanced at his slumped team members; they were indeed exhausted, including himself. Escaping for one's life was a highly skilled art, and not everyone could run several kilometers without batting an eye. "You guys go first. We'll wait here for the pick-up vehicle. I just contacted them; they should be here in five minutes at most."
Yang Shiqi didn't waste any more words with Li Zhongyuan and continued running forward with Liu Jia and the other five. One of Li Zhongyuan's special forces soldiers was still panting heavily: "Battalion, Battalion Commander, what do we do?"
Li Zhongyuan was still somewhat shaken. If it weren't for Liu Jia's help, he would still be crawling in the sandpit. Although they could definitely get out, combat is a race against time. If Yang Shiqi hadn't destroyed the pursuing vehicle, every second they stayed in the sandpit would have been extremely dangerous. Therefore, his earlier "thank you" was truly heartfelt.
Li Zhongyuan pointed to the checkpoint's bunker: "We've secured a favorable position and are waiting for the vehicles to provide support. Even if we run a few more minutes, this short distance is insignificant to the pursuers. By the way, you see, Bazafi should be dead."
One special forces soldier said, "I'm sure he's dead. He was shot three times. If he can't die from that, we don't need to kill him anymore, because he's an unkillable man."
After running another kilometer, Yang Shiqi and her group encountered a waiting vehicle. There seemed to be few enemies blocking their way, and all five vehicles were intact. Li Zhongyuan's team members didn't see Li Zhongyuan and his group, so after asking around, the car sped off again. Yang Shiqi said to her team members, "Everyone get in the car, let's move to the back."
Liu Jia and Ma Dahong asked nervously, "Company Commander, aren't we waiting for Zhao Qiang?"
Yang Shiqi said, "He will catch up. The key is that we need to get out of here safely first. Let's drive!"