Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty IX Refused to Marry
"Wu Rui...you must live..." Yang Chen shouted tragically and fell into the turbulent flow at the bottom of the 100-meter rift valley. Wu Rui was stunned.
"Yang Chen, Yang Chen."
Wu Rui reacted and shouted like crazy. She lay down on the edge of the cliff and looked down. She only saw splashing water and no trace of Yang Chen. The raging river annihilated everything.
Nearly a hundred meters in height.
It's equivalent to jumping from the 30th floor.
The chance of surviving is very slim, and even if he doesn't die, he will probably be disabled.
Wu Rui called Yang Chen's name one after another. At first she was hysterical, then helpless, and then desperate. She cried in a mess and almost fainted. At the same time, the boy she saved turned his gun and aimed at her. His handsome face still looked like
It was so peaceful and innocent before.
Wu Rui raised her face, which was filled with sadness and despair, and was covered with tears, and looked at the young man opposite her. Her eyes, filled with deep sorrow, gradually showed hatred, and she was filled with hatred.
Hate, so what?
Can you turn back time or prevent accidents from happening?
Wu Rui recalled that she had stopped Yang Chen from shooting the boy and was dissatisfied with Yang Chen's changes over the years. She complained all the way. She regretted it to death and her heart was broken.
The sound of rapid footsteps was heard in the dense forest behind the young man. Soon, dozens of people poured out of the jungle, stood with the young man, and aimed their guns at Wu Rui, who was lying on the edge of the cliff opposite and crying heartbrokenly.
These are the young people.
They judged whether there was something wrong based on the melody played by the young man, and followed the mark left by the young man. Wu Rui, with self-blame, guilt, and sadness intertwined in her heart, slumped on the edge of the cliff, letting the opponent take aim, and wanted to die.
, you will be relieved, otherwise you will live in pain and suffering in the future.
opposite.
The sound of the gun being pulled was loud.
At this time, the buzzing roar came from far away and came closer.
Dozens of militants didn't know where they were. Looking left and right, they saw two military helicopters suddenly flying out from behind the jungle behind Wu Rui.
The armed helicopter painted with the Pakistani military logo opened fire directly, and the machine gun rockets hit dozens of militants. These people had no time to react. The boy and a dozen people around him were killed by the 20mm machine gun fire.
It's a pile of stumps and broken arms.
Others were blown away by rockets and fell into the rift screaming, and many more were swallowed up by the flames after the rockets exploded. Dozens of people died instantly.
The scene is bloody.
It's chilling.
This is the battlefield, ruthless and ruthless, showing the fragility of life at every turn.
Wu Rui stared blankly at what was happening in front of her, and remembered that the Sharp Blade instructor who gave her special training once said that whoever is kind on the battlefield will dig graves for herself and her comrades.
Wu Rui, who was in a daze and weeping, muttered these words silently. She was kind, but she cheated the man she loved deeply. She was not beaten to death, so she pulled out the pistol in the holster, raised her arm, and pressed the muzzle of the gun to her temple.
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"Miss Wu...."
Wang Ming, who was sliding down next to Wu Rui, rushed forward and grabbed Wu Rui's gun. If he was one second too late, the consequences would be disastrous. Wang Ming was still frightened and removed the magazine from the MP5 submachine gun hanging behind Wu Rui's back.
The troops were divided into two groups for a long time. The Arctic Fox team met Pakistani military personnel, then located and tracked Yang Chen, and rushed to respond as quickly as possible.
When Wang Ming learned that Yang Chen had fallen into the deep valley, he was shocked and at a loss. Then Wu Rui was forcibly pulled onto the helicopter. It was getting late, there were insufficient manpower, and the surrounding situation was complicated, so the search could only be launched the next day.
The next day, the Pakistani side mobilized mountain brigades into the mountains and conducted a blanket search along the rift valley rivers. They fished out several corpses and Yang Chen's equipment and belongings. One of them was covered in bruises and was beyond recognition. He should have been hit by the rapid water flow.
Below, it was cut into this miserable shape by the sharp rocks all over the river.
The unrecognizable corpse looked like Chen.
For final confirmation, DNA samples need to be extracted and sent back to China for testing.
Afghanistan.
Golden Crescent area.
There are military gathering points and outposts all over the Arctic Fox, and the joint control of this area with the TLB armed forces is equivalent to controlling 70% of the drug supply in Europe and Asia.
Last year, the global drug trade exceeded one trillion U.S. dollars. As one of the world's three largest drug producing areas, it is difficult to estimate how much profit Golden Crescent will share.
The Arctic Fox was set up in the largest fortress in the hinterland of the Golden Crescent, flying a black flag with a white fox head on it. The Scorpion in Afghanistan was inspecting a phalanx composed of two hundred elite soldiers.
Xie Zi personally led them across the border and sneaked into the mountains of Pakistan to search for Yang Chen. He did not believe that the man who single-handedly created the huge black gold kingdom died at the gunpoint of a mob.
The boss is a god. He has not reached the most glorious peak in life, so how can he fall?
Scorpion was thinking almost paranoidly. A subordinate wearing jungle camouflage uniform quickly ran up to the reviewing stand and whispered a few words to Scorpion. Scorpion was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.
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capital.
There is occasional light haze this winter.
Wu Rui's heart was even more gloomy than during the smog days, and she couldn't get sick after returning. Pakistan has not yet sent the hair extracted from the suspicious corpse back to the country, and the results of the DNA test will take a few days at the earliest.
A courtyard deep in an alley near Beihai Park is covered with a thin layer of snow. It can't be said to be covered in silver, but it is also exceptionally enchanting.
The courtyard with two entrances is deep and quiet.
The small courtyard can definitely be regarded as one of the top luxury houses in the capital, with a price but no market.
