Boom, boom, boom...
Gunshots boomed, and anyone could die at any moment, just like the government soldier who had just told Ling Feng to leave.
One second he was telling Ling Feng to leave, the next a bullet flew through his forehead, and he stiffened and fell to the ground, bright red blood slowly flowing from the bullet hole.
Ling Feng watched this scene unfold, his pupils contracting slightly, and he stood frozen, looking at the corpse with complex emotions.
Although they didn't know each other, he had still urged Ling Feng to leave. He was still using his life to buy time for the civilians to escape.
This soldier was worthy of respect!
But as the gunshots grew closer, Ling Feng came to his senses, looked at the AK beside the corpse, said an apology to the soldier, picked it up, and put it in his backpack.
Then he quickly got up and fled the scene at a high speed. The reason he didn't hold the gun in his hand was something everyone should understand.
Although Ling Feng didn't know where Leng Feng was now, as long as he followed the people running into the city, he should be able to meet him, and perhaps even accidentally stumble upon the Chinese embassy.
Ling Feng weaved through the crowd at high speed, and almost no bullets hit him. Soon, Ling Feng ran into the city.
As soon as he entered the city, it was equally chaotic. People were fleeing in all directions, and many bodies lay in pools of blood. The sound of gunfire and shelling indicated that this group of Red Army soldiers was likely conducting a siege rather than just attacking from the beach.
"It's so chaotic, I don't know which way to go," Ling Feng frowned, scanning his surroundings. Who knew the system would start with a bang and go straight into a gunfight.
"Tundu! Run!"
A familiar voice sounded in Ling Feng's ear. Wasn't that the name of the black child? Ling Feng had now recalled a lot of the plot, and with his current hearing, he could always pick out the sounds he needed even in a noisy environment.
Ling Feng turned his head and saw that it was indeed the little chubby kid, as his appearance was too memorable. Beside him was another person, Leng Feng.
"It's exactly the same, an alternate dimension counterpart?" Ling Feng couldn't help but blurt out upon seeing Leng Feng's face.
But this was hardly the time to ponder such questions. He quickly chased after Leng Feng, who was heading in the opposite direction, and amidst the hail of bullets, Ling Feng soon caught up.
With his special forces-level alertness, Leng Feng immediately noticed Ling Feng following him. After glancing at Ling Feng's appearance, he asked with some surprise, "Chinese?"
No wonder Leng Feng was surprised. Although there were people with yellow skin and black hair in Africa, they were rare, and he vaguely felt a familiar yet strange aura about Ling Feng.
Familiarity came from a sense of kinship with Ling Feng, while strangeness came from not knowing him.
Dada, dada...
"Yes, Chinese," Ling Feng nodded while bending down to dodge bullets.
Leng Feng originally wanted to ask how a minor like him ended up in a war-torn region like Africa.
But they were on the street now, and a bullet could blast their heads at any moment, so Leng Feng just shouted, "Follow me."
Then Leng Feng dragged the chubby black kid and pushed open the door of a shop.
As soon as he opened the door, Leng Feng was surprised. Who would have thought there were government soldiers inside? Seeing the government soldiers pointing their guns at them, looking tense and ready to fire, he quickly shouted, "Don't shoot."
Upon seeing Leng Feng and the others, the shop owner also quickly pleaded, "Don't shoot. They are good people."
Hearing this, the black soldier, sure that Leng Feng and the others were unarmed, gestured inside with his gun and said, "Go, go, go!"
Seeing this, Leng Feng pulled the little chubby kid and walked inside, with Ling Feng closely following. He had a slightly better impression of the shop owner. Although he was a profiteer who exploited his own countrymen, he had spoken up for them at this moment and not betrayed them.
Clang!
Boom, boom, boom!!!
Not long after Ling Feng and the others entered, a group of Red Army soldiers kicked open the door. The government soldiers, who had just lowered their guns, were stunned and quickly tried to raise them to fire, but it was too late. As soon as the Red Army soldiers rushed in and saw the government soldiers, they immediately opened fire.
Four or five government soldiers were shot dead before they could even fire their weapons. Ling Feng squatted on the ground, watching this scene in a daze.
What the hell! The regular army couldn't even take down a single rebel?
Seeing this, Leng Feng quickly shielded the chubby black kid behind him. He thought they would be safe for a while, but little did he know he was walking into a death trap.
