Lu Yang was covered in blood, as if every part of his body was seriously injured. After the pain reached the extreme, he was not numb, but instead felt a stronger feeling of pain.
Even after experiencing pain training, such pain is unbearable.
"Lu Yang, as long as you say the name of the real murderer, we will never break our promise and will send you to the hospital alive." One of the interviewers' strong man held a dagger pulled out from Lu Yang's shoulder and asked with a calm face.
road.
He used English, and in order to let Lu Yang hear it clearly, he pronounced every word clearly.
And, when he said this, blood gathered into a bunch of threads at the tip of the dagger and slid down, dropping to the dusty ground.
Soon, a piece of dyed wet.
Lu Yang's face turned pale in pain and his brows frowned unconsciously. He looked at the three men in his sight, feeling a little confused.
Since they were arrested, they have been asking "who is the real murderer who killed their second in command."
However, he remembered that he killed it with his own hands, otherwise they would not have been able to keep holding on to themselves and try every means to kill him.
Judging from their meaning, it seemed that they suddenly learned that "the real murderer is someone else", but they did not get accurate information, so they came to him for questioning.
but--
Even if they say another name, they will still kill themselves.
In the strong pain, Lu Yang's brain was spinning very slowly, and it was difficult to think about any problem. He barely sorted out his thoughts, but his mouth was closed tightly and he didn't say a word.
"explain!"
The interrogator waited for a moment, looked at Lu Yang who didn't say a word, and shouted angrily, raised his hand and stabbed it into Lu Yang's shoulder again.
Lu Yang gritted his teeth tightly and forced himself to stop shouting.
Outside the door.
"Depend on!"
Liang Zhiqiong couldn't help but curse, and grabbed the submachine gun and tightened his strength.
Mo Shangyun shook her hand and pulled Liang Zhiqiong's attention over.
Liang Zhiqiong looked at her with red eyes, her eyes full of anger.
Without the ease and excitement just now, it was replaced by anger and heavyness. His eyes were red, as if there was a flame of anger.
She had never met Liu Yang before and did not know Lu Yang. The person described by Mo Shangyun did not feel any real sense to her. Even if she touched her all the way, she would have no practical experience, and
When he saw these gangs committing atrocities against Lu Yang, when he saw Lu Yang with blood over his body, Liang Zhiqiong suddenly realized that this was true, it would be injured, bleeding, and painful.
Even death, all this is true.
This is not an exercise!
It’s not that even if you die, you will only smoke over your head!
They didn't even have the perfect equipment for the drill!
Liang Zhiqiong was very angry and took deep breaths, her chest seemed to be about to explode. She wished she could rush in and sweep them with a shuttle bullets, but she barely kept her rationality to remind her that she could not do this.
——She hasn't even killed anyone.
Liang Zhiqiong suddenly understood what Mo Shangyun said when she called Yan Tianxing.
All her passion and impulses were forcibly suppressed at this moment, and suddenly pulled into reality from her fantasy of the illusion of fighting. She gradually realized what a rash action it was.
Can--
Mo Shangyun remained calm.
Mo Shangyun gave her a sign language.
"Waiting for orders, suppressing fire."
Liang Zhiqiong took a deep breath and nodded heavily to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun flashed away from the door frame and found the entrance to another room connected to this room.
She would invade separately with Liang Zhiqiong so that no one would escape to another room and attack them with cold guns.
While retreating for a while, Mo Shangyun explained the attack situation to Yan Tianxing.
"They will arrive soon." Yan Tianxing's voice was deep, reminding Mo Shangyun not to act rashly.
"It will take time to climb up," Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, "Lu Yang is seriously injured."
"They will not let Lu Yang die." Yan Tianxing said almost confidently.
"I can see it," Mo Shangyun's voice faintly, "But please forgive us for seeing this scene for the first time, and I can't stand it."
If I hadn't repeatedly reminded myself that I would have to die if I rushed up like this, Mo Shangyun would probably have rushed up as soon as possible.
