"Get out of the way!" Before the opponent had time to notice, Zhuihun picked up his shoulder cannon and fired a shell through the window. Suddenly, several screams were heard in the distance.
Mu Xin, Zhi Xing and others immediately found a favorable shooting point, loaded their guns, and fired continuously at them.
The fierce battle lasted for more than twenty minutes. Gradually, their ammunition was almost exhausted, but the opponent's firepower did not weaken at all, but became more and more fierce. Suddenly, a shell accurately fired from the position where Zhuihun had just fired.
It came in and exploded like a provocation.
"Get down!" Zhuihun rushed over and pinned Mu Xin and Zhi Xing under him.
"Ah!" There were screams nearby, the church house trembled, and rocks fell from the roof from time to time, hitting everyone.
Outside the house, a blond man was carrying a single cannon, and the corners of his mouth were raised in a mocking manner. The scar on the left face looked a bit cold.
"If they don't come out, we'll blast them out!"
"yes!"
The surrounding mafiosi stepped up their offensive, pulled out grenades, and threw them inside. There were "boom, boom, boom" explosions inside the church, causing numerous casualties.
Zhuihun leaned against the wall, looking at the soldiers who were killed and injured around him, his eyes filled with ferocious blood. He knew that if this continued, they would not even have the last hope of escape. He immediately gave Yan Sheng
Jie sent the signal, then grabbed the weapon and stood up, "Mu Xin, go look for the back door! Zhi Xing, go see if you can find the basement!"
"good!"
The two immediately split up to look for it. There was not much time, and Zhixing ran back, "There is no basement, but there is a storage room, which is very hidden!"
"Okay, help the wounded there for now!"
"Yeah, I got it!" Zhixing immediately found some strong soldiers and carried in all the wounded lying on the ground.
At this time, Mu Xin hurried back and pointed to the left, "There is a back door there that leads directly to Nanbian Street!"
Zhuihun immediately made arrangements and picked out a dozen people to guard the front door, while Mu Xin led the other group to retreat.
Mu Xin shook her head desperately, "I won't leave! I want to be with you!"
"Mu Xin!" Xiao Su's eyes were red and his eyebrows were furrowed. Mu Xin was stunned. He clenched his pistol and said word by word, "Take the people and leave!"
Mu Xin bit her lip and squeezed her hands tightly, "I won't let you get hurt!"
After yelling, he no longer hesitated, listened to his words, took everyone else with him, and evacuated through the back door.
Zhuihun stared at her deeply, then looked back, his eyes were deep and sharp, and a sneer was raised on his cheeks. He concentrated all the firepower on people, creating a very violent illusion, which was used to cover for others to evacuate. As long as he could block it
Only by living here can Mu Xin and the others go further. As long as he is here, he will never let anyone hurt her!
On the other side, Zhixing brought all the wounded to the storage room. Suddenly there were two "booms". She quickly stabilized her body, arranged the people, and immediately returned.
"soul!"
Zhuihun turned his head and immediately shouted, "Weaver Star! There is a back door on the left, leave from there quickly!"
Zhixing's gaze was serious. Several gaps had been opened by bombs in front of her, and they were blocked by overcrowded seats. Almost everyone had set up two machine guns to contain the other's sight. She said nothing.
, picked up the gun on the ground and rushed to his side, without even looking at him, his eyes were full of determination.
"Damn! It's dangerous here!" Zhuihun roared, but Zhixing turned a deaf ear and said while setting up his gun, "Then what do you want me to do, abandon my friends? Sorry, I can't do that kind of thing! Spread the word.
, can also throw away people!" As she said that, she suddenly pulled the grenade from his waist, bit open the ring with her mouth, threw it out, and exploded with a "bang".
Zhuihun gritted his teeth and had no choice but to deal with her stubbornness. He frowned slightly and looked at the seven or eight people left. They had persevered until now, and he was afraid they wouldn't be able to resist for much longer. At this moment, Yuan Yuan
Another gunshot sounded from somewhere, fast and fierce, which disrupted Mi Zun's men. Zhi Xing lay down by the window and took a look, and suddenly said with joy, "It's Jie! He has brought people here!"
Zhuihun came over a few steps and took a closer look. Sure enough, Yan Shengjie rushed in with a commando team. Seeing the other party's panic, Zhuihun looked stern and shouted, "Quick, rush out, now!"
He jumped out of the gap, protected Zhixing, and ran quickly to the side. The gunshots in his ears were extremely fierce, and the bullets almost hit his scalp. Zhixing could no longer tell the direction, and could only passively follow Chaihun.
