He who saves others saves himself.
Li Muye decisively ordered Zhang Jinliang to shoot the commander of the camouflage soldiers with a sniper rifle. Use the method of surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao to help Markov decompress on the hillside.
Zhang Jinliang raised his gun and fired without hesitation, accurately hitting the colonel commander in the crowd. As soon as a shot was fired, the two brothers jumped down from the tree in tacit agreement and quickly moved to other locations. As expected, there was a loud sound of gunfire, and the sound of bullets hitting the ground was heard from behind.
"Split up to fight guerrillas, we can delay it for a while." Li Muye paused here and solemnly warned: "Do your best to obey fate, don't force it, the premise of all actions is to save your own life."
Zhang Jinliang said he understood, turned around and walked into the old forest.
Li Muye carried a submachine gun and shuttled through the old forest at a ghostly speed, shooting at the soldiers in bursts from time to time. Someone fell almost every time a shot was fired.
Although the soldiers lost their top commander, they only panicked for a moment, and quickly restored order. They spread out in a very well-organized manner, forming three teams in an orderly manner, and one main force was responsible for continuing to attack the hillside. of people, and the other two teams with small numbers but strong firepower were responsible for chasing Li Muye and Zhang Jinliang respectively. A soldier set up a rocket launcher. Li Muye turned sideways and shot him in the forehead.
At the same time, the rocket launcher in the hand of another soldier was fired. Li Muye did not hesitate at all, and jumped behind a huge rock a few meters away. When he turned around, he saw that the place where he was just now had been blown into a piece of scorched earth.
The sound of booming explosions was heard endlessly. Li Muye held his gun and shuttled through the forest like an arrow.
His face was like iron, and his heartbeat was like a drum.
This is war, and there is only a thin line between life and death. There is no so-called difference in status, only differences in combat literacy.
The strong live, the weak die.
At this time, there were not many living people left on the hillside. A white-haired and fat security guard protected Markov while fighting and retreating, and he had already reached the hillside. Li Muye kept paying attention to the movement over there while running, and saw this person at a glance. He looked quite old, with a middle-aged body and a stout body. He was less than 1.7 meters tall, but his movements were incredibly fast. Although he used a pistol, he was extremely accurate, and he could kill people with just a raise of his hand. If it weren't for his protection, Markov would have died long ago.
A commander loudly ordered the soldiers in Russian to climb the hillside and continue the pursuit. At this time, Zhang Jinliang's sniper rifle fired, and the commander fell to the ground.
Li Muye caught the opponent's panic moment and shouted in Russian to Markov and the two to run north. Seeing the short middle-aged bodyguard carrying Markov on his back and moving quickly towards this side like a cannonball, Li Muye turned around and left without hesitation, and at the same time sent a signal to Zhang Jinliang to retreat.
"Mr. Markov." In order to avoid misunderstanding, Li Muye greeted him first: "I am Li Muye, and I am here to help you."
The short middle-aged man said: "We don't have time to chatter. Let's go quickly and get rid of the pursuers first."
The two walked north side by side. The middle-aged man was still carrying a 200-pound fat man on his back. His speed through the old forest was no slower than that of Li Muye, who was always known for his speed. The mountains were high and the forests were dense. Soon he temporarily got rid of his pursuers. There were dense footsteps coming from the front, and the middle-aged man immediately raised his gun in his hand. Li Muye hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong, this is my person who is here to take care of you."
Lao Cui's huge body was the first to appear in sight, followed by the mink bear mercenaries.
Li Muye raised his voice and asked, "Where is Xu Jiwei?"
The old squad leader stepped out from the crowd and said, "Boss, I'm here."
Li Muye said: "Take fifty people to the southwest to meet Zhang Jinliang. He just deliberately stayed behind to attract fire, so we have a chance to get rid of the pursuers." Then he said to Lao Cui: "You take the others and arrange an ambush on the spot. Position, let’s take advantage of their underestimation of our firepower and their unstable footing to ambush them before leaving.”
Then he said: "If you can't fight, run away. Use your strong jungle combat capabilities to fight guerrillas with them. Think more about the mink bear last night. Don't be reckless or cowardly. Remember, I want these from the mink bear mercenaries." All brothers are alive and well, if one of them is missing, I will blame you."
After making these decisions in a hurry, Li Muye did not have time to carefully analyze the pros and cons, and immediately said to Markov in Russian: "Your Excellency, Chairman, and this gentleman, please continue walking northwest with me."
"Why go northwest?" the middle-aged man asked.
"This is a trap. The other party has already set up a dragnet, waiting for us to get in when we are eager to go down the mountain." Li Muye made a decisive judgment and said: "There is a camp in the northwest, surrounded by hunters' traps. We can go there Let’s rest for a while and then consider the next step, my people will lead the pursuers away.”
What else did the middle-aged man want to say, Markov said: "Vasily, stop talking. This Mr. Li is a friend of the Russians and can be trusted."
It turns out that his name is also Vasily, a name that is highly used in Russia.
"Mr. Chairman is injured and needs first aid." Vasily reminded: "We must find a place to treat his wounds as soon as possible."
