I saw Yan Wenhua walking towards me smiling, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to say something. However, at this moment, my eardrums seemed to vibrate slightly, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound in the air flickering wantonly, only to see the next second, the sound became clear, and Yan Wenhua, who was not far away, had already been pierced by a bullet on the side of his head, his smile froze from then on, his body instantly stiffened, and he fell to the ground.

I felt like someone was knocking me down, like someone was screaming and lying down. As I crawled on the ground, my sideways eyes could see one after another, and the bodies of those who had come along the way, thinking that they could finally get out, quickly disappeared and collapsed in anger.

The sound of 'Xiuxiu' sniper guns kept shooting, and the consequence of a few seconds of stunned was the death of dozens of people. And among them, I was unfortunate enough to see my grandfather!

All kinds of shouts rang out, and some people wanted to resist, but because they didn't know where the target was, they could only roar emptyly.

However, the people who have survived until now are not small characters, and after encountering an emergency, they have found a cover position in the blink of an eye, of course, it refers to those who have not been unfortunate enough to be shot.

As soon as the bullet missed its target, the area fell into a deathly silence, and all that could be heard was the gasps of nervousness and the rapid breathing of people as they watched the death caused by the attack.

The owner, whose face had been smiling just a moment ago, was now lying on the ground on the pile of corpses, the temperature quickly disappeared from his body, replaced by the same cold as we felt, and my stunned eyes could no longer move a single inch after finding the motionless corpses of my grandfather and my own mother not far away.

Before, I had pretended to be strong and told myself that I didn't have much affection for them, but now, when I really saw their cold corpses, the sadness to the bone still couldn't stop welling up, and before I knew it, tears were already covering my cheeks, and the hoarse screams in my throat were about to come out, but because of the control of my own survival instinct, I restrained the urge to scream.

Every second passed as if it could be clearly seen in everyone's eyes, and the tense and anxious atmosphere quickly made everyone kick out of breath. No one dared to move a single inch at will, and the shock in his heart rose to the top.

It was not until the jungle began to appear that there was a sound of people moving around the jungle, and finally reached the point where it had to be eased.

I saw that from the depths of the jungle diagonally opposite, a group of twenty or so men in good disguise, whose bodies could be blended with the colors of the trees, and who held sniper rifles in their hands, walked calmly and skillfully, their eyes were bare in the air, and the aura of death spread out from their eyes, occasionally glancing towards our hidden places, as if they could see through their souls at the slightest touch.

Step by step, they walked out of the jungle, their figures gradually exposed to the sun, walked to Zhang Tian's dead body, and scattered, revealing the true face of the mysterious person they were surrounding and protecting.

It's just that as the mysterious man's face appears in front of everyone's eyes frame by frame like a static animation, until the familiar face is clearly seen, everyone is a little skeptical that all this is a dream or reality.

Two voices came out uncontrollably, from Xiu'er and Pang Sanniang.

"Sister Qinghe?"

"Qinghe!" (To be continued......)