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After dragging the man behind the wall, Liu Boyang dragged out the Desert Eagle again, and gestured to Yue Ziqiu in the distance.

Seeing Liu Boyang's gesture, Yue Ziqiu fired immediately. The first shot hit the head of the opposing sentry, keeping it secret on the spot, and then killed several militants in Liu Boyang's advancing route.

The gunshots rang out, and the terrorists immediately woke up. The two machine gunners threw down their cigarette butts and just jumped off the off-road vehicle. The heads of the two machine gunners spun out from the back of their heads, and the mud wall was covered with brains and brains.

Liu Boyang quickly approached the house where the hostages were held. This is a closed-room building in country F. You don’t need to think about it to know that there must be several muzzles waiting for you. Liu Boyang put the Desert Eagle back into the holster and walked along the earthen wall. He quietly climbed up to the roof and looked in through the skylight. Several guys in long robes were nervously aiming at the door, and the ragged blond woman crouched shyly in the corner.

Without the slightest hesitation, Liu Boyang fired directly with the Desert Eagle, which is far more convenient than a light machine gun in such a narrow environment. In less than two seconds, all the terrorists in the room were killed before they even had time to look up. Killed, everyone was hit by two bullets on the top of the head, headshot and died.

The female hostage squatting in the corner screamed in fright. Liu Boyang fell from the skylight, but because he was covered with an Arab scarf and wore a dirty military jacket, his identity could not be discerned at all, so the female hostage did not dare to take it lightly. , full of fear.It wasn't until Liu Boyang pulled out the dagger and cut off the rope around her body that the blond woman finally realized that Liu Boyang had come to rescue her, and she was moved to tears for a moment!

Liu Boyang put his finger on his lips and made a gesture of silencing. The pear blossom and rainy hostess nodded hastily, but at the same time, a question in Pashto came from outside. The squad pulled it over with a machine gun and shot it outside. There was a lot of wailing outside, but a grenade was also thrown in. The black Soviet-style grenade rolled on the ground, and Liu Boyang's pupils shrank rapidly!

In such a narrow space, no one can escape. The opponent is an experienced soldier, and he will definitely not allow time for the enemy to pick up the grenade and throw it back.

Liu Boyang gritted his teeth resentfully, cursing inwardly, but just before the explosion, he threw himself on the woman's hostage, and both of them rushed to the corner, and there was an earth-shattering bang, and the whole house was blown up , the fire broke out, Liu Boyang was buried in the dust, and many clods fell on him, thanks to the adobe house, otherwise Liu Boyang would have been smashed to death!

Just as the hostage under him was about to scream, Liu Boyang covered her mouth. He pointed to the door, and the hostage's eyes moved, and she blinked in horror to express her understanding.

Several militants approached the door, and someone gently pushed open the burning door, a face quickly appeared, saw the mess inside the house, thought they were all killed by the bomb, and walked in with confidence , Who would have thought that a dagger was stabbed head-on, the blade pierced directly between his eyebrows, and one person fell on his back first, and the people behind were all swept away by the bullets like a storm before they could move, and the remaining terrorists panicked. After retreating, they were attacked by Yue Ziqiu's K47, causing serious casualties.

As Liu Boyang expected, the two of them were more than enough to deal with these terrorists. In just 15 minutes, all the enemies were wiped out. , his lips moved but he didn't say anything.

Liu Boyang took off his military overcoat for the hostage to wear. The hostage never left him with teary eyes. She is obviously a Westerner, but because Liu Boyang's English is not good, he can't communicate with her. Yue Ziqiu understands a little bit. Foreign language, it's a pity that he won't spoil the scenery so much as to take the initiative to talk, and the three of them just kept silent in a tacit understanding.

After searching the entire village, Yue Ziqiu said with certainty: "They are not ordinary terrorists, but the Taliban regime!"

"How can you be sure?" Liu Boyang asked.

"Ordinary terrorists are fundamentally different from the Taliban regime. They mainly seek money and will not easily kill people, while the Taliban are a bunch of lunatics. Apart from kidnapping and extorting, they also like to kill people and silence them." Yue Ziqiu said.

"Inadvertently planting willows, send her back first, it's life after all!" Liu Boyang looked at the blond woman and demanded.

The woman stood obediently behind Liu Boyang, and Yue Ziqiu glanced at her, and said to Liu Boyang in Z dialect: "It can't be considered unintentional, this time we made money. This woman must be a very important person in a certain western country." The Taliban regime will not kidnap worthless people, the bigger the background of the hostage, the more interested they are!"

Liu Boyang shrugged his shoulders in disapproval. He rescued this woman today purely on a whim. He couldn't bear to see her tortured or killed by terrorists. As for whether there would be any rewards, Liu Boyang didn't even think about it.

In the room was the leftover roasted mutton and naan that the Taliban had eaten. Liu Boyang and Yue Ziqiu had had a good meal since last night, so they devoured it. Liu Boyang tore off half of the naan and handed it to the woman. The hostages, but the female hostess shook her head shyly. It seems that the group of mad Taliban frightened her, and she dared not touch anything related to them.

"If you don't eat, you won't have the strength to escape. Don't fool yourself!" Liu Boyang stuffed the naan into the hostage's hand, then turned to Yue Ziqiu, "Are you ready?"

Yue Ziqiu poured two jugs of milk on his back, patted the full ammunition bag and said, "K!"

But Liu Boyang's expression became strange, he made a strange movement, lay on the ground and listened with his ears, straightened up after listening for a long time, and said: "Five cars are coming from the northeast!"

Yue Ziqiu was very surprised. He thought that he was from the special forces to have the ability to see all directions and hear all directions. He did not expect Liu Boyang to be more sensitive than him, but in fact Liu Boyang could not explain this super perception ability. Since he After the mysterious person learned the so-called "power of the seven elements", his body changed unconsciously, and the earth returned to the earth elements, which was just a medium for Liu Boyang.

"Could it be the NATO army or the police of Country F?" Yue Ziqiu asked.

Liu Boyang shook his head resolutely and said: "I don't know, you take her away first, and I will cover!" After speaking, he picked up a newly mixed K general-purpose machine gun, which is a Soviet-style suppression weapon, using 7.62 mm to penetrate Ammunition, 250 firepower boxes, power and firepower persistence are far superior to k47 and class rifles.

"Let's go together!" Yue Ziqiu shouted loudly, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he was too embarrassed to let Liu Boyang charge forward alone.

"Stop talking nonsense, no one can escape if we go together, I will stop them for a while, you will be safe once you enter the mountain, and I will be there soon!" Liu Boyang said in an unquestionable tone.

Yue Ziqiu gritted his teeth, stopped insisting, took the woman hostage and walked out, Liu Boyang calmly arranged at the door.

Five military trucks with rough shapes came from a distance, and the smoke and dust could be seen from a long distance away. Perhaps because of the sensitivity of professional soldiers, the convoy stopped some distance from the village, and the militants shouted loudly. Get out of the car and outflank them in the formation of skirmishers.