"I beg you, don't let your eyes become so sad, you know I can't resist your melancholy expression, you know I'm going to be soft-hearted, but how can you make me forgive a bastard who can kill his own countrymen?!"

Ya Jie'er cried and screamed, her hands holding the AK automatic rifle were shaking, she suddenly grabbed a pair of surgical scissors from the first aid kit and stabbed her arm hard, she screamed: "I don't want your blood, I don't want your blood in my body!" You're so crazy, you're so crazy that I feel scared, I don't want to keep your crazy blood in my body! ”

Zhan Xia Ge was really injured, he stared deeply at the woman he cared about the most in his life, the most beloved, in this situation, in this bloody world, he actually turned his body slowly in front of Yajie'er, and closed his eyes that couldn't tell what they contained.

"Card ......"

His Yajie'er actually pulled the wrench of the weapon in his hand, but the thimble in the chamber of the gun hit the air, and the thug had already shot all the bullets in the magazine.

Yajie'er turned out to be ...... Really shot at him!

At this time, Zhan Xia Ge's heart was really broken, because his most beloved woman had already pronounced his death sentence.

Zhan Xia Ge clearly knew that from this time on, he had truly and forever lost Yajie'er. People all over the world could not understand him, but he thought that his Jie'er could understand him. People all over the world can spit on him, but he thinks that his Jie'er, who is also a soldier, can comfort him.

Zhan Xia Ge slowly turned his head again, and when his gaze fell on Yajie'er's hands again, he suddenly smiled again. Because he saw that Jager was barely using her right knee and right hand to set up the AK automatic rifle, while her left hand was clutching the surgical scissors she had found in the first aid kit. Looking at her action of holding the surgical scissors, she should have used the sharp surgical scissors to stab directly into her heart without hesitation after shooting and killing the warrior song.

No matter what he's done, no matter how apostasy he is, Jager still ...... His!

In front of Yajie'er, Warrior Song pressed his chest against the AK automatic rifle that had shot all the bullets, unloaded the empty magazine, replaced it with a full magazine, and then put the other two magazines in Yajie'er's pocket. The song of the warrior was attached to Yajie'er's ears, and he greedily sniffed the faint fragrance on Yajie'er's body that he would never get tired of smelling or annoying in his life. The warmth exhaled by the warrior song softly drilled into Yajie'er's ears, as gentle as when they were in close contact, as if they were hugging each other sitting on the hillside in the most romantic late night.

A sour feeling poured into the hearts of Warrior Song and Yajie'er at the same time.

The battle song was attached to Yajie'er's ear, and she whispered: "Don't you want to be a qualified soldier, then, use your hands to complete the sacred duty of defending the family and the country and protecting every Chinese!" Don't you want to see any more sacrifices, don't you try to forgive yourself for shooting at a fourteen-year-old enemy on the battlefield, then use your hands, with these compatriots and children of six or seven years old, to find a safe place of refuge! ”

"Remember, you only need to walk through two main streets, about four hundred and fifty meters on foot, and you will reach the Chinese embassy, where you will be well protected. I believe that the people who organized this riot, no matter how bold they are, will never dare to attack our Chinese embassy lightly, and offend China, whose influence on the international stage is growing, will definitely not be a good thing for them! ”

Zhan Xia Ge's gaze swept over the man who was sitting on the ground, his body still trembling, and said, "From now on, you are their leader, and you must be responsible for the lives of everyone here." Therefore, you must first ensure the safety of your own life, if you find that someone has any rash behavior, or even for their own selfishness, and wants to be detrimental to you, the captain who is responsible for protecting the safety of the whole team, you will be killed! ”

A small, wooden box made of black walnut was quietly stuffed into Yajie'er's hand, and in it, there was a diamond ring that Warrior Song had planned to wear on Yajie'er's left ring finger when she kissed Yajieer in a medieval church built hundreds of years ago.

"I'm sorry," Zhan Xia Ge whispered, "Forget me, find another man who loves you more and is more suitable for you, and go and stay for life." Jie'er, I'm sorry! ”

Yajie'er gritted her teeth desperately, she was not immersed, and who could understand the meaning of the two "I'm sorry" in the battle song?

Zhan Xia Ge finally couldn't help it, and slightly dropped his most affectionate and gloomy kiss on Ya Jie'er's round ears, and Ya Jie'er and Zhan Xia Ge's bodies trembled fiercely at the same time. Zhan Xia Song let out a groan in his heart, "Farewell, my love! Farewell, my life! ”

When Zhan Xia Ge walked to the door, his waist, which had been bent and was almost overwhelmed, stood up again. Zhan Xia Ge had been holding it in his hand, and the low-hanging gun was raised again. In any case, he must face perhaps the most tragic and final battle of his life!

Yajie'er looked at the back of the warrior song stupidly, and in the back of the warrior song, she saw a kind of dead air. It is a kind of cold wind and water, and the strong man is gone and will not return. Only that time on the Russian battlefield, when Yajieer shouted out to let the warrior song die on the Russian battlefield and not come back, she felt such a dead breath from the body of the warrior song!

