The thin figure dragged a heavy machine gun and staggered forward...
Suddenly, his foot was tightly wrapped by something black...
He opened his mouth to the limit, and he could feel a strong burning sensation around his mouth, but he suppressed the scream in his throat and hit the thing on his feet with the machine gun in his hand.
"Ah... Nai..." An extremely weak call successfully stopped his machine gun.
He was startled, then quickly dropped the machine gun, squatted down, and dug up the thick rotten leaves on the ground with his bare hands.
Finally saw it.
It's Mowen, a member of the guerrilla team, his good friend, and a survivor...
After digging Mowen out from underneath and checking that he had no fatal injuries, Anai let out a long breath, and then, like Mowen, he fell softly on the damp and smelly leaves.
"I thought I was going to die." Mo Wen touched the itchy thing on his face and found that his hands were wet, and then he realized that he was crying.
Anai hummed in response.
The battle just now was too fierce. There were a total of twenty people in their team, and eighteen of them died. Most of them were killed by poison gas. The other few veterans who occupied the gas masks were hit by stray bullets later.
Died one after another.
Although the surroundings were completely silent, Anai's ears were still filled with the deafening sound of shelling. His ears seemed to have become accustomed to these rumbling noises. When it suddenly became quiet, he felt uncomfortable...
The same goes for Morwin.
He is two years older than Anai. He is a good friend who grew up in an alley and was captured as a soldier together.
Unlike Anai, he has a beautiful sister who can take care of his elderly parents. There are only two people in his family: he and his grandma. If he dies, how will his grandma live?
So, when the war started, he found this depression and hid himself in it. When the poisonous gas came in, he held his breath, and relied on the breath-holding skills he had practiced with Anai in the water when he was a child, and he managed to survive until now.
Fortunately, he didn't die, and neither did Anai...
After a while, Mowen asked Anai: "What are you thinking about, Anai?"
Anai said: "I miss my father, my mother, and my mother."
When mentioning A Miao, the corners of Mo Wen's mouth couldn't help but turn up.
The smiling face of a well-behaved and smart little girl appeared in front of him. A Miao was a kind girl, very lively and sensible, and very popular in the alley.
Anai is very good to his sister A Miao. He always carries a photo of the brother and sister in his chest pocket.
"What should we do?" Mowen thought of the most practical question.
When encountering problems that cannot be solved, Mowen will always rely on Anai, who is two years younger than him. Because Anai is different from ordinary boys. In addition to being brave, he is also very smart. It is he who tells himself not to do anything when encountering disasters.
The most important thing is to panic and think of ways to save your life.
Anai didn't answer him immediately.
He bit into a piece of herb with a sweet root, frowning and thinking about the problem. He sucked the root until it was tasteless, then spit it out and sat up.
He looked at Mowen, his eyes were surprisingly bright.
"Let's go find that plane!"
Mo Wen was stunned, as if frightened by his words, and couldn't recover for a long time.
"Which plane..."
"It was the plane that flew to the military airport yesterday! It was said to be from China. There were many people inside, but it was controlled by bad guys. They were locked in and couldn't get out," Anai said.
"What are we doing looking for a plane? We might as well go home!" Mowen couldn't figure it out.
Anai glanced at him, as if looking at his pig, full of contempt.
"Now when we go back to the old street, it means death! Not only can we not escape their guns, but even our family members will be dragged out and shot. You have forgotten the fate of Songdan in the village!"
Mo Wen shuddered when he mentioned Songdan who was beheaded in public.
Songdan was also a soldier of the Allied Army. He also became a deserter during a battle and returned home to avoid the disaster of the war. However, the commander of the Allied Army, Lien Chalay, had always hated deserters, and the punishments for deserters were also various, unheard of bloody and cruel.
Ordinary shooting is good, but beheading, and even worse, opening a person's stomach and letting wild dogs run around the city with their intestines and entrails are tortures that make people feel heart-pounding.
"Do you still want to go home?" Anai pushed Mo Wen, who was in a daze, and Mo Wen trembled in fright, looking at Anai's expression with obvious fear.
Anai patted Mowen comfortingly, his eyes showing maturity and wisdom that were inconsistent with his actual age.
Feeling that Mo Wen's mood had stabilized a little, he turned away and looked at the dark jungle in the southwest and said: "I want to go back to China with them... Only there can we survive. Once we have settled in, we will Bring your family over too."
Mowen knew what Anai meant.
"But the refugee camp is difficult to enter. It has been full for a long time. There is also the Chinese border. Without a pass, it is impossible to cross." Mowen reminded.
Anai bit her lip, a hint of pain flashed in her eyes, "So, we have to sneak into the plane and pretend to be passengers on the plane waiting to be rescued. As long as we are rescued back to China, it doesn't matter if we are discovered, because, They will make an exception and place us in refugee camps as refugees."
Mowen was even more surprised, "But it was a kidnapped plane, and everyone on the plane might die!"
"It won't die!" Anai shook his head, his tone surprisingly firm, "The Chinese plane and the Chinese military will not let it disappear. And the civilians on the plane will not be used by the government like us. Tools can kill you at any time!"
"How do you know they won't kill people? I heard that those people are very cruel and have killed many people in China." Mo Wen said.
"I just believe in the Chinese. I will never forget the Chinese who once rescued me at the border. He once said to me with pride that China will always be an invincible strong force!"
Mowen stared blankly at Anai, who had a firm look on his face. After a moment, he nodded and said, "I believe in you, Anai. There is nothing wrong with following you."
A few minutes later, two thin figures, armed with light weapons, began to head towards the deepest part of the jungle.
Qinghe.
Military airport.
More than an hour ago, good news came from above. The government of country F agreed to the request of Chinese special operations troops to enter the border area of Kongka to conduct an armed rescue of the hijacked hostages.
Chen Mufeng has returned to Qinghe Town one step ahead of schedule. As the strong backing of the 530 Special Operations Group, he and his comrades must cooperate with the major operation that will start on time in one hour.
His mission was to wipe out the Xilian organization's lair in one fell swoop. His undercover observations over the past few days gave him a firm grasp of the structure and personnel of the fortress-like building.
As soon as Conway's action starts, he will launch an encirclement and suppression campaign at lightning speed, dealing a heavy blow to Su Mulian and his gang.
Check the equipment one last time.
Gong Xue squatted on one knee and inspected the equipment and firearms he brought with great skill.
"Xiaoxue, come here." Gao Lie came over at some point, patted her shoulder gently, and motioned for her to go aside to talk.