With his marksmanship, he shot at the position he was standing on, and shot at Zhuang Xiaoyue's back, if he wanted to hit Zhuang Xiaoyue in the vital position, he could do it.

But he was clearly hesitating.

At first, he was hesitating whether to shoot or not, after he heard Mo Rufeng emphasize twice that this woman was not his mother, and when Zhuang Xiaoyue was about to shoot Mo Rufeng, he shot at him.

Even if he shot, he aimed at Zhuang Xiaoyue's right arm, which was the arm she was holding the gun, and he didn't just want to stop her from shooting.

As a professionally trained agent, Zhuang Xiaoyue was planted in the hands of Fei Fei, and she said that she was careless, she never thought that this child would also pose a threat to him!

But after all, she reacted very quickly, when she was shot in her right hand and the gun in her hand fell, she forcibly endured the sharp pain in her arm, and her left hand quickly reached out, and before the pistol landed, she had already received the gun in her hand!

Then, she lowered her body, and then with the strength of her feet, she spun on the spot, and she had come to the front of Fei Fei.

"Shoot!" Mo Rufeng shouted loudly.

While shouting, Mo Rufeng ignored the severe pain of the wound, spread his body and threw himself towards Zhuang Xiaoyue.

Fei Fei's muzzle was pointed at Zhuang Xiaoyue, but his fingers didn't move, and he looked at Zhuang Xiaoyue's eyes with a blank look.

Those eyes, with endless sorrow, are like a mother, after being hurt by her own child, sadness, love, and emotion are all melted into that look...

Fei Fei's little head couldn't tell the real from the fake, he turned a deaf ear to Mo Rufeng's shout, and his tears flowed out, "I'm sorry, Mom..."

The corners of Zhuang Xiaoyue's mouth showed a subtle smile, she turned sideways to avoid Feifei's muzzle, flew up, and kicked Feifei!

Fei Feifei's small body flew in the air!

Zhuang Xiaoyue's kick used all her strength, and under her kick, she flew up to a height about one person high, but below Fei Fei was the bottomless cliff...

"Non-......," Mo Rufeng shouted.

After Zhuang Xiaoyue kicked out that kick, without the slightest pause, she immediately turned around, and she felt that there was no need to be distracted and watch what was bound to happen.

What she needs to face now is Mo Rufeng, a scarred Mo Rufeng.

Facing Mo Rufeng, he raised his left hand and pulled the trigger.

Mo Rufeng was shot again, and the blood flowed from his shoulder, but he only trembled, and other than that, his body was motionless, and his eyes were looking behind Zhuang Xiaoyue.

The sun has set on the side of the mountain, and the red sunset is enveloping the mountains and rivers.

In the red shadow of the sunset, Fei Fei's small body flew in the air, but his gun never fell.

He's holding the gun tightly!

Mo Rufeng told him that when facing the enemy, don't let go of your gun no matter what!

The gun is there, and the hope is there!

Fei Fei clutched the gun tightly, his body curled up in a ball, raised, and then fell...

As he fell, his body no longer curled up, but stretched out in the air, his body forming a straight line, holding the gun in both hands, stretching forward.

Fei Fei's body slowly rotated in the air.

When his body was almost level, the gun in his hand rang off!

This shot hit Zhuang Xiaoyue's calf!

Zhuang Xiaoyue stumbled.

Then came the second shot, which hit Zhuang Xiaoyue's thigh!

Fei Fei's body continues to spin and fall in the air.

When his body was completed and leveled, he fired the third and fourth shots, both of which hit Zhuang Xiaoyue's back!

Fei Fei continued to fall, his body was already under the cliff!

But he still fired the last shot, this shot, from the bottom up, hit Zhuang Xiaoyue's neck from behind, and the blood instantly stained her white neck.

Mo Rufeng rushed towards the cliff, he didn't even pay attention to Zhuang Xiaoyue, who had already shrunk to the ground.

"Non-non-......"