At this time, Yajie'er suddenly understood the song of the warriors.

The Song of War is to use herself as a bait to attract the attention of all the thugs, and to win the most precious time and opportunity for their team, which has wrapped too many women and children, and has almost no combat ability except for her, to escape into the Chinese embassy.

Four hundred and fifty meters, this is the value that Zhan Xia Ge can dedicate to this life and finally for Yajieer!

Yajie'er really wanted to stop the Battle Hero Song, but she opened her mouth and couldn't shout a word, although she understood that everything the Battle Hero Song did was not wrong when measured from a pure point of view; Although she understands that everything that Warrior Song does is to protect her; But Ya Jie'er really doesn't know how she should face a warrior who kills her compatriots, and Ya Jie'er knows that she really can't forgive a warrior song who kicked a six-year-old girl to the muzzle of the gun in order to destroy the enemy.

Yajie'er could only let Zhan Xia Ge stride out of this shop in a blur of tears, leaving this small world that carried too much love and hatred, too much hope and despair for him in a matter of minutes.

Standing in this world that has gone completely crazy, watching the thugs running back and forth in the streets, raising their weapons and shooting into the sky, throwing Molotov cocktails filled with gasoline into street shops and cars, and killing their own countrymen. Zhan Xia Ge took a deep breath, no instructor had ever told Zhan Xia Ge what they should do when he was a civilian, in such a foreign country, and encountered this kind of thing.

Facing the sun that had been hanging vertically overhead, exuding the hottest light, facing such a crazy, bloody, and no longer had the slightest surname to speak of, Zhan Xia Ge's heart swelled with an almost painful pleasure, and he suddenly let out a wild howl in his heart: "I fuck your sister's troubled times, if you want to survive in the troubled times, you have to become more crazy than the troubled times!" Who wouldn't kill someone? Who wouldn't set fire? Play, Lao Tzu is your ancestor! ”

A Chinese civilian, who was more like a thug than a thug and more like a butcher than a butcher, slowly took to the streets of Ayadapu City.

Warrior Song picked up the AK automatic rifle and swept out a whole shuttle of bullets at the sky. Now the whole city of Ayadapu has fallen into chaos, God knows where so many thugs have come out, and as far as the eye can see, the whole city is full of gunfire and gunfire, everywhere there are sirens blaring helplessly, everywhere there are civilians with heads and rats and mobs wielding machetes and wooden sticks to show off their might; On every corner of the city streets, there are cars rising in flames and shops on fire. In this world, which has completely fallen into chaos and ranklessness, what is it to pick up an AK automatic rifle and shoot at the sky?!

Zhan Xia Ge suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to a thug who was only about seventeen or eighteen years old who ran past him holding the "Angry Lion" battle flag, and shouted: "Hey, give me the flag in your hand!" ”

The thug looked at Zhan Xia Ge, who was covered in blood all over his body, and was carrying an AK automatic rifle in his hand, and his murderous aura made everyone within ten meters around him couldn't help but hit a shivering super thug, although he couldn't understand what Zhan Xia Ge was saying, but he was still clever enough to put the "Angry Lion" battle flag in his hand and honestly handed it over to Zhan Xia Ge.

Zhan Xia Ge held up the "Angry Lion" battle flag in his hand, climbed into a smashed car, he suddenly put two fingers into his lips, let out a sharp whistle, and finally attracted the attention of dozens of people nearby, Zhan Xia Ge took out a lighter from his pocket, and in front of dozens of thugs, lit the "Angry Lion" battle flag in their hearts, regarded as gods.

Zhan Xia Ge stood on the roof of the car compartment, waving the fire battle flag vigorously, and the "angry lion" holding a sharp sword kept rising in the flames. There was silence all around, and the thugs with sticks, slingshots, machetes, AK automatic rifles, grenades, and water cannons in their hands were dumbfounded. No one dared to believe that at such a time, there were people who dared to burn the most sacred battle flag in their hearts in public.

At this moment, Zhan Xia Ge stood proudly on the top of the car, his left hand constantly waving the half-burned "Angry Lion" battle flag, and stretched out his right hand to the two or three hundred thugs who had surrounded him, and gave a thumbs up.

Everyone's breathing became heavy, everyone's eyes suddenly exuded a crazy blood red, I don't know who shouted "Beat him to death", two or three hundred thugs with various weapons in their hands like a dream of waking up, and rushed towards the warrior song.

Zhan Xia Ge took a deep breath, and actually took a few steps back and sprinted violently on the carriage that was only more than two meters long, the muscles of his whole body full of explosive power stretched with all his strength, and in an instant, the acceleration of his body's sprint was stimulated to the limit, he jumped with all his might, and the whole person jumped out of an oblique arc in the air, pounced on a high wall on the side of the street, and disappeared behind that high wall in a blink of an eye. The two hundred thugs who rushed to the wall looked at the wall that was more than three meters high, and before they could plan to make a detour or not to pursue it, Zhan Xia Ge shouted through the wall: "Next! ”

"Hoo ......"

