The sound of gunfire suddenly became more intense.
The flames burned fiercely in the night, and in the flickering light, he stood in the dark corner and looked at the back of his right hand that was stained with blood. He then raised it and licked the back of his hand. When he turned around, a figure suddenly rushed out from the other side of the corner.
Under the intense gunfire, the bricks on the surrounding walls exploded and scattered. The person clearly wanted to break out of the encirclement, but he was forced back by the sudden increase in gunfire. As soon as the person rushed out, he raised his head and saw the figure in front of him. He had already raised his gun subconsciously and pulled the trigger. With a bang, the bullet flew past his ear and hit the wall behind him. As the tiles exploded, the figure who suddenly rushed over was stunned.
"Jia, Jiaming... How did you get here..."
Mu Qingqing looked at the man standing in front of her and was slightly stunned. At this time, she could not look too closely. Just as she finished speaking, another bullet flew past her. She rushed forward and pulled Jiaming to the side of the low wall behind them. It was dark on this side, and the small wall was vertical. It was also a blind spot for the enemy. At this time, the sound of gunfire outside was boiling. She looked at the side door of the factory not far away, and her breathing quickened.
"Just now, someone rushed over. You didn't see it, right? We can't break out, so we have to run back. The police will be here soon..." After saying a few words, she looked at Jiaming's face. "What's wrong with you? I told you to take the things back. Why did you follow me?"
At this time, the threat of death was close at hand. As she spoke, her arm trembled slightly. She pointed at the side door of the factory not far in front of them. "When I say one, two, three, you run with me. Do you understand?
One... two... "
The current situation did not allow for too much hesitation. Just now, she wanted to rush out from the other side. She did not see Surapu coming over, but she did hear that high-profile sentence, "I'm coming, and you will all die." In her opinion, after this person made his move, the rest of the people started to do the real cleaning. After all, time was limited, and the police would come eventually. Since they could not break out now, they should go back and hold on for a few minutes with the others.
After saying "three," she pulled Jiaming and rushed out. Halfway through, she seemed to be accidentally pushed by Jiaming. A bullet brushed past her back. Her body staggered, and then she suddenly jumped out.
When she stood up with a thud, she had already jumped through the side door. Jiaming stood behind her, looking back.
Under Mu Qingqing's lead, the two stuck close to the wall and passed through a few rooms. When they reached the big room, bullets were constantly pouring in from the window. Most of the objects within sight were destroyed. The injured Mu Cha sat in the corner, Fatty hid beside a window, and Ding Xiong leaned behind a broken table. It seemed that his hand was also injured, and now it was bleeding. The rest of the people had also found a place to hide. Just now, they could still occasionally return fire from the window. But now, the stray bullets that hit the machinery and scattered in all directions were fatal. It was already a problem for the injured people who were blocked by the window to come over.
Seeing that someone had come in, Mu Cha and the rest who had raised their guns put them down. He covered the wound on his lower abdomen with one hand, and the pain made him sweat. "Is there no other way?"
"Their people are everywhere... But reinforcements should be here soon, right?"
"Yeah..."
Even though that was what they said, the enemy's firepower was still pouring in. The people around were already surrounding them. If they risked looking out the window, they would see some people walking out of the room with submachine guns. Once they got close, there would be no blind spots for them to hide in. All of this would happen in less than a minute. While they were talking, a police officer noticed the person behind Mu Qingqing. "Why is he here..."
Before he could finish his sentence, something was thrown in from the side window. Mu Qingqing shouted, "Get down..." Following a loud bang, flames burst out and waves of air swept in all directions.
The factory was huge, and not many people were directly affected by the explosion. However, in an instant, the air waves rolled and some debris flew in all directions. Wood shavings, iron pieces, and the like smashed into the walls. Amidst the flying dust, the asbestos tiles on the roof began to fall. Ding Xiong, who was not far away, pushed away the thing that was pressing on him and rushed over.
Mu Qingqing shook the dust off her hair. The flickering flames caused a glare, and her ears were buzzing. The people around her were struggling to get up.
"We have to get out now..."
"There's no chance..."
"Go that way."
"We have to give it a try."
"I'm sorry... I've gotten everyone into trouble..."
People often lost their sense of reality at critical moments. The people around her were talking, and the meaning was clear, but it was hard to tell who was speaking. Someone beside her stood up and grabbed Jiaming's shirt. "There must be a loophole. Since he can get in, there must be a loophole in their encirclement..."
Before he could finish, there was another huge tremor. Just now, the wall of the cubicle that she and Jiaming had run through collapsed. Their goal was to kill people, and the other party had no qualms about using grenades. Mu Qingqing raised her hand and fired two shots outside. An injured police officer beside her screamed and jumped up, raising his gun and rushing toward the window.
Mu Qingqing followed behind him and fired non-stop. Just now, the ringing in her ears continued, and her mind was in chaos. Perhaps she was going to die, but if she did not fight now, she might not even have the chance to fight. There was fire, dust, blood, and whistling bullets all around her. Everything she did was subconscious. She had the courage to do it because this was the only thing she could do, so no matter how difficult it was, she had to do it.
However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not make up for the difference in reality. The moment the person in front of her rushed to the window, he was already flying out. She could almost see the blood on his body as he flew through the air. His right hand that was holding the gun was raised in mid-air. He probably did not even have the time to fire a shot. Through the side of the person, she could see the three people in the small square outside shooting with their guns, and the figure shooting from the window of the two-storey building in the distance. The bullet flew past her cheek, and she could see the gaze of the Grim Reaper.
At the same time, a dark shadow walked past her and caught the pistol that was flying in mid-air. Then, the shadow pushed the flying body in front of her to the side.
