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Volume Six Sword of Justice Chapter 103

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    They walked out of the cave, and suddenly there was heavy gunfire from behind the mountain.

    They hurriedly climbed over the ridge, and it was already getting light.

    Several dark figures were sneakily hiding in the ravine at the foot of the mountain, firing back from time to time. The fire from the muzzle was particularly dazzling in the hazy dawn. Yang Aiguo and the others who were chasing behind them faced them at the foot of the mountain.

    Liming pointed at the dark figure hiding in the gully and said, "Fugui, have you removed the Piao Tianwen net?"

    Fugui squatted down, but the hidden position of the black shadow was very tricky, and he couldn't find the shooting angle. He shook his head and said, "It should be fine if the distance is a little closer."

    They were standing on a gentle slope covered with dead grass.  Fugui looked around, holding a gun and sitting on the withered grass, sliding down.

    Du Shengli is hiding behind a huge stone.

    He leaned over and asked, "How many people are there?"

    Before they finished speaking, a bullet flew over and hit the stone. The splashed gravel hit their faces, which was painful.

    Du Shengli lowered his head to dodge the bullets and said: "Six or seven people, and one woman. They covered the retreat very professionally. It seems that they are all trained."

    They also came over at dawn.

    Li Ming observed for a while and said: "You, you and Jin Hui go around in front of them and let the Patriots surround them from the right wing. No matter what the cost, you can't let him escape this time." After saying that, he looked at Fugui trustingly: "You float  The astronomy network is down."

    The dawn was hazy, a thin layer of mist filled the air, the gunshots stopped, and the empty wilderness fell into silence.

    Fugui climbed to a high sand dune and saw those people slowly retreating backwards. The river bed had covered their bodies, and they could only see their heads shaking back and forth.  He was just about to take aim with his gun, when suddenly a bright spot flashed across from him, and then a bullet whizzed past his ear, shocking him into a cold sweat.

    After calming down for a while, he slowly poked his head out and saw the sniper who had just shot at him nestled in the ravine, looking around for the target with his gun raised. Fugui took a deep breath and adjusted his position.  , and then quietly aimed the crosshair of the sight at the sniper's temple. At the moment he quickly pulled the trigger, he could clearly see from the sight that the man's body swayed, and then slumped motionless on the river bed.  .

    He was about to look for the next target when he saw Liu Long covering his head and lying on the sand dune. The opponent's bullets were hitting his side, splashing up strings of dust.  He was startled, ran over and grabbed him with a gun in hand, and asked nervously: "How are you? Are you okay?"

    Liu Long sat up, shook the dust off his body and said, "It's okay. Damn, that sniper was so powerful, he beat me to the core."

    Fugui patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. You cover me and I'll hit him."

    Fugui rolled into a ditch that was not too deep and waited quietly for the sniper to appear.  The gunfire from the other side was fierce, and he knew that the sniper was the greatest threat to his comrades.  He held his gun and searched for a long time, but he still couldn't find the sniper.  He knew he had met a strong enemy, and the opponent seemed to be more patient than him. He could feel the viciousness in the eyes of the sniper hiding in the corner.  Fugui's nerves couldn't help but tighten. He held the steel gun with both hands and stared ahead with a falcon-like gaze. Even if he was given a chance at this moment, he would quickly shoot the bullet into the sniper's eyebrow.

    Jin Hui, who was not far away, threw a grenade, but it was too far away and it exploded before it reached the ravine where they were hiding.

    The sky in the east has turned fish belly white, and the hazy mist is gradually dissipating.

    Fugui suddenly discovered that two dark heads in the ravine were constantly moving.  They want to escape!  He raised his gun and aimed at the two rapidly moving heads, but he could never find a chance to shoot.

    Yang Aiguo in the distance may have spotted them. He and Yu Yu made a gesture and hunched over to chase them.

    "This is an opportunity." Fugui knew that the one who escaped must be a big shot, and the sniper would definitely stop Yu Xiao from their pursuit. He turned his gun and calmly watched the other party's movements.

    Sure enough, half a human head poked out of the ravine on the opposite side, aiming a gun at the younger ones.

    Fugui pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the half of the head shook slightly before falling down.  He breathed a sigh of relief. If he had been slower just now, his comrades would have fallen to the sniper's gun.

    The opponent has no snipers and has basically lost its fighting spirit.  Taking advantage of this gap, the comrades quickly gathered around.

    When Fugui rushed to the ravine where they were hiding, they saw the bearded man they were tracking and the three corpses lying next to them. The gangster was standing with a knife in one hand and another hand in his pocket.The wound on his blade was bleeding gurglingly.

    Seeing Fugui and the others surrounding him, his glaring eyes seemed to spurt blood, and the man holding the knife was trembling slightly.

    A man who was half-reclined behind him groaned. He looked to be only ten years old, with a pair of dead gray eyes open blankly, and an expression of extreme pain on his face.  Seeing the sniper rifle next to him, Fugui suddenly remembered the half head that was shaking just now.  He couldn't believe that it was this child who was confronting him just now!

    Liming squatted down, stretched out his hand to explore, shook his head, and slowly slid his hand to his neck. With a push, the child tilted his head and closed his eyes peacefully.

    The big man suddenly rushed over like crazy, hugged the child tightly, pressed his face against his, and cried at the top of his lungs.  He didn't even notice that the child's blood was stained on his woolen coat. He let the tears and snot fall drop by drop on the child's peaceful face. He just held the child tightly and cried out words that no one could understand.  .

    After a long time, he put down the child, helped him tidy up his clothes with trembling hands, wiped the child's bloody face, stood up suddenly, took out a grenade from his pocket, and held it high, fiercely.  He stared at Fugui and the others, then leaned on the mound and slowly opened the safety cover, and the grenade held high "chichi" emitted green smoke.

    Fugui and the others quickly fell down. A loud noise made Fugui's ears numb. He raised his head. Apart from the flying dust, there were only some fragments of clothes floating down in the air.

    After a long time, Du Shengli said with emotion: "This child is still young and should have spent his student years in school. He was trained so viciously by them at such an innocent age. This shows how cruel these terrorist organizations are!"

    Liming looked at the debris on the ground and sighed: "He is a man, but it's a pity that he went the wrong way!"

    Fugui nodded and said, "I also respect him as a man. If we bury this child, we will be worthy of him."
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