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    Yang Luo hurriedly put on the headset and heard Li Tao say: "Boss, where are you? I seem to have heard gunshots."

    Xu Hang then said: "I seem to have heard gunshots, southeast."

    Yang Luo and Guihu stood up and ran back. Yang Luo shouted as he ran: "Li Tao, Sun Manjiang, Zhou Hao, and Liu Yanpeng check the weapons. The others are on alert and on standby."

    "yes!"

    Everyone jumped out of the car. Han Weiguang, Long Xin, Zhang Longgang, and Yang Fengyun ran wildly in the four directions of southeast, northwest and southeast with sniper rifles. Then they climbed up the sand dune dozens of meters away, quickly dug out a sand pit with their hands, and then  He tied his wrists and ankles tightly to prevent the poisonous insects in the desert from getting into his body and getting bitten, then crawled into the sand pit and set up his sniper rifle.

    Li Tao threw the gun to Yang Luo, and the five people quickly ran in the direction of the gunfire.  At this time, the sun has risen and begun to exert its power, pouring its light and heat unstintingly on this land full of yellow sand, because the temperature of the earth's surface is gradually increasing, and the water vapor on the ground is gradually rising.  It rises up, twists and changes constantly, forming a strange and beautiful scene when viewed from a distance.  It seems to be telling everyone that this is my territory and you should be careful.

    Han Gang was covered in blood, lying on the ground with a pale face, his eyes closed tightly, his body was shaking, and the gunshot wound on his leg was still bleeding.  Beside him stood two men with headscarves covering their faces and holding aks.

    One of the men kicked Han Gang hard and cursed in a somewhat blunt Chinese: "Damn it, you ran away, why didn't you run away? I made it rain all night last night."

    The other person squatted down, grabbed Han Gang's hair, and pulled his head up; "Tell me which direction the other person is. If you tell me, I will not kill you for the sake of Allah."

    Han Gang felt that there was no warmth in his body. Even the sunshine in the sky, which could bake everything, made him feel no warmth at all.  Cold, just cold, as if I was in the coldest winter, my chapped lips unconsciously let out a dry and astringent moan, and my body was shaking.

    The guy standing there cursed: "Damn it, don't pretend to be dead." Then he kicked Han Gang hard and said, "Tell me which direction the other person is."

    Han Gang groaned and reluctantly opened his heavy eyes. The man, who was 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 180 kilograms, had been tortured into shape.  But a man's pride will not let him give in.

    Han Gang looked at the two people in front of him, grinned, bloodshot eyes flowed from his chapped lips, and said in a hoarse voice weakly: "You can't catch him, and I tell you, we will contact the headquarters on time every day,  After being missing for several days, the headquarters will definitely send someone in, and you won¡¯t be able to escape.¡±

    "Snapped!"

    The guy who grabbed Han Gang's hair slapped him hard: "We are the Eastern Mongolian Republican Army, soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles. Just because you, the People's Liberation Army, want to keep us, just dream."

    Han Gang stuck out his tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, looked at him contemptuously and said, "Bullshit Republican Army, just a bunch of rubbish. What else can you do besides causing destruction and a few bombings?"

    "Abulati, kill him, he won't live long anyway." The guy standing there said with murderous intent.

    Ablati stood up and said, "Huck, I'll leave it to you." After saying that, he walked towards an old jeep parked not far away.

    Huck put the muzzle of the gun on Han Gang's head: "You take a step first, and soon your friend will go to see you." After speaking, the finger on the trigger slowly tightened, covered by the gauze scarf.  There was a teasing expression on Zhu's face, "Goodbye, friend."

    Han Gang continued to smile, but his head began to feel heavy. He forced his eyelids to look at Huck, facing the black hole of the muzzle, his calmness was a bit scary.

    "Kill me, I will wait for you on the road to hell."

    "Snapped!"

    Han Gang received another slap on the face. Huck let go of his finger on the trigger and said with a grin, "You still keep talking even when you are about to die."

    Han Gang raised his proud face, "My name is Han Gang, please remember my name."

    I don¡¯t know why, but when Huck saw Han Gang¡¯s proud face and heard Han Gang¡¯s calm words, the corners of his eyes twitched.  This made him feel that if he let this person run away, it would definitely become his nightmare in the future.

    "Boy, please remember my name, Huck."

    Han Gang couldn't hold on any longer. He closed his eyes and his brain slowly lost consciousness.  He is a proud man, and this arrogance has penetrated deep into his bones. Even in the face of death, the proud smile has not disappeared from his face, and he still tenaciously supports his dignity.

    Abulati didn't hear the gunfire, so he stopped and turned around and shouted: "Huck, hurry up, we still have to chase him"?another person.  "

    Huck's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Goodbye!" After saying that, his finger on the trigger slowly tightened again.

    "boom!"

    There was a gunshot, and Han Gang, who was about to lose consciousness, suddenly shook his body, and his brain woke up again. Then he felt something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he saw a deep bullet hole in Huck's temple, with blood mixed with brain matter in the bullet hole.  flow out.  He knew someone was coming to save him, and wanted to laugh loudly, but his throat couldn't make any sound, and then his head sank and he fainted.