Mu Qingqing slipped and fell to the ground. She instinctively reached out her left hand and grabbed the corner of the dark shadow in front of her. She seemed to have seen the scene of the person in front of her being shot, but the process seemed to be very long. It was so long that it seemed like a moment had turned into an eternity. After all, she did not fall completely. Through her limited vision, she saw red flowers blooming outside. It was the scene of people's heads exploding in the small square.
At the same time, on the small building opposite, Min Kun saw the scene of a sniper's head exploding.
At this time, he was ready to leave. The person next to the window was Surapu's mercenary. In fact, he did not care about Surapu. His son was dead, and he only cared about revenge. Regardless, he had to admit that they were very powerful. Just now, they had an overwhelming advantage. Even if their people walked into the square, the police would not be able to shoot them. Now that Mu Cha and the others were dead, it was time for him to leave.
And the moment he finished telling his son in his heart and got up, he saw a bloody light rushing out in front of him.
Blood rushed to the wall behind him. The head of the person by the window was instantly smashed. Half of his skull was blown off. At a window further away, a person's head seemed to have bloomed and withered in an instant. The person fell down with a gun in his hand. A trusted subordinate was walking towards him. At that moment, he passed by the window. Then, half of his face was sliced off. The bullet shot through the side of his face, taking away the scattered bones and blood in an instant. The person was fine a moment ago, but the next moment, from the bridge of his nose down, including his entire chin, had completely disappeared. He did not feel anything at all. He took two steps towards Min Kun and then fell to the ground with a bang.
Witnessing such a scene, Min Kun stood rooted to the ground. At that moment, he felt as if his heart had stopped beating …
A few seconds later, the gunshots on the side began to quiet down. In the burning and messy factory, the people were completely unable to react to the scene in front of them. They began to struggle to get up from the ground with their guns raised. The people who were ready to fight were now a little helpless. Mu Qingqing stood there and looked at the man in front of her whom she had been with for more than half a year. Just now, he had taken away the magazine from her.
Because she had pulled him and pulled him to squat down, his clothes were now a little dirty. At this moment, he just stood by the window and aimed his gun outside. The only thing he was doing seemed to be pulling the trigger.
On the square, the three people who threw the grenades with their submachine guns had already fallen. There were still people in the building on the other side, but they would be shot as soon as they stuck their heads out. A corpse fell from the top floor and landed on the steps in front of the building.
No one spoke. Everyone just stared blankly at the man's actions. The flames flickered and no one could understand such a scene. Just now, the people on the other side were suppressing the people on the other side. Now, he had completely suppressed everyone on the other side.
Ten seconds later, Jiaming glanced at Mu Qingqing beside him. "I'm going out to clean up. You guys get ready to come out."
After that, he pulled out a dagger from the body of a police officer beside him and jumped out of the window. Under the cover of the objects on the square, he rushed towards the row of houses. Moments later, the massacre extended out of the windows in the night.
Mu Cha struggled to get up. After a long time, he could speak. "Captain Mu, this friend of yours … Who was he in the past?
The People's Liberation Army Special Forces? "
"Er, this …" Mu Qingqing recovered from the shock. "I'm not sure …"
*****
When Mu Qingqing reached the top of the building, she saw Jiaming holding a sniper rifle and shooting at a corner of the roof.
She walked over cautiously and hid behind the roof to look out. The people who had surrounded them were now completely defeated. There were probably still people escaping in the forest. Every time Jiaming fired a shot, someone would fall in the night. Some people would scream, while others didn't even have time to scream.
She looked up at Jiaming's side profile. She had never seen such an expression on his face. In the past, he was either dull or deep. Now, his expression … How should she put it? It was like the feeling of an excellent technician who had completed a meticulous job. He was confident and meticulous, except … Well, he was indeed killing people now.
She didn't know if she should stop him. She didn't know if he would still listen to her. At least, Mu Cha and the others didn't dare to come up at all. Who knew what kind of mental state he was in now? In the past, when Mu Qingqing introduced him to them, she always said that Jiaming was mentally ill.
The sound of the police car was approaching. This time, it was the real big team. It seemed that they had started to go up the mountain. When Mu Qingqing wanted to say something, Jiaming put down his gun.
"I won't say goodbye."
"Huh?"
"I've been muddle-headed for the past few years. There are some things that I haven't figured out. I don't want anyone to investigate me."
"You, you are leaving …"
Jiaming reached out and patted her head. "I have to find some people and do some things. Your home is in Jianghai. Maybe I will find you when the time comes.
My home … should be in Jianghai too. "
Mu Qingqing looked at him. "Have you really recovered your memory?"
"It's not specific, but I remember what I should remember."
Jiaming smiled. His smile was a little stiff. "Some people, I probably have to meet to understand what they mean to me … This time, you brought me to Hong Kong is tantamount to using public resources for personal use. It will bring you a lot of trouble. You have to be mentally prepared."
Mu Qingqing nodded and then shrugged. "At worst, I will be fired. I won't go to jail …"
"If you are caught, don't worry. I will get you out."
"This … You don't have to praise me like that … Haha …" Mu Qingqing laughed. Then, she saw Jiaming suddenly jump down from the building. Only then did she remember something. "Hey, my address in Jianghai is …"
"If necessary, I will find out."
Downstairs, the figure waved his hand. Mu Qingqing stood there. The night wind blew, blowing away the smell of blood. It was cool and refreshing. She watched as the figure walked further and further away. Finally, he disappeared into the forest. Suddenly, she laughed. That smile was a little complicated. She didn't know what to feel in her heart …