, there were several scratches on her clothes, and her hair was covered with a layer of sand and dust, making her look a bit embarrassed. Even when she was running for her life, her steps were not disordered. She had experienced long-term training and several injuries in a perverted place like an uninhabited island.
A narrow escape from death, for the current Zhixing, he had already developed a strong heart to face this kind of scene.
"Here!" Zhuihun pulled her and quickly hid behind an off-road vehicle, both of them panting violently.
Zhuihun stuck his head out and looked over there, "Zhixing, you stay here and don't move. I'll go find Kui! Wait for us!"
"Um."
Zhixing squatted there, observing his surroundings vigilantly from time to time.
Suddenly, a child's cry caught her attention. She turned around and listened carefully. Amidst the sounds of war, the child's cry was intermittent. Finally, she saw the child diagonally across the street sitting on the corner of the street.
He was crying non-stop, lying on the ground, and scratching around with his little hands.
Zhi Xing was also a mother, and when she saw this scene, she could not remain indifferent. Her heart skipped a beat, and she hunched over, then quickly ran to the other side of the road. Only then did she see clearly that it turned out to be a two or three-year-old boy.
A little girl with shoulder-length hair and two red bows tied in her black hair. She is very beautiful and cute. She has a round little face and has been crying for a long time. She calls "Mommy" in her mouth.
She didn't have time to think too much, she picked up the little girl and was about to leave. At this moment, several black guns were pointed at her.
Zhi Xing froze there, slowly raised her head, saw the US troops around her, her eyes flashed, and just as she was about to pull out her pistol, her hand was held down by someone.
"As long as you don't resist, we won't hurt you."
Hearing this familiar voice, Zhixing turned around suddenly, "Qing?"
Qing's face was expressionless, and he waved his hands to both sides, "Take it away."
Zhi Xing was held down. She stared at him with eyes full of fire, "When did you learn to be so despicable?"
Qing closed his eyes, switched to Chinese, and said softly, "The commander just wants to catch you and will not harm you. Moreover, leaving you in this city that is about to be bombed is the real danger."
Zhi Xing was startled, and his face suddenly lost all color, "What do you mean?"
Qing said no more, turned around and said, "Take her away."
The people on both sides were holding Zhi Xing and were about to leave. Zhi Xing suddenly turned around and just punched one person in the chin. She was punched hard in the stomach. Zhi Xing felt pain and subconsciously bent down.
He pointed the gun at her again.
Qing took a deep breath and said, "If you resist again, I will have no choice but to knock you out. Whether you want to wake up and follow us, or whether we will carry you back, it is your choice."
Zhi Xing straightened up and stared at him with narrowed eyes, "Are you the Qing I know?"
Qing remained calm and said calmly, "I only obey orders."
Zhi Xing almost bit her red lip and nodded, "Okay." She suddenly pointed to the little girl who was still sitting there, "I want to take her with me!" For such a young child to stay here, there is only one way to die.
Although Zhixing didn't know what her fate would be, she didn't want such a beautiful little life to end in her sight.
Qing looked at her deeply and nodded.
Zhi Xing picked up the little girl and coaxed her gently, "Don't be afraid, Auntie will protect you."
The little girl stopped crying, opened her big watery eyes, and looked at her in confusion. Her pale face was wrinkled and her mouth was flat. She stretched out her two dirty little hands and held her with dependence.
The skirt of his clothes, his small body completely retracted into Zhi Xing's arms.
A car rushed over, the engine pulled open the door, "Let's go."
Zhixing hugged the little girl, sat in the car, and turned his attention to the church. At this moment, a US military plane flew overhead, aimed at it and dropped a missile. The fire shot into the sky and the rumble was painful.
Her eardrums were broken, and in an instant only half of the church was left.
Zhixing looked over there nervously, worried. Will they be okay? Will Jie and Zhuihun be hurt?
Qing sat next to her, closed the car door, and said coldly, "Drive." The car immediately drove away quickly.
Bombs and gunshots were heard from time to time on both sides of the street, and chases and fights were also going on in the air. Muscat, which used to be clean, tidy, prosperous and beautiful, has been turned into a hell on earth by modern thermal weapons.
The little girl shrank her head and leaned against the star. Her big black eyes were full of fear. Perhaps she knew that the uncles with guns around her were bad guys. She was too frightened to cry out and could only let tears crawl all over her face.
, holding the Weaving Star tightly with her little hands.
Zhi Xing hugged her tightly, frowned, turned his head and stared at Qing next to him, and asked him in Chinese, "Tell me, can I still trust you?"
Qing pursed his thin lips and looked at her with deep and cold eyes. For a long time, he didn't say anything and just nodded.
Seeing his reaction, Zhixing finally felt relieved, turned his head, and looked out the window.