inside the room.
Lu Yang's body was dripping with blood, as if every part of his body was seriously injured. After the extreme pain, there was no numbness, but a more intense pain.
Even if he has experienced pain-bearing training, such pain is unbearable for him.
"Lu Yang, as long as you say the name of the real murderer, we will never break our promise and will send you to the hospital alive." One of the interrogators, a strong man holding a dagger drawn from Lu Yang's shoulder, asked with a sullen face road.
He used English, and in order for Lu Yang to hear clearly, every word was pronounced clearly.
However, when he said these words, the tip of the dagger gathered blood little by little and fell into strands, dropping drop by drop onto the dusty ground.
Soon, it got wet.
Lu Yang's face turned pale in pain, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.
Ever since they were caught, they have been asking "who is the real murderer who killed their second master".
However, he remembered that he killed him himself, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to hold on to him and try to kill him.
Listening to what they mean, it seems that they suddenly learned that "the real murderer is someone else", but they didn't get accurate information, so they came to him for torture.
but-
Even if they said another name, they would still kill themselves.
In the intense pain, Lu Yang's brain turned very slowly, and it was difficult to think about any problem. He reluctantly rationalized his thoughts, but his mouth was tightly closed, and he didn't say a word.
"Say!"
The interrogator waited for a while, looked at Lu Yang who didn't say a word, and suddenly shouted angrily, raised his hand and stabbed the dagger into Lu Yang's shoulder again.
Lu Yang clenched his teeth tightly, forcing himself not to shout.
outside the door.
"Depend on!"
Liang Zhiqiong couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, grabbing the submachine gun tightly.
Mo Shangyun shook his hand and drew Liang Zhiqiong's attention.
Liang Zhiqiong looked at her with red eyes, her eyes full of anger.
Instead of the lightness and excitement just now, there was annoyance and heaviness, and a pair of eyes were flushed red, as if blazing with anger.
She had never met Liu Yang or knew Lu Yang before, and the person Mo Shangyun described had no real feeling to her. Even if she came here all the way, it is difficult for her to have a real feeling without actual combat experience. When he saw that these gangsters brutalized Lu Yang, when he saw that Lu Yang was covered in blood and forcibly endured the pain, Liang Zhiqiong suddenly realized - this is true, it will hurt, bleed, hurt, and even will die, it's all true.
This is not a drill!
It's not an exercise that will only smoke overhead even if you hang up!
They don't even have the perfect gear for drills!
Liang Zhiqiong was very angry, took a deep breath, her chest seemed to explode with anger, she wished she could just rush in and swipe a shuttle of bullets from them, but her barely maintained rationality reminded her that she couldn't do this.
- She hasn't even killed anyone yet.
Liang Zhiqiong suddenly understood what Mo Shangjun said when he called Yan Tianxing.
All her blood and impulses were forcibly suppressed at this moment, and she was suddenly pulled into reality from her fantasy of fighting, and she gradually realized what a reckless action this was.
Can-
Mo Shangyun remained calm.
Mo Shangjun gave her a sign language.
"Wait for the order, suppress the fire. 』
Liang Zhiqiong took a deep breath and nodded heavily towards Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun dodged away from the door frame and looked for the entrance of another room connected to this room.
She would invade with Liang Zhiqiong separately, lest someone flee to another room and shoot them anti-cold shot.
When retreating for a distance, Mo Shangjun explained the attack to Yan Tianxing.
"They'll be here soon." Yan Tianxing's voice was deep, reminding Mo Shangjun not to act rashly.
"It will take time to climb up," Mo Shangjun frowned lightly, "Lu Yang is seriously injured."
"They won't let Lu Yang die." Yan Tianxing said almost firmly.
"I see," Mo Shangyun said in a light voice, "but please forgive us, it's the first time we've seen this scene, and we can't bear it."
If he hadn't reminded himself repeatedly that rushing up like this would only kill him, Mo Shangjun would probably rush up immediately.
Liang Zhiqiong was extremely angry when a person she didn't know was tortured like this. What's more, the one who was sitting there and being interrogated was a friend she had known for a month.
