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When Qiao Song first joined the army, Duan Yelin was already famous far and wide.When he saw Duan Yelin for the first time, his face flushed with excitement, and he regarded him as his hero.

Lost people are willing to die for the hero, as long as the hero always exists there beautifully.

So Qiao Song remained motionless.

Duan Yelin said in a harsh tone: "I'm ordering you now, Qiao Song, don't you even listen to my orders?!"

Qiao Song stiffened his neck: "No, Commander! I want you to stay, unless you shoot me dead!"

"you……"

bang bang bang! ! !

It was too late for them to say a few more words, and the lunatics on the opposite side started their wanton carnival again, and they could be heard laughing hysterically and shouting: "Kill! Kill!!"

"Kill them! I will be free!"

"Go to hell, go to hell, hahahaha!!!"

I really don't know where Zhang Xiuming found these demons, all of them turned red eyes when they saw blood, like ogres, and even a few of them jumped up and bit people's necks without weapons.

"what--!"

Even well-trained soldiers, who have seen all-conquering enemies on the battlefield, have never seen such a vicious murderer, and are a little terrified by this cruel method.

What's more, it's not one or a few, but a group.

How did they know that some of these prisoners had killed their parents, wives and children, some had eaten human bodies, some had raped and plundered, some had dismembered corpses, and so on. Everyone's eyes are red.

What's more ruthless is that such an enemy is so ruthless that he even hits his own people, basically shooting with his eyes closed and regardless of whether he is the enemy or himself.

The last bullet in Duan Yelin's gun hit the forehead of a criminal who was about to plunge a sharp knife into the chest of a wounded soldier, and then he threw the gun away.

The rest of the gangsters became a little excited when they saw Duan Yelin: "There! Kill him! We will be rich!"

Duan Yelin wasn't afraid at all, instead he said to the others calmly: "Others just leave by themselves! Don't bother with me!"

Gritting his teeth, Qiao Song picked up the gun and wanted to rush out to serve as a shield for Duan Yelin, but Duan Yelin kicked him down, knocked him unconscious, and placed him in a hidden place aside.

"I'm sorry, Qiao Song, you are still young." Duan Yelin helped him straighten his hat.

The gangsters in the distance laughed wildly: "Withdraw? None of them can leave, they all have to die!"

Duan Yelin dragged his broken leg and ran back, limping, and the gangsters desperately chased forward, shooting back while chasing.

Several shots were shot within an inch of Duan Yelin's heel. If it weren't for the fact that these gangsters had no professional training in shooting, I'm afraid he would be a sieve by now.

When one person arrives at a group of people, it is really like a mantis holding a cart, looking east and ignoring west.

Duan Yelin ran for a while, and when the gangsters chased him to the place where the car had just overturned, Duan Yelin stopped suddenly, turned around, and threw something over, which landed on the ground with a crisp sound.

They looked down and saw that it was a lit lighter.

The flames swarmed mischievously, stretching out their heads to kiss the oil stains on the ground.

Before they could react, the lighter ignited the car oil leaking out of the ground with lightning speed, and the car oil burned the whole car along the oil trail!

The blazing flames were like a sudden judgment from hell, and suddenly burned the eyes of all the gangsters, followed by a terrified expression, the car exploded!

The gangsters surrounding the car even had time to lift their feet before being blasted out by an irresistible shock wave!The flesh was thrown far away like rubber balls, hitting the ground, the wall, and the river in various postures...the sound of fresh limbs breaking, the sound of plasma spurting, wailing and shouting.

The whole pier was washed with blood, gathered into a river, and even flowed into the sea. The water along the coast was dyed red, and even the bright moon in the water turned into a blood moon.

This is a hell no less than a battlefield.

The gangsters who stood far away and survived the disaster stared dumbfounded, swallowed, and for a while were afraid to advance rashly, shrinking back, looking at me and looking at you again.

Through the firelight, watching Duan Yelin standing in the fire, staring at the blood, really looks like the god of war descending, it is daunting.

However, only God of War knows that this is the last resort.

Suddenly I want to smoke, Duan Yelin thought.Because since he met Xu Hang, he hasn't smoked again.

The burning fire in the car was so scorching hot, and with the hot wind of summer night sweeping through, the sweat poured out and soaked the wound, the numb and numb feeling was extremely familiar.It's like those years in the trenches, shoulder to shoulder with comrades-in-arms, facing enemies, chewing grass roots and swallowing blood.

Compared with now, it seems to be about the same.

Or maybe it was better at that time, man, he always felt that he deserved to die on the battlefield.

Among the gangsters, there are not few smart people.They started whispering: "He's out of bullets, let's go!"

"Don't be impulsive! What if he has some bombs or something?"

"If he still had a weapon, he wouldn't have blown up the car used to cover him!"

"Damn it, if we fail anyway, we'll all be dead when we go back, why don't we just lay our backs before we die! Let's go together!"

The remaining gangsters huddled together and approached Duan Yelin step by step.The flames shot up into the sky, and Duan Yelin stood against the light again, standing there with iron bones, watching the conspiracy of these clowns with cold eyes.

The stronger he is, the more afraid those gangsters will be.

Finally, they came within range, and those few people didn't dare to move forward.The leader tremblingly picked up the gun, swallowed, and pressed the safety catch.

Before shooting, he looked around, for fear that there might be other ambushes.

No, no.Just one shot, after this shot, they are no longer death row prisoners, and they can be completely free.

The gangster with the gun was nervous, scared and excited, his whole face was mixed with blood and sweat, he grinned and smiled strangely.

"Go to see the King of Hades!"

Duan Yelin looked at the black muzzle of the gun from a distance, and thought, judging from the frequency and distance of this person's trembling hands, this gun should not hit.

But after one shot, what about the next shot?

The people around him were lying on the ground and couldn't get up, even Qiao Song had passed out.There is a cruise ship in the distance, and it is printed on the cruise ship to deliver food and grain and oil. If the grain and oil are still there, it should also cause a big explosion.Taking advantage of the chaos and then jumping into the river, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

He can't die here, if he dies, Shaotang won't be able to live.

He let out a long breath, moved his broken leg, gritted his teeth, and planned to rush.So he tried to bend down, posing for a sprint, and the muzzle of the gun also lowered a little.

The wrench was about to be pressed down, and the decapitated knife was hanging above his head.

A drop of hot sweat rolled down, Duan Yelin's throat moved, and he slowly counted down to himself in his heart.

three.The muzzle began to stabilize.

two.The jackal kept an eye on its prey.

one.He kicked his feet back hard.

boom!