The car had driven out of the train station for about five kilometers, and an explosion sounded without warning at the corner of the intersection.
At three o'clock in the morning, government forces took the lead to open fire on illegal militants who had invaded and occupied the city of Yeni.
At the moment when the explosion sounded, Ye Jian just approached the entrance of the air-raid shelter, and suddenly heard the explosion sound, her eyes tightened severely, she flashed to the side and asked in a low voice, "What's the situation ahead!"
"The vehicle was attacked. It should have been the government army that opened fire on illegal armed elements." Li Jinnian replied to Ye Jian for the first time. In the light of the fire, the pair of indifference that seemed to be cold for thousands of years, he said again: "Rescue Yang Heng The opportunity is here."
With the sound of the explosion, the storm commando members who had been chasing after the explosion sounded their agility and found the cover on the spot. In less than thirty seconds, the demon king Li Jinnian was the first to get up and screamed, "Go fast!"
The NRPL militants had to withdraw from the city of Yeni after the defeat, so now it is the Libyan government forces that are firing at the illegal militants.
Then, they are confident enough to rescue Yang Heng as soon as possible.
Gunshots rang out. Yang Heng, who was sitting in the open jeep, had his hands and feet tied up, and the guy who was holding him pushed him out of the car rudely.
"Damn! Get off quickly! Get off!"
Shouting, Yang Heng, who was inconvenient to move, fell out of the car in a daze. The bullet hit the jeep. In the sound of gunshots, the illegal militant who was holding Yang Heng was about to lift Yang Heng up. He was hit by a bullet. Directly hitting the head, red blood and white brains splashed Yang Heng all over, and the whole person directly smashed towards Yang Heng.
Instead of hitting Yang Heng, he slammed into the car that just opened half of the door. The blood flowed like an opened faucet, and hit the corpse inside the car into a weird twist. It was Yang Heng who fell from the car and hit half of his face with pain.
Yang Heng, who fell to the ground, didn't know that the man was shot headshot, and his face was splashed with blood plasma. He listened to the rain-like gunshots, and his tied hands trembled slightly.
Faced to the ground, Yang Heng calmed his mind and turned over and arched his body again. Just as he was about to stand up, a warm, thick, watery, non-aqueous liquid flowed onto his face, and thick blood rushed over his face.
As if thinking of something, Yang Heng whose face changed suddenly had already vomited "Wow".
No wonder he fell and these guys didn't drag him away immediately. No wonder he heard something hit the car just now. It turns out...
Yang Heng vomited uncontrollably and turned his head, and then went to his back next to the jeep. With a face covered with blood, he couldn't even breathe, because as long as he opened his mouth... the blood on his face would flow into his mouth.
His breath was already surrounded by a thick bloody smell, raising his arm, Yang Heng hurriedly wiped his face with his head, so that the bloody right eye could be opened normally.
He didn't look to see if the guy next to him was dead or alive. He hoped that this guy was dead, so that he could easily untie the rope that bound his feet.
"It's the government army! The government army attacked us, retreat! Retreat!"
The gunfire was mixed with the yelling of illegal militants, who had already jumped off the truck and began to counterattack and retreat. Their voices were a little trembling, and it was obvious that they were also scared.
A black shadow approached when Yang Heng bowed his head and was struggling to untie the rope. Yang Heng suddenly noticed that he subconsciously flicked when he heard the shadow say: "I am a Chinese soldier!"