GHLCS Chapter115

When Qiao Song first joined the army, Duan Yelin was already well-known. When he first met Duan Yelin, he was so excited that his face turned red, and he regarded him as his hero.

 

The lost disciple is willing to sacrifice his life for the hero, as long as the hero always exists there perfectly.

 

So Qiao Song did not move.

 

Duan Yelin harshly said, “Now, I am ordering you, Qiao Song. You don’t even listen to my orders anymore?!”

 

Qiao Song’s neck stiffened: “No, Commander! You have to shoot me to death if you want me to leave you here!”

 

“You…”

 

Bang, Bang, Bang!!!

 

Before they could say a few more words, the lunatics on the other side began their wanton revelry again. They could also hear them laughing hysterically and shouting, “Kill! Kill!!”

 

“Kill them! And Laozi will be free!”

 

“Die, all of you, die, hahahaha!!!”

 

They really don’t know where Zhang Xiuming found these demons. Their eyes turned red when they saw blood, like ogres. There were even a few who pounced on people and bit their necks when they had no weapons left.

 

“Ah—！”

 

Even the well-trained soldiers, who had seen invincible enemies on the battlefield, had never seen such vicious murderers either and were frightened by such cruel methods.

 

What’s more, it’s not just one or a few, but a group.

 

How could they know that some of these prisoners had killed their parents, wives, and children, some had eaten human bodies alive, some had raped and looted, some had dismembered corpses, and that they were all very cruel and insane? After being imprisoned for many years, they have become bloodthirsty, and now they are all bloodthirsty.

 

What’s even more cruel is that when such an enemy gets angry, they will even attack their own people, and they will simply shoot indiscriminately without distinguishing friend or foe with their eyes closed.

 

The last bullet in Duan Yelin’s gun hit the forehead of a gangster who was about to stab a wounded soldier with a knife, and then he threw the gun away.

 

The other criminals became excited when they saw Duan Yelin: “There! Kill him! We will be rich!”

 

Duan Yelin was not afraid at all. Instead, he said to the other parties calmly, “Everyone, retreat on your own! Don’t pay attention to me!”

 

Qiao Song gritted his teeth, picked up his gun, and wanted to rush out to shield Duan Yelin. Duan Yelin kicked him down and knocked him unconscious. He was placed in a hidden place aside.

 

“I’m sorry, Qiao Song, you’re still young.” Duan Yelin helped him straighten his hat.

 

The criminals in the distance laughed wildly: “Retreat? No one can leave, all must die!”

 

Duan Yelin ran back limping, dragging his broken leg. The criminals chased him desperately, shooting at him as they ran.

 

Several bullets hit an inch away from Duan Yelin’s heel. If it’s not because these criminals had not received professional shooting training, he would have been dead by now.

 

One person against a group of people is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, looking east and ignoring west.

 

After Duan Yelin had run for a while, the criminals chased him to the place where the car had overturned. Duan Yelin suddenly stopped, turned around, and threw something over, which fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

 

They looked down and saw a lit lighter.

 

The flame flickered playfully, stretching its head to kiss the oil stains on the ground.

 

Before they could react, the lighter ignited the leaked oil on the ground with lightning speed, and the oil immediately burned the entire car along the oil trail!

 

The blazing flames were like a sudden judgment from hell, suddenly burning the eyes of all the criminals. Then, with expressions of horror on their faces, the car exploded!

 

The criminals surrounding the car only had time to lift their feet before they were blown away by an irresistible shock wave! Their bodies were flung far away like balls, hitting the ground, walls, and rivers in various positions… there were sounds of fresh limbs breaking, the sound of blood spurting out, wailing, and shouting.

 

The entire dock was washed in blood, which gathered into a river and flowed into the sea. The water along the coast was dyed red, and even the bright moon in the water turned into a blood moon.

 

This is a hell no different from the battlefield.

 

Those criminals who survived by standing far away were stunned and swallowed their saliva. For a moment, they were afraid to rashly move forward. They cowered and looked at each other.

 

Through the flames, Duan Yelin stood in the fire, bathed in blood, and looked like the god of war, which was terrifying.

 

However, only the god of war himself knew that this was his last move.

 

Duan Yelin suddenly felt like smoking because he hadn’t smoked since he met Xu Hang.

 

The fire coming from the car was so hot, and the hot wind of the summer night swept through. Sweat poured out and soaked his wounds. The tingling feeling was so familiar. It was like those years in the trenches, arm in arm with comrades, attacked from all sides, chewing grass roots and swallowing blood.

 

Compared to now, it seems to be about the same.

 

Or maybe it was better at that time. As a man, dying on the battlefield always felt like a worthy death.

 

There were some smart people among the gangsters. They began to whisper, “He has no bullets left, let’s attack together!”

 

“Don’t be impulsive ah! What if he has some other bomb or something?”

 

“If he still had a weapon, he wouldn’t have blown up the car he was using as cover!”

 

“Damn it. If we fail, we’ll all die if we go back. We might as well take someone with us before we die! Let’s go together!”

 

The remaining gangsters gathered together and approached Duan Yelin step by step. The flames shot up into the sky, and Duan Yelin stood against the light, looking at the conspiracy of this group of clowns coldly.

 

The stronger he was, the more frightened the gangsters became.

 

Finally they were within range, and those people dared not move forward. The leader trembled as he picked up the gun, swallowed, and pressed the safety catch.

 

Before he fired, he looked around, fearing that there might be other ambushes.

 

There’s none, right? Just one shot, and after that shot, they will no longer be on death row, they will be completely free.

 

The gunman was nervous and scared but also excited. His face was a mixture of blood and sweat. He grinned and smiled strangely.

 

“Go see the King of Hell!”

 

Duan Yelin looked at the black muzzle of the gun from afar and thought that, judging from the frequency of the man’s hand shaking and the distance, this shot would probably miss.

 

But after this shot, what should he do with the next one?

 

The people around him were lying on the ground and couldn’t get up. Even Qiao Song had fainted. There is a cruise ship in the distance, with ‘transporting food and oil’ printed on it. If the food and oil are still there, it should be able to cause a pretty big explosion. He could take advantage of the chaos and jump into the river, and maybe he could still have a chance of survival.

 

He couldn’t die here. If he died, Shaotang would not be able to survive anymore.

 

He let out a long breath, moved his broken leg, gritted his teeth, and decided to charge. So he bent down and assumed a sprinting posture, and the muzzle of the gun also lowered a little.

 

The wrench is about to come down, and the shattered blade dangles above his head.

 

A drop of hot sweat rolled down, Duan Yelin’s throat moved, and he slowly counted down for himself in his heart.

 

3. The muzzle of the gun began to stabilize.

 

2. The jackal kept its eyes on its prey.

 

1. He pushed his foot back hard.

 

Bang!