Quickly wear: Crazy criticize the host for her hard heart!

Everyone was hanging their heads and shedding tears silently, and their whole bodies were shaking uncontrollably.

It is the guilt towards the comrades, the fear of the unknown, the anger towards the incompetence, and the hatred towards the culprit.

Zhang Jijun suddenly raised his head and slammed into the wall.

The others hurriedly tried to dissuade him, but their hands were tied tightly behind their backs, so they were all in a mess.

The boy at the door laughed at the group of people, all carrying guns and watching the fun.

After a long commotion, everyone finally got the situation under control. Some fell on their backs, and they all lay there panting.

Just as a few boys were about to come over and ridicule them, gunshots suddenly came from outside.

Several people became tense for a moment and pointed their guns at the closed door of the factory.

Soon, the gunfire became fierce.

Several people were a little confused whether they should go out or not.

They backed away slowly.

There is a small door behind the factory. If something happens, they can escape through the small door.

"boom!"

The door was kicked open abruptly.

Several boys were yelling to press the trigger, but they heard the person at the door shout: "Put the gun down for me! Don't you even recognize me?"

Only then did they see clearly that it was Li Sheng who came in.

"Ah! I'm sorry, Brother Sheng. The rain was too heavy and I couldn't see clearly. We thought it was a police officer rushing in..."

The younger brothers looked embarrassed.

Li Sheng waved his hands impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense with me, hurry up and follow me! Someone is attacking our boss!"

"What? Sneak attack on the boss!"

Several people were shocked, grabbed their guns and ran out.

"You go first, I will lock the door and follow."

Li Cheng kicked the last boy and scolded them with a smile for not caring about their buttocks.

After noticing the boys running away from the corner of his eye, he took out a knife and a pistol from his pocket and pushed them in through the gap under the door.

At this time, Platoon Leader Zheng had already untied the rope from his hand.

They were acting on purpose just now.

On the inside of their shoes, there is a very inconspicuous blade, which is coated with black coating. It doesn't look fishy at all, but it can actually help them cut the rope.

Seeing something pushed in through the crack in the door, he hurriedly rushed to the door: "Brother, which army are you from? Are you an undercover agent?"

Li Sheng originally turned around, but amid the violent gunshots, he heard Platoon Leader Zheng's question clearly.

He turned back slightly and said softly: "My name is Li Sheng, Sheng Sheng of Shengli. Please help me tell my wife and daughter that I love them."

Platoon leader Zheng wanted to ask more questions, but the door couldn't be pushed open.

"You know you won't survive if you let us go!"

Platoon Leader Zheng's eyes were red.

Li Cheng closed his eyes, turned to the door and said quickly: "I still have a task to complete, and now is a critical moment. I can't leave with you! There is a small door behind the factory. You can leave from there and go all the way north. Don’t look back!”

After speaking, he left quickly.

Platoon leader Zheng pushed the door twice more, but it didn't move. He had no choice but to seize the time to pick up the knife and pistol, untie all the border guards, and let Feng Bian down.

Feng Bian's hand was still tied with a bamboo stick, and his five fingers and even the back of his hand were swollen and purple.

"What...what should we do?"

Zhang Jijun's voice trembled.

Platoon Commander Zheng did not hesitate and quickly pulled out all the bamboo sticks with both hands.

"what!!!"

Feng Bian was still in a coma, but he was suddenly awakened by the pain.

Platoon Commander Zheng covered his mouth, cut a piece of cloth from his body with a knife and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Brother, hold on, bite this piece of cloth when you want to scream! Don't make a sound!"

He carried Feng Bian on his back, then turned around and commanded: "Everyone is here! Now go and carry your comrades who are still alive!"

What he meant by this was that those who died could only stay here.

No one objected.

Now is not the time for them to be pretentious. It is hard to say whether they can take out all the people who are still alive.

Everyone got ready quickly, and Platoon Leader Zheng also found the small door Li Sheng had mentioned.

As soon as he opened it, he subconsciously took out his pistol.

There was a person standing at the door.

Xue Yuke raised his foot and kicked his pistol away, then turned around and ran two steps to catch the pistol firmly.

"I'm here to save you, don't waste time, leave quickly!"

Platoon leader Zheng didn't bother to ask anything else. Time was running out and it was only proper to run out first.

Xue Yuke counted by the door. It wasn't until the last two people went out that he frowned and asked, "Why are there six missing?"

The last person was Zhang Jijun. He tried hard to maintain his voice: "Two people died on the road, and the bodies of four people are inside..."

Xue Yuke pushed him: "You go first, I'll be right back."

Zhang Jijun wanted to say something else, but when he felt the increasingly weak breathing of his comrades on his back, he gritted his teeth and turned to follow the team.

Xue Yuke briefly looked around the factory, climbed up to the high platform and took out two ropes and tattered clothes.

She wrapped the heads and faces of the four dead border guards in tattered clothes and tied them together with ropes. Then he pulled out a piece of floor leather that had been left in the corner for an unknown period of time, wrapped the four people tightly, and then dragged the four people away by the rope.

This sinful place is not worthy of housing border guards.

The further Zhang Jijun walked, the blurry his vision became.

Besides the rain there were his own tears.

The person just now sounded like a girl, not very old.

She went to save them, but he left them alone and walked away.

He is a soldier, how could he do such a thing? His life was saved by someone else!

The more I think about Zhang Jijun, the more guilty I feel. Just when he was about to hand over the person on his back to his teammates and go back to find them, a strange yet familiar voice came from beside him.

"Your steps are too slow. Is this how the army trains you? You can't walk as fast as a girl like me, you weak-footed shrimp."

Zhang Jijun turned around in shock.

She actually caught up!

He suddenly said happily: "You are still alive...ah no, you caught up! That's great!"

Xue Yuke continued to taunt: "I won't save you in vain, right? Look at you guys walking so slowly, won't you be chased by those drug dealers and collapse in a while?"

The rain was loud, but her shouts were louder.

When the people behind heard her words, an unknown fire arose in their hearts.

They had already used up too much energy in the fight and suffered some injuries, so they were walking slowly.

Now listening to Xue Yuke's words, adrenaline surged rapidly, and even the pain in his body was ignored. Several people suppressed their faces with anger, didn't say anything, and chased forward with all their might.

Zhang Jijun was not angry, he was so happy that he felt energetic.

Xue Yuke tightened the rope and quickened his pace.

She deliberately spoke to provoke these people.

Otherwise, if they continue walking slowly and are caught up by drug dealers, it will be a big deal. The teammates they are carrying may not be able to carry them anymore.

The car just now was out of gas, but Xue Yuke was very strong and didn't feel tired at all dragging the weight of four adults.