Liang Zhiqiong was extremely angry when facing a person she didn't know was tortured, not to mention that she was sitting there and being interrogated and questioned about her friends she had known for a month.
She has to do something.
No matter what it is, you have to do something.
This kind of scene makes them unable to sit still.
“…”
On the other side of the phone, Yan Tianxing was almost angry with her.
I thought this was not her first actual combat, at least she knew the risks of the action and would calmly wait for support, but I didn't expect that it was no different from Liang Zhiqiong, who was the first actual combat.
Mo Shangyun did not have too much explanation.
Apart from what she said, if she read it correctly, the knife just went astray and stabbed Lu Yang's artery. However, it was too far away and she could not be 100% sure, so naturally there was no need to tell Yan Tianxing.
In short, it was impossible for them to just wait for Ye Qianxiao and Helian Chief Lie to arrive.
especially--
She knew clearly that this was not the premise of going to die.
"Several people, details." Yan Tianxing said coldly and with a little obvious anger.
When Mo Shangyun entered the next room, he whispered to Yan Tianxing about the general situation.
And their actions were also very simple. Liang Zhiqiong suppressed them with fire and forced them into a corner, while Mo Shangyun solved it alone.
If you can fight close to each other, you can only shoot them to death.
At such an obvious crime scene, not to mention that they possessed firearms, they had enough reason to shoot them.
But for them, there is only a psychological barrier.
"……Um."
Yan Tianxing, who couldn't help, responded unhappily.
Anyway, no matter what the situation is encountered, Yan Tianxing can only listen. For Mo Shangyun, who can imagine any combat possibility under known conditions, even if she raids alone, she is definitely sure.
Now is the battlefield that Mo Shangyun is good at.
"Don't worry, it's okay."
He raised his hand and touched the headphones. Mo Shangjun gently curled his lower lip and said with some comfort.
Yan Tianxing was silent for a moment, and then said with a gloomy face: "I'll talk about it when you come back alive."
"OK."
Mo Shangyun deserves to be happy.
But when he turned around, he muttered, "Like a little wife..."
Yan Tianxing, who could hear clearly on the other side of the phone: "..."
After repeatedly reminding myself to "set the accounts after autumn", Yan Tianxing remained silent, pretending not to hear, and did not directly argue with Mo Shangyun.
While talking, Mo Shangyun had already arrived in another room.
There is no one in the room, but it is not empty. There are piles of abandoned machine tools inside, dust is accumulated, and spider webs are everywhere. Although there are no doors and windows, they are usually ventilated, but when you are in it, you can still feel the dust and rot in the air.
The taste, a long-abandoned smell, made Mo Shangyun frown unconsciously.
This room was obviously passive. In the thick dust pile on the ground, it was full of footprints after walking, and it was mixed. Mo Shangyun glanced roughly and then walked along the footprints.
Without knowing that someone was rescued, it was impossible for someone to hide in such a room, but Mo Shangyun did not relax her vigilance and took every step very lightly. Gradually, she could hear the sound of interrogation from the next room.
He has a loud voice and bites every word very heavily, like a thunder exploding in the sky, extremely harsh.
Under the cover of such a voice, although Mo Shangyun was getting closer, she had basically no problem speaking. She was a little nervous. She didn't speak anyway from the front door to the door close to the next room.
On the other side.
Outside the door, Liang Zhiqiong, who had been holding the submachine gun tightly, was waiting for Mo Shangyun's orders in extreme tension.
It didn't take long, but every minute and second was a torment for her.
She had never waited anxiously.
During the year of joining the army, she disliked basic rank movements such as standing in military posture, and her performance was the worst.
However, she often performs outstanding other operational military skills.
Waiting for her is the most difficult thing.
However, Peng Yuqiu seemed to have figured out her nature, and kept talking on the phone, teaching her little tricks of fire suppression, and teaching her how to use a submachine gun flexibly... and said a lot.
However, Liang Zhiqiong still did not relax, but suppressed the dangerous actions that were not impulsive.
finally--
She saw the side door she had been observing, and a flash of attack gesture came into her eyes.
here we go!
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