The valley echoed with the shouts of Mo Ru Feng, but the mountain wind came and went, and the white clouds curled and churned in the valley, where was there a non-fei figure...

Mo Rufeng looked at the misty valley and was reluctant to turn around for a long time.

At this moment, a dog barked from his side!

It was the cry of a piglet.

At some point, the little pig had crawled to Mo Rufeng's side, its hind legs were broken, and the blood was still gushing out, so it could only drag and transform into a movement on the grass.

It clearly saw that Fei Fei had fallen into a precipice.

Little by little, it moved to the edge of the cliff, and then raised its head and wailed at the cliff, as if it was crying, as if it was calling the little master...

After looking at the valley and wailing a few times, the little pig suddenly made a movement that surprised Mo Rufeng, its front legs struggled hard, its body jumped forward, and jumped off the cliff!

The peak of the plum blossom village that was still tense just now, in the blink of an eye, only Mo Rufeng was left alive.

The sun is sinking and sinking.

The mountains and rivers are solemn in the shadow of the sunset, and the mist of the valley flows in the sunset, as if it is an endless stream of heroic blood...

Mo Rufeng stood blankly at the mountains and rivers for a while, then squatted down, tore the hem of his clothes, bandaged the wound on his leg, and then turned around.

Zhuang Xiaoyue lay on the ground, silent.

When Mo Rufeng passed by her corpse, he deliberately bent down, and he probed her snort, and she was no longer breathing.

The Buddha said that in this world, good and evil will eventually be rewarded. Long Shuo and Weiss are both overly religious believers, but unfortunately Zhuang Xiaoyue doesn't understand this truth.

Mo Rufeng picked up the pistol on the ground and inserted it into his waist.

He limped and walked step by step towards the martyr's tomb.

The setting sun stretched his shadow to the elder.

He stood in front of the martyr's tomb, silently facing the tombstone. The tombstone is very large, carved by mountain stone, but it is old, and the handwriting on the tablet is mottled.

The inscription next to it is small but vaguely recognizable:

Jun Weixi, the word is thousands of miles, a native of Zhijiang, Hunan, was born in the Republic of China for three years. Young and studious, intelligent and well-known in the township, and long, he was admitted to Wangjing University. coincided with the large-scale invasion of China by the Japanese invaders, so he joined the Central Air Force Officer School and was assigned to the 12th Brigade of the Longshuo Air Force. In the 28th year of the Republic of China, Jun moved to Qionglai Sangyuan Airport and served as a squadron leader with the rank of major in the Air Force. On June 5 of the following year, Jun led his troops to block the enemy attacking City C, fought bravely, destroyed and damaged one enemy plane, and the fighter plane he was piloting was also shot in the tail. Re-piloted the damaged fighter plane, fought the enemy, and shot down one enemy plane. Unfortunately, the fighter plane lost control and the parachute jump was unsuccessful, so he was martyred, and the Provincial Government Affairs Department collected the remains of the martyrs and buried them on the high post. Remembering the meritorious service, mourning the good Yin, the green mountains and clear waters, it is not enough to show its great achievements.

Mo Rufeng bowed to the tombstone, then squatted, he reached behind the tombstone, felt a protruding stone pillar, and slowly rotated.

There was a sudden noise behind the martyr's tomb, and the earth automatically moved to both sides.

When the sound stopped, a circular antenna with a diameter of about three meters was revealed, like a "cauldron" placed on its back, facing the clear blue sky!

Mo Rufeng knows that it is the eye of the sky, that is, it is connected to the "Beidou"!

Mo Rufeng stood up and walked towards the "cauldron" step by step.

Underneath the "cauldron", there is a box, Mo Rufeng lifted the lid of the box, and inside was a microphone.

Mo Rufeng took a deep breath.

After countless endurance and humiliation, after countless bloody storms, and after so many sacrifices, he finally lived up to General Xue Jinxiang's trust.

The sunset on the horizon had fallen behind the mountain, and the sky and the earth were suddenly dark.