The three of them continued running into the mountains of the northwest according to Li Muye's wishes. The sound of gunfire echoed behind him.
Three hours later, in the hunters' camp, Li Muye used a first-aid kit to help Markov simply treat the gunshot wound in his abdomen.
The bullet penetrated his specially-made hunting jacket, which had a certain bulletproof effect, and caused great damage to his waist and side. As long as it was handled properly, it would not kill him.
"Mr. Chairman, you need to be patient." Li Muye began to sew him up.
Markov gritted his teeth and nodded, indicating that there was no problem, and said: "Dear Li, how can I thank you? Last time you helped my brother, and this time you saved me. You are truly a good friend of the Russians."
Li Muye said: "Your Excellency, Chairman, there is no need to say any polite words. I now know that this is a conspiracy against you and me. Someone wants to keep you here forever, but I was deceived by this person to come here to act." The one who killed your scapegoat.”
"Liucinsky is a poisonous snake!" Markov gnashed his teeth: "In order to sit on the position of central bank governor, he has gone completely crazy."
A lunatic would not lay such a careful and vicious trap, and Liusinski was worthy of being a hero of his generation.
Li Muye quickly completed the suturing and began to bandage him with gauze. He said, "Don't worry, sir. My Cui security will definitely find a way to protect you and return you to Moscow safely."
"Cui's Security?" Markov asked in surprise: "When did you start this kind of business?"
Li Muye lowered his head to check the guns and ammunition, deliberately not looking at Markov, and said: "Rather than caring about why I am interested in the security business, why not worry about how to get through this hurdle?"
Vasily said in a deep voice: "The team just now has about 230 people. It uses German equipment as its main combat weapon. The weapons are excellent and the individual combat literacy is equivalent to ten levels. The same number of Alpha detachments may not be the same. The opponent, if commanded properly, has every chance of defeating or even destroying the pursuers."
"You're amazing!" Li Muye looked at this fat man with an unremarkable name and average appearance in surprise, and asked, "How did you know that?"
Markov introduced: "Vasily is the former chief instructor of tactics and combat at Alpha."
Vasily said: "The sound of gunfire, the sound of footsteps... With your physical strength, if you pay enough attention, you have the opportunity to hear a lot of content."
Li Muye waved his hand disinterestedly and said, "Let's forget it. I have too many things to worry about."
The sound of gunfire in the distance could be heard from time to time. Vasily listened carefully for a while and said: "Your tactical commander is an amazing professional soldier. They are fighting guerrillas with two regiments in the south and have led the opponent away. The correct tracking direction, we’ll be fine for the time being.”
Li Muye said: "Their mission is not just to lead those people around."
Vasily nodded and said: "They adopted an intrusion tactic of breaking up into parts. They used about ten people as a separate combat unit. With their super jungle mobility and equipment advantages, they caused a lot of trouble for the pursuers. The most important thing is There is a big problem with the command system of the pursuers."
"Your ears are better than satellite live broadcasts." Li Muye said with admiration.
Vasily said: "When you calm down, everyone can listen to the voices of all things."
This sentence reminded Li Muye of Anasayev. Maybe the world in the eyes of the strong is really different from what we see and hear
Markov groaned in pain. Although the wound had been treated, for an old man of his age, such an injury was still very serious. He can be considered a tough guy and has been enduring great pain.
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Vasily knew that if the pain had not reached a certain level, the chairman, who was a soldier, would not have grunted. He couldn't help but asked with concern: "Sir, how do you feel?"
Markov shook his head slightly and said: "My dearest brother Vasily, I seem to have heard God's call."
"No, it won't." Markov said: "If God really wants to call you, he won't let Mr. Li appear in time to save us. Mano, my good brother, please, please don't give up. Myself, believe me, we will definitely be able to return to Moscow alive, and you still want to celebrate little Lucia’s sixteenth birthday.”
Mano is the abbreviation of Markov's name, which is usually only called by his closest family members.
Markov said: "Dear little brother Vasily, I am tired."
Li Muye said: "When you are tired, have a good sleep. Your Excellency, Chairman, you must live even if it is just for your enemies!"
Markov smiled bitterly and said: "There is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ours. There is no time to rest. That beast Liusinsky will not let me go."
In such a desperate situation, once a person's spiritual will is relaxed, it will be difficult to revive it. Li Muye realized that he could not let the situation get worse, so he decisively put his hand on the back of Markov's neck, squeezed it slightly, and Markov fell asleep.
Vasily watched silently from the side without making any expression. Obviously he knew Li Muye's intentions.
"He must live!" Li Muye said firmly: "He lost too much blood and is old. Under this environment, it is almost impossible to recover from his injuries. He must be sent out of the mountain as soon as possible."
Vasily sighed: "What I'm most worried about is that he won't be able to hold on until then. He has diabetes and hasn't eaten for more than eight hours."
Li Muye said: "He can't eat even if I give him food in this state." After saying that, he took a big drink of water, then took out the hunting knife he carried with him, cut a gash on his wrist, and drew blood. The seed came out and stuffed it into Markov's mouth without hesitation. (End of chapter)