    When Ablati heard something wrong with the gunfire, he suddenly turned around and rushed behind a low sand dune on the right.  Then he slowly climbed up, raised his gun, and looked warily at the direction where the gunfire came from.

    Both Haq and Abu Lati are guerrillas who have survived and grown up from the war. They have been present in both the previous Afghan war and the ongoing Libyan civil war.  It can be said that the desert is their home, and they are absolutely experts in fighting and surviving in the desert.  That's why I reacted so quickly and calmly after hearing the gunfire.

    "Huh!"

    Yang Luo and Li Tao were lying on a sand dune. Zhou Hao let out a sigh as he looked at Abulati's swift movements.

    "This guy has definitely participated in actual combat, and he is also a master."

    Yang Luo raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth: "Looking at his outfit and the AK in his hand, he is probably an old friend of ours."

    Li Tao said: "Is it Dongtu?"

    Yang Luo nodded: "It's very possible."

    Sun Manjiang said: "Why did they come here? Could it be"

    "Yes!" Yang Luo said: "When it comes to our familiarity with the desert, we are not as good as those guys. How could the Freemasons and Skull and Bones not ask them for help."

    A madman¡¯s voice came from the headset: ¡°Boss, how many of them have you met? Do you want us to go over and provide support?¡±

    Zhou Hao said with a smile: "You just stay there honestly, there are only two of us in total, and we even solved one of them."

    Yang Fengyun sighed: "There are more wolves but less meat!"

    Liu Yanpeng looked at Han Gang lying there and suddenly said: "I don't know who that person is. Why did Dong|Dong suddenly arrest him?" After speaking, he was stunned and said, "It can't be Han Gang or Dahuang who is missing from the Secret Service."

    Yang Luo touched his chin, "It's very possible."

    Zheng Junyi's voice came: "Mr. Yang, are you sure it's them?"

    Yang Luo said: "How can I be sure? I haven't seen them."

    Sun Manjiang raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky: "Damn it, we can't lock him here. We have to think of a way quickly, or we'll have to be roasted by this damn sun."

    Yang Luo looked around: "You guys just stare here, I'll go around to the back and kill him." After saying that, he slowly crawled back a few meters, then stood up, bent over and ran wildly into the distance.

    Time passes quietly, and the whole world becomes quiet and depressing.  The sun in the sky was getting hotter and hotter, and Ablati began to slowly crawl backwards.  He still hasn't found the enemy's location. If he keeps lying here, the water in his body will slowly evaporate from the hot sunlight. When the time comes, he will be sunburned to death without the enemy killing him.

    And without knowing the number of enemies, he would not waste his time waiting to die.  The most important thing is to send back the information that the enemy has entered the desert.  So Abulati slowly squirmed patiently and gradually approached the jeep.

    Because of yesterday¡¯s sandstorm, there were sand dunes of different sizes everywhere.  And Yang Luo was like a wolf hunting in the desert. Taking advantage of the cover of these sand dunes, he ran wildly in the desert and quickly approached Abulati's side and rear.  After about ten minutes, Yang Luo suddenly threw his body towards a sand dune in front, then lowered his body and crawled forward quickly.

    Abulati didn¡¯t know that he had become a prey. In his mind, the desert was his home. Here he was the king and the hunter. No one or animal could bring him danger.

    Abulati's heart was very calm. Huck's death did not bring him much shock, or in other words, sadness.  A true warrior will never let his emotions control him, as that is very dangerous.  And if there is a war, there will be death. Countless brothers have fallen beside him over the years. He has long been numb, has seen through everything, and has long been prepared to die in battle for the victory of the Holy War.

    Slowly, the shadow of the jeep covered his body, and the damn sunlight was blocked out, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.  When he finally climbed to the side of the car, his heart suddenly palpitated. The sixth sense unique to professional soldiers told him that it was very dangerous now.

    Abulati didn¡¯t dare to move anymore, he just lay there and twisted slowly.He stretched his neck and carefully observed the surrounding situation.

    Yang Luo was lying more than thirty meters away. The desert camouflage on his body had merged with the surroundings. He was not worried about being discovered by the enemy.  But he didn't expect Abulati to be so alert, and his finger on the trigger relaxed.  When encountering such a field master, you must not shoot easily. You can only wait for the moment when the opponent relaxes his vigilance. What matters now is patience.

    Time passed in this depressing atmosphere. About twenty minutes passed. Abulai raised his left hand high, grabbed the door handle, and slowly opened the door.

    Yang Luo could clearly see the smile on Abulati's face. Yang Luo also smiled and pulled the trigger hard.

    "boom!"

    A soft gunshot rang out in the empty desert. Abu Laiti clutched the car door handle with his left hand. His eyes were so wide open that he was still staring ahead. Blood spurted out from his bullet-pierced head.  .

    "Snapped!"

    The hand holding the door handle dropped to the ground, and his body slowly stretched. At this moment, the smile on his face still did not disappear.

    Yang Luo's figure ran over quickly, and Li Tao and the others were also running here.
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