Yao Xiaojing deeply regretted her impulsive behavior. She did not expect that her willfulness would bring such devastating consequences. She just wanted to find Mu Feng in the jungle and work with him to rescue the detained team members. She wanted to
To fulfill her promise, she will be a brave warrior worthy of Mu Feng.
However, how could she have imagined that besides Mu Feng, there would be jackals, tigers and leopards in the jungle.
When she exhausted all her strength and was still hit by the cold muzzle of the gun aimed at the back of her head, she knew that she had made the lowest mistake. Not only did she fail to help Mu Feng, but she gave the enemy the greatest weight. Harris had always
If you want to harm her, it will be difficult for you to escape.
On the way back from being escorted, annoyance, unwillingness, and guilt took turns torturing her nerves, which were about to collapse. She wished she could smash her pig's head to see what was inside! She has a high IQ, a computer genius, and she is nothing like that.
She is a willful and stubborn troublemaker who gets into trouble all day long! She deserves to be arrested, she deserves to be tortured, and she deserves to end up like this. It would not be a pity for her to die a thousand times or ten thousand times, but she has harmed Mu Feng and the entire
The action team is the most unforgivable mistake in her life.
Just when she was thinking wildly and her fighting spirit was gradually disappearing, the 88 sniper's gunshots, like sounds of nature, woke her up.
The snipers of 530 never missed a shot. The terrorist who was escorting her was killed with one shot. Hot blood spattered on her face, and she realized that she was not alone.
Immediately, she was blocked in front of the terrorist and violently pushed behind the cover. She heard his rapid breathing and pounding heartbeat, and saw his brown eyes with dilated pupils due to fear, staring wildly at the yard.
Companion! He strangled her neck tightly with his hands, and kept cursing the Chinese special forces in the language of country F. Every time his eyes passed by the corpses in the yard, he couldn't help but increase his strength, wishing to pinch her all at once.
Kill this Chinese woman who brought them bad luck!
Yao Xiaojing was choked by him, and the pain in her throat was unbearable, as if it had been burned by fire. She stared helplessly at the blue-gray night sky, imagining Mu Feng's heart-warming smile, and recalling the time the two spent together.
Bits and pieces of happy life, beautiful hometown, unforgettable Y province, warm little home, kind parents, strong Mengmeng and his wife...
Her eyes gradually became blurred...
"#￥&*%%#@@#@#@!" The terrorist holding her seemed to suddenly wake up from a crazy state, cursing and letting go of the hand on her neck. He hit her hard
She threw her to the ground, stepped on her back with military boots as hard as iron, and hit her with a heavy gun butt.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, emanating from the terrorist whose head was shot by a 95-meter sniper. His body was stiff, lying on its side on the damp muddy ground with the gun in hand. His head was like a piece of
The pork was exploded, and blood from the brains was still flowing out.
She endured the severe pain and moved her body, trying to turn her face and look in the direction of the shooting.
But when she turned around, she was shocked.
I saw a 530 member being dragged to the ground by several terrorists and walking out of the foyer.
The moment their eyes met, Yao Xiaojing's heartstrings trembled. She saw the unbelievable pain in the eyes of the special forces, the tough man who never blinked in the face of the torture of the terrorists, and the weakness under the butt of the terrorists' guns.
The woman's eyes instantly turned red.
This is their sister-in-law...
She is the beloved lover of their team leader and the female expert respected by all their team members. How could she suffer the same treatment as him?
He jumped up and angrily hit the terrorist who was pulling him.
Yao Xiaojing was speechless and could only struggle desperately, telling him with her eyes: Don't be impulsive! Stay calm! Don't be impulsive!
But how could a bloody soldier remain calm in such a situation? His brave and reckless resistance aroused the anger of the terrorists. They kicked him in the head with their hard boot toes and said harsh words quickly.
Cursing him, some even pulled him up from the ground and hung him on a hook used to shoot prisoners in front of the building.
The hook was extremely sharp, shining with a soul-stirring cold light in the dim light.
No--------------
don't want-------------
Tears rolled down Yao Xiaojing's eyes as she watched these inhuman demons forcefully penetrate the flesh and blood of the special operations team member with their sharp hooks and hang him in mid-air. Blood dripped down his stiff and twisted body.
It fell, his eyes widened in anger, his teeth bit his lip, and he did not even let out a weak moan.
The pain penetrates into the bone marrow and the liver and intestines are severed.
Yao Xiaojing's heart seemed to be torn apart, blood and tears filled her vision.
She screamed wildly, her mind was in chaos, and she tried her best to rush over to save him. But the devil who pressed his foot on her actually raised the black gun butt and hit her again!
"Stop------------" a familiar voice suddenly sounded, stopping the terrorists from committing atrocities.
"Pull her in!" Behind the shelter in the foyer, Harris, the hacker scum wanted by the FBI for more than ten years, suddenly appeared in front of her.
Yao Xiaojing was dragged in, and she stared at him, her eyes quickly filled with blood mist.
Harris...
You heinous devil...
You bastard who deserves to go to hell...
She opened her eyes angrily, and like a wounded little leopard, she suddenly broke away from the terrorist's grasp and rushed towards Harris.
"Uh...Uh uh..." With her arms and mouth tied, she could only kick him desperately with her long legs...
Harris smiled coldly, stretched out his long arms to hold her, and with a twist, she was firmly locked in his arms without the ability to resist.
His breath brushed against her ear, and he whispered in a devilish voice: "Suzuran, we meet again!"