There was a brief sound, and then the group of people dispersed, holding their guns and heading towards the Chinese outpost one kilometer away.
Deng Deng Deng.
Snapped.
A thin young man was lying on the back of a horse, his eyes full of fear and tears. There were horrific bullet holes on his shoulders and stomach, and blood was dripping continuously as his body jolted.
The fear in his heart had reached the extreme. Everyone was dead, yes, they were all killed by those old men. His brother fell in front of him, blood splattered on his face. He even heard his three-year-old brother
His younger brother cried out, but he couldn't save him.
He was shot in the shoulder and fell to the ground. He quietly walked along the ground, escaped from the back of the yurt, hid in the grass, and came to the place where the horses were tied behind. Now, the only one who can avenge them is the outpost.
, those People's Liberation Army who have been protecting them.
Deng Deng Deng.
Boom.
His body suddenly fell off the horse. He was still young and the injury was too serious and he couldn't bear it.
Dong Dong.
His body rolled on the ground several times, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart, especially the two wounds, which were so painful that his teeth almost shattered. He struggled, covering his stomach with his left hand, and crawled unsteadily.
He stood up and staggered forward.
He had already seen it, saw the dazzling five-star red flag flying in the night in front of him.
Boom.
However, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell down.
Wow.
His five fingers spread out, tightly grasping the grass, and when he pulled, his body slid across the ground, leaving a dazzling trail of blood.
Da da da.
Puff.
Bullets were fired.
His body trembled, and he raised his right hand that had not yet fallen down and it froze in the air, then suddenly dropped down. There was fear in his eyes, but there was also a look of relief. They were so close, they should have heard it.
, then, his head dropped, fell to the ground with a thud, and stopped moving.
Deng Deng Deng.
Wow.
Several black shadows rushed past him quickly, heading towards the outpost in front of him.
In the outpost.
Wow.
A sturdy soldier had already half-sited up. He did not turn on the light, but asked doubtfully: "Did you hear anything?"
"It sounds like the sound of a Type 95 caliber automatic rifle." said a veteran sleeping in the corner.
Then, the atmosphere suddenly solidified.
Blah, blah.
Two seconds later, the sound of the quilt being lifted up sounded, and eight figures appeared