A heavy thing was thrown over the high wall by the warrior song, and the thug who happened to catch this thing finally saw the thing that fell into his hand, and the pupils of his eyes shrank to the size of a mung bean in an instant. He opened his mouth wide and twitched several times before he suddenly let out a hysterical scream: "Oh my God, it's ...... Hand grenade! ”

To be more precise, this is a Russian military grenade with a special magazine for AK automatic action rifles tied with strips of cloth, which has opened the fuse and is spitting white smoke!

"Boom !!"

The Russian-made high-explosive grenade finally exploded in the hands of the thugs, and at this time, Uncle Death also grinned his ugly mouth and waved the sharp scythe in his hand that did not know how many lives had been harvested. The magazine strapped to the grenade was filled with thirty rifle bullets, and at the same time as the grenade exploded, it was also detonated. Countless pieces of shrapnel flew wildly in the air, spreading in a radial pattern.

Those bullets, jumping and turning and screaming in the air, flipped one after another in the air, and carried out an indiscriminate large-scale attack on the surrounding thugs who were already stunned and stupid.

Zhan Xia Ge climbed over the high wall and saw a "Angry Lion" battle flag fluttering in the wind, and he didn't care that the AK automatic rifle in his hand was a bullet. The flagpole of the "Angry Lion" battle flag was broken by a shot of the battle song, in the face of this absolutely unexpected scene, a group of thugs around the battle flag widened their eyes, at this time, they suddenly heard a loud whistle, they just turned their heads, they heard the sound of AK47 automatic rifle strafing, more than a dozen thugs were caught off guard, and fell into a pool of blood.

Zhan Xia Ge raised the AK automatic rifle that was still smoking lightly, and shouted at them with a whistle: "Hey, grandchildren, grandpa, I'm here, I fired the gun, come to chase me, come to kill me!" If you don't come after me, you're a fucking son of a bitch! ”

The warrior song's authentic foreign accent, his blood, red eyes, and an AK automatic rifle in his hand were more like a terrorist's exaggerated shape, attracting the thugs on the street to look sideways at him. Zhan Xia Ge spread his two long legs that could run fifty kilometers in one breath, and led hundreds of thugs on the street to practice marathon running. Seeing the armed thugs with AK automatic rifles in their hands, a few magazines in their bodies, and a few grenades pinned to their belts, Warrior Song ran directly towards them, shouting in a mess as he ran: "Hello! Comrades, you have worked hard, comrades, you will go to the eighteenth layer of hell of the king of Yama, have a good rest, and sleep for twenty or thirty years! ”

The thugs on the other side, in the face of Zhan Xia Ge, who came from a foreign country, but could actively devote themselves to their "national liberation cause", and were closely followed by a large number of "supporters" of international friends, in the face of Zhan Xia Ge's fiery enthusiasm and big hugs, their faces had not had time to raise a "comrade warmth" smile, and Zhan Xia Ge rushed to them like a whirlwind, and what was sent over was a dagger stained with blood and steaming on it.

When it comes to the ability to hide a knife in a smile and pretend to be, who can compare to the company commander of the 136th Group Army Special Service Company, who can deceive a company commander with an automatic rifle from a sentry after stealing a military uniform?

When it comes to assassination fighting skills, when it comes to fast, accurate, and ruthless shots, who can compare to the headmaster's successor of the Fifth Special Force, and the third fang in history?!

The Warrior Song Splitter snatched the magazines and grenades and grenades from the dead armed thugs, threw them on their backs, and continued to run wildly. Behind him, a large number of followers gathered more and more, and it was obvious that there were already thousands of followers.

When Warrior Song took everyone around in a big circle and passed by the store where they had once been hiding, Warrior Song finally really showed a smile. Because all the people who were hiding there, including the people he cared about most in his life, had already left there, and they were safe.

Suddenly, three rounds of automatic rifle gunfire rang out, and a thug standing on a high position, raising his weapon at the warrior song, suddenly splattered a cloud of blood in the center of his eyebrows. Zhan Xia Ge quickly turned his head along the source of the gunshot, and when he saw the gunman who was helping him, Zhan Xia Ge's eyes suddenly widened. Because the friendly soldier who had a little difficulty lifting the AK automatic rifle, but whose shooting accuracy had reached the level of an A+ shooter, was the person he wanted to see the most, and now he didn't want to see the most...... Jacques!

Zhan Xia Ge rushed to Yajie'er's side, without any words of gratitude, without revealing his true feelings after the reunion again, he raised his hand to Yajie'er is two slaps, hitting Yajie'er's Venus in front of him, and then reached out and grabbed Yajie'er's waist, held Yajie'er firmly in his arms, and ran away.

(To be continued)