In today's society, having things that money cannot buy is a symbol of status.
In the backyard of the courtyard, several plum blossoms are blooming, braving the wind and snow, adding a bit of vitality and a faint fragrance to this bleak mid-winter season. Under the eaves of the main roof of the backyard, a window is open, and inside the window, Wu Rui stares blankly at the courtyard.
Plum blossoms seem to be a body without a soul.
Wu Rui didn't even notice her brother Wu Jie walking into the backyard. Wu Jie entered the room and sat on the bed. She was still stunned. Wu Jie secretly sighed and called his little sister softly.
Wu Rui turned around, glanced at her brother with empty eyes, and said nothing.
"Little sister, I know you are worried and sad, but the matter has come to this, what's the point of doing this. Besides, something may really happen to Yang Zi. That kid is very tough. He doesn't want to die. The Lord of Hell has nothing to do with him.
Please stop being like this, I feel uncomfortable looking at you." Wu Jie almost begged.
He has loved his sister since he was a child, and he doesn't want to see her sad, angry or wronged.
When something happened to Yang Zi, he also felt uncomfortable. He drank for several days and got drunk several times. When he was drunk last night, when he was singing at KTV, he burst into tears in front of a bunch of young people.
"Grandpa asked me to tell you that when Yang Zi comes back this time, you two will get engaged. When Yang Zi graduates from university, I will hold a glorious wedding for you." Wu Jie conveyed the wishes of the Wu family's emperor.
When Wu Rui heard this, her empty eyes finally showed emotion, but the bright color disappeared in a flash. The prerequisite for engagement and marriage is that the beloved man is alive.
What are the chances?
Wu Rui didn't even dare to think about it.
"Yang Zi must be fine, must be alive." Wu Jie continued to comfort his little sister, as if to comfort himself, confirming the beautiful fantasy in his heart.
Wu Jie also wanted to persuade his little sister to be more open-minded, but he didn't know what to say. He sighed and sat with his little sister in silence for more than half an hour. He told the nanny to take good care of her and left worriedly.
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Yang Chen is not dead.
Scorpion received the exact message.
The Arctic Fox team led by Wang Ming completed the rescue mission and did not leave the mountainous area immediately. Instead, they searched repeatedly along the rift valley river. They worked hard and God paid off. They found the mark left by Yang Chen and followed it all the way. In a folk custom
Find Yang Chen in a simple border village.
Because the village was closed and almost isolated from the world, with no electricity or communication equipment, Yang Chen had been out of touch with this era for at least fifty years. Yang Chen, who was injured in many places, was unable to communicate with the outside world and did not leave the village rashly.
When a tiger falls in Pingyang, it is bullied by dogs; when a dragon swims in the shallows, it is teased by shrimps.
The injured Yang Chen had to be cautious, and he was certain that once Wu Rui was rescued, Wang Ming would not be able to find him and would definitely not leave. What he was most worried about was that Wu Rui and Wang Ming would die together with him.
In the mountains, simple houses made of mud and wood are built up along the slopes, forming a patchwork of villages. Most of the men walking around in the villages wear white robes, while adult women wrap their bodies in black robes, leaving only their eyebrows exposed.
, highlighting the rich Muslim style everywhere.
Muslim.
It is not equivalent to religious extremists.
Many people are doers of good deeds influenced by the teachings.
For example, the villagers in this village are simple and enthusiastic, but perhaps their isolation and poverty help them block those scammers who use religion to achieve insidious purposes.
On the hillside behind the village, Yang Chen sat on a rock, smoking a cigarette and looking at the distant sky. He couldn't help but recall the scene of falling into the rift valley.
In just a few seconds of plummeting, even though he was strong, he was helpless and panicked. He was at the mercy of his fate. Fortunately, God favored him and he did not die, but only suffered some injuries.
Wang Ming squatted beside Yang Chen. The lower half of Yang Chen's right trouser leg was rolled up. There was a nearly twenty centimeter long gash on his calf, which was sewn crookedly with black thread. It was shocking.
"Who sewed this?" Wang Ming frowned as he spoke, and helped Yang Chen apply liquid medicine to the wound. He was very dissatisfied with the quality of the person who sewed Yang Chen's wound.
"I sewed it myself." Yang Chen blew out the smoke and smiled lightly, speaking in an understatement.
Wang Ming was speechless. He had been fighting and killing for so many years, and wound treatment was a necessary skill. But Wang Ming couldn't suture the wound on his calf.
Yang Chen suffered more than just a trauma to his calf, but this wound was too deep and had to be dealt with properly. No matter how strong Yang Chen was, he was a human being, not a god.
"Boss, Scorpion wants to talk to you on the phone." A tall white man ran up the hillside with a satellite phone and shouted in a hurry.
Ivantov is a Russian who has served in the Russian Alpha Force for five years. He is good at blasting and fighting. The people Scorpion selected for Yang Chen are all elites.
Unfortunately, four people died in the battle.
This was a huge loss that made Yang Chen heartbroken.
Yang Chen took the satellite phone and chatted with Xie Zi. Even though they had been apart for a long time, the brotherly love that surged in his heart when he heard Xie Zi's familiar voice did not change at all.
"Boss, come and stay with me for a few days."
"I have to go back to China tomorrow. I will definitely go if I have the chance."
Yang Chen smiled and declined Scorpion. In fact, he really wanted to go to Golden Crescent and take a look at his black gold kingdom. However, too many people in the country were thinking about him, so the two chatted for more than ten minutes.
After the call ended, Yang Chen handed the satellite phone to Ivantov, and continued to look at the clean sky in the distance, meditating. If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. Over the years, Yang Chen has repeatedly confirmed this statement, and he can't help but think about it at this moment.
