Chapter 112: The Sandstorm is Coming
Behind him, the sound of gunfire and the large-caliber bullets fired by the anti-aircraft machine gun stirred up a mist of sand on the sand, and there was a faint sound of arrogant laughter and screams of being shot.
When encountering this kind of terrain, Mu Qingcheng can't do anything, if it is in the rainforest or the mountains, he may use the terrain to fight back, but the desert is empty, and if he runs a little slower, he will definitely die.
Everyone did their best to run with their heads up, just as they did when they encountered a bear, and they only had to run faster than their companions.
Catherine couldn't bear it, ahhhh
Mu Qingcheng casually took it, Catherine screamed again, and her body flipped in the air and landed on Mu Qingcheng's back.
Judy glanced over: "You have a good plan, you actually let Miss Catherine be your meat shield." ”
Mu Qing felt that this woman was not quite right, because it was very problematic to be ambushed 50 kilometers away from Difa, after all, the time to come this way was very tight, and the road was also difficult to walk, even if it was followed by someone, it was impossible to set a trap in front, so it could only be that the enemy had already gotten the news and calmly ambushed.
This area is the territory of the Palles, and most of the so-called rebels are also Palles, so how did the Pall people know that Catherine would go to Diffa? He suspected that there were insiders in the team, and judging from Judy's unfriendliness to him, it was clear that he was very suspicious.
However, he didn't have time to pay attention to it for the time being, but he took it with his hand and hugged Catherine by the waist.
Before Catherine could react, she fell into Mu Qingcheng's arms, although she was ashamed to be held by a man like this, but she understood that it was better to be in a hurry than to fall into the hands of the group of blacks behind, so she didn't squeak.
Especially being held by Mu Qingcheng, it doesn't seem to be so bumpy!
The only good thing at the moment is that it is getting darker and darker, as long as you can hold on until dark, there is great hope for escape, and there is even a possibility of counterattack.
"Look for death!"
But at this moment, accompanied by a crisp gunshot, Mu Qingcheng suddenly moved horizontally, stretched out his feet, raised a large piece of sand, and then hugged Catherine to the ground and rolled backwards for a few meters, hooked his foot, hooked down a bodyguard, and kicked again, boom, right in the chest!
This was Mu Qingcheng's angry blow, and the bodyguard's sternum was kicked and spurted out.
"Mu Qingcheng, what are you doing? At this time, you are still doing things to your own people, what kind of intentions do you have? Could it be that you brought the rebels here?"
It was only then that everyone reacted, and the security captain shouted.
Mu Qingcheng said: "Don't you have long eyes? He shot in front, I don't know if it was aimed at me or Miss Catherine, but I clearly tell you that it is useless to shoot at me, and I don't want to have a next time." “
Although Catherine has not yet recovered from the dizziness caused by the rolling, she knows that it is impossible for Mu Qingcheng to be unreasonable, because Mu Qingcheng is innocent, and it is obviously impossible to say that he has a secret connection with the rebels in Niger, so she reluctantly said: "Stop arguing, run!"
"Hmph!" The bodyguards glared at Mu Qingcheng viciously, and some people raised their guns with their hands, but they finally put them down, just exchanging disbelief with each other.
In such a chaotic and dim environment, he was able to be dodged by Mu Qingcheng, and he also gave a fierce counterattack, if it was not a fluke, it was a terrible kung fu, and for a while, everyone was more cautious.
The corners of Judy's eyes also flashed with surprise, and then she looked thoughtfully at the group of bodyguards.
It was getting darker and darker, but the enemy behind was getting closer and closer, and there were only seven bodyguards left, plus Mu Qingcheng, Catherine and Judy, just ten people, at this time, someone realized a problem one after another, it was Judy who ordered to get out of the car and counterattack, so that he missed the best opportunity to flee into the desert by car, and when the enemy opened fire, it was too late to get into the car, so he could only run on his legs.
But how can you run with your legs and run past the car?
A bodyguard scolded while running: "TMD, I suspect that Judy is a mole, she sent a message to the rebels, and deliberately tricked us into getting out of the car, Second Miss, the mole should be eliminated immediately!"
Judy smiled coldly and didn't squeak.
"Don't make a fuss, let's talk about it when we get out!" Catherine shrank into Mu Qingcheng's arms and shouted angrily.
If it weren't for being in a desperate situation, Mu Qingcheng would have the urge to laugh, he thought about it carefully, the bodyguard he killed, judging from the position of the gun, is likely to target not himself, but half of Catherine's head exposed outside, and then contact the bodyguard for his inexplicable hostility, obviously the bodyguard has a problem.
Judging from the bodyguard's accusations against Judy, Judy also has a problem, and they are not in a group with each other, each doing their own thing, and they have come together!
What a tmd, how much hatred this woman has, how unlucky she is!
"Sandstorm, sandstorm!"
Suddenly, the wind became stronger, and someone screamed in terror.
In the haze, a yellow-brown wall of sand in front of me was pressing down at a very fast speed.
"Oh my God, there are pursuers behind and sandstorms ahead, what should I do?"
There were also people screaming in despair, and Catherine was also careful that her liver sank suddenly, and she couldn't help but hold Mu Qingcheng's arm tightly.
Mu Qingcheng was not surprised, he accelerated violently, and rushed towards the sandstorm, at least the sandstorm could blur his vision and block the pursuers behind, as for what kind of danger there would be in the sandstorm, he couldn't think about it for the time being.
Judy hesitated for a moment, but looking at the chaotic pursuers behind her, she still stomped her legs and faced the sandstorm!
Some of the bodyguards quickly reacted and rushed towards the sandstorm, only one or two hesitated, and after just a pause, they became targets and were shot indiscriminately!
The chasing convoy also spotted a sandstorm, and on a pickup truck, a black, shiny middle-aged black man asked, "Mr. Petrov, there's a sandstorm coming, what should we do?"
The man named Petrov was a white man, thin and lean, with a shaved head, and scolded fiercely: "It's a bad thing, don't chase it, order all the cars to come around, and then search inside when the sandstorm passes!"
"Okay!"
The black man picked up the walkie-talkie to talk, and the cars slowed down and turned around, gathering together to fend off the sandstorm.
Another white man in the car sighed: "Their luck is too good, for ordinary people, encountering a sandstorm in the desert can only be death, but Catherine has many masters around her, and she may not be able to carry it." “
Petrov's eyes flickered, and he asked: "Maxim, then should we continue to chase?" With our skills, it is impossible to get stuck in the sandstorm, I am afraid that the sandstorm will wipe out all traces, and by tomorrow day, all the clues will be gone, and once Catherine is lucky enough to return to Diffa, then it will be difficult for us to do anything to her in a grand manner." “
The white man named Maxim shook his head: "I can't see my fingers in the sandstorm, and it's night, even if Catherine stands face to face with you, you can't see her, what's the use of chasing her? “