"If you want to live, get down," the leader of the Red Army soldiers warned everyone in the room, pointing his gun at them. (PS: All translated into Chinese to avoid accusations of padding.)
The shop owner was also bewildered. Everything happened so quickly. Seeing someone pointing a gun at his head, he fumbled around and then took out a red cloth, shouting, "The Red Army will win."
The other man, holding an AK, kept pointing it at the owner's head and verbally threatening him.
To be honest, this person's mood changed as quickly as flipping a page.
"No! Let her go!"
Not far away, a black woman in a purple dress was being dragged away by Red Army soldiers. Her husband roared in anger and rushed forward, trying to grab the soldier to stop him from taking his wife, but it was all in vain. In front of a gun, humans were incredibly weak.
The man was shot dead with a burst of gunfire, and his wife was dragged away.
Ling Feng and Leng Feng frowned upon seeing this. They both knew the fate of women who were taken away. Her husband was a brave man, risking danger to save his wife.
Leng Feng could no longer tolerate it, but he didn't rush forward impulsively, as that would only lead to bullets. His eyes scanned the Red Army soldiers, confirming they weren't paying attention to him and noting their positions. He then stealthily reached for a bottle of Maotai on the shelf.
After getting the Maotai, his eyes instantly became sharp. He aimed at the only Red Army soldier holding a gun and smashed it, hitting him. Leng Feng, being a genius sniper, had incredibly accurate aim.
Crack!
Instantly, the soldier's head was blasted. The man's head received a heavy blow, and a wave of dizziness washed over him. Leng Feng seized the opportunity and rushed out like a leopard, kicking away the Red Army soldier at the cash register.
Dada, dada!
By the time the man who was hit by the Maotai recovered, he immediately aimed his gun at Leng Feng. Leng Feng dodged a few bullets by shifting his body and then rushed up to him, executing a series of disarming techniques flawlessly, knocking him to the ground.
Dada, dada!!!
The Red Army soldier who was initially kicked down by Leng Feng immediately got up and unleashed a burst of gunfire at Leng Feng. With his extensive combat experience, Leng Feng's combat awareness was naturally strong.
He instinctively ducked, then charged forward, grabbed the gun barrel, and once again employed his disarming technique. However, this time the man wasn't just knocked down; his arm was dislocated, and he was kicked flying by Leng Feng, falling to the ground unable to move.
Then, he raised his gun and shot the Red Army soldier who was still holding the woman and hadn't reacted.
The commotion inside the shop naturally alerted the Red Army soldiers outside. Soon, people rushed in from three entrances, raising their guns to attack. But Leng Feng was a special forces soldier, and his reaction speed was extraordinarily fast. As soon as those people entered, he quickly raised his gun and fired. Those people were like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather, one by one, giving away their lives.
Ling Feng watched the events that unfolded in less than ten seconds with a face full of shock. It was damn cool!
But he couldn't let Leng Feng have all the glory. Seeing someone rush in from the far right with a saber, Ling Feng drew the Wufeng Sword from his back and charged forward. Although his physical abilities were suppressed, his skills were not.
He kicked the attacker away and pierced his chest with his long sword, giving him a complete "heart-piercing, soul-flying" package.
Then he immediately went to support Leng Feng. After a flying kick sent someone who had just rushed in flying, he slashed at the back of someone attacking Leng Feng, creating a gash.
The man winced in pain, his movements faltering.
Leng Feng clearly didn't expect Ling Feng to help, but this was not the time to concern himself with such matters. He seized the opportunity, gripped the unloaded gun like a club, and hit the man away.
Hearing the sound of a door opening and footsteps from behind, he spun 360 degrees and slammed the butt of his gun into the stomach of the person who had just entered, knocking him to the ground.
The human stomach was already fragile, and being hit there would cause pain, let alone such a heavy blow from Leng Feng. The man directly fainted from the pain.
At the same time, Ling Feng also cut down a Red Army soldier who was trying to escape, his sword once again stained with blood.
"Quick, help me block the door," Leng Feng shouted to Ling Feng, then moved past him and knocked over the nearby cargo racks to block the entrance. A person's stamina was limited. If more people came in, even a special forces soldier wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
"Okay," Ling Feng, who was already by the door, quickly knocked over the cargo racks to block the door as Leng Feng instructed.
"Damn it! Get down!" Leng Feng seemed to have seen something terrifying and quickly pulled Ling Feng to the ground.