She has to do something.
Whatever it is, something has to be done.
This kind of scene makes them unable to sit back and watch.
"… "
Over the phone, Yan Tianxing was almost mad at her.
I thought this was not her first actual combat, at least she knew the risks of the action, and would calmly wait for support, but she didn't expect it to be no different from Liang Zhiqiong's first actual combat.
Mo Shangyun didn't explain too much.
In addition to what she said, if she read it right, the knife just went off the rails and stabbed Lu Yang in the artery. But it's too far away, she can't be 100% sure, and naturally there is no need to tell Yan Tianxing.
All in all, it was impossible for them to just wait for Ye Qianxiao and Helian Changmin to arrive.
especially-
Under the premise that she clearly knew that this was not going to die.
"Several people, details." Yan Tianxing said coldly, with a bit of obvious anger.
When Mo Shangjun entered the next room, he whispered the general situation to Yan Tianxing.
However, their actions were also very simple. Liang Zhiqiong suppressed them and forced them into the corner, while Mo Shangyun dealt with them individually.
If you can fight in close quarters, you can fight in close quarters. If you can't, you can only kill them.
Such an obvious crime scene, not to mention the wicked and armed with firearms, they have enough reasons to shoot them.
It's just that for them, it's a bit of a psychological barrier.
"… Um."
Yan Tianxing, who couldn't help, responded a little unhappily.
Anyway, no matter what the situation is, Yan Tianxing can only sit in. For Mo Shangyun, who can imagine any possibility of combat under known conditions, even if she raids alone, she is absolutely certain.
Now is the battlefield where Mo Shangyun is good at.
"Don't worry, it's alright."
Raising his hand to touch the earphone, Mo Shangyun gently hooked his lower lip and said in a soothing way.
Yan Tianxing was silent for a while, and then said with a gloomy face: "Wait until you come back alive."
"Row."
Mo Shangyun deserves to be refreshed.
But when he turned around, he muttered, "Like a little daughter-in-law..."
Yan Tianxing, who could hear clearly over the phone: "..."
Reminding himself again and again to settle accounts after the autumn, Yan Tianxing kept silent, pretending not to hear, nor directly arguing with Mo Shangyun.
While speaking, Mo Shangyun had come to another room.
There is no one in the room, but it is not empty. There are a pile of abandoned machine tools, dust accumulation and spider webs all over the room. Although there are no doors and windows, it is usually ventilated, but when you are in it, you can still feel the dust and decay in the air. The smell, a smell that had been abandoned for a long time, made Mo Shangyun frown unconsciously.
This room had obviously been passed over. In the thick dust pile on the ground, it was full of footprints after walking. Mo Shangyun glanced at it roughly, and then walked forward along the footprints.
In the premise of not knowing someone to rescue, it is indeed impossible for someone to hide in such a room, but Mo Shangyun did not relax his vigilance, and took every step lightly. Gradually, he could hear the sound of interrogation from the next room.
The voice is very loud, and every word is bitten very hard, like thunder in the sky, extremely harsh.
Under the cover of such a voice, although Mo Shangyun was getting closer, she basically had no problem speaking, but she was a little nervous. She didn't speak all the way from the front door to the door close to the next room.
the other side.
Outside the door, Liang Zhiqiong, who had been clutching the submachine gun tightly, waited for Mo Shangyun's order in extreme tension.
It wasn't long, but every minute and second was a torment for her.
She had never waited so anxiously.
During the year of her enlistment, basic formations such as standing in the military posture were the things she disliked the most, and her performance was the worst every time.
But other operational military skills, she often performed very prominently.
Waiting for her is the most difficult.
However, Peng Yuqiu seemed to have figured out her true nature, and kept talking on the phone, teaching her the skills of suppressing firepower, teaching her how to use the submachine gun flexibly... I talked a lot.
However, Liang Zhiqiong still did not relax, but also suppressed the dangerous actions without making any impulses.
finally-
She saw the side door that she had been observing, and a flashing attack gesture came into view.
here we go!
044. Battle