There were two groups of Libyan rebels approaching from the one o 'clock and three o' clock respectively. Xiao Luo was able to hear the slight vibrations coming from the ground.
"Stay here and don't wander off. I'll be back soon!"
Xiao Luo said to Tang Wantian. At the same time, he tossed the sniper rifle to her. Firstly, it was for her to keep it safe. Secondly, it would give her a sense of security. After he finished speaking, he picked up a dagger and dashed toward the one o 'clock direction like a hungry wolf hunting its prey.
Tang Wantian followed his instructions and squatted on the ground, holding onto Xiao Luo's sniper rifle tightly. She was on high alert as she observed her surroundings.
At this moment, she finally understood the true meaning of the idiom, "Every bush and tree looks like an enemy." She wanted to shout for Xiao Luo to come back, but she knew that this was not the time to do so. Doing so would definitely expose her location.
A gust of wind blew, and she felt a bone-piercing chill. She heard the cawing of a crow, and her body shivered uncontrollably.
As time passed, she became more and more nervous, and she felt more and more insecure. It was as if a group of ferocious Libyan rebels would rush out at any moment and shoot her to death.
Why isn't he back yet? Why isn't he back yet?
Waiting at this moment was undoubtedly a test of her patience. She kept repeating this sentence in her heart, and her eyes kept looking in the direction that Xiao Luo had just left. She was as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof.
Cold sweat kept pouring out of every pore of her body. She really regretted coming here. Now that she thought about it, she wondered if she had been possessed by a ghost. How could she have dared to set foot on this war-torn land? She suddenly longed to return to a peaceful place. She wanted to go back to that boring and monotonous Hua City where she spent every day talking about life.
Although that life was monotonous, monotonous, and repeated day after day, she missed it so much right now!
Time ticked by, but Xiao Luo still hadn't returned.
Tang Wantian was getting more and more anxious. She thought of several possibilities in her mind, and they were all the worst ones. If Xiao Luo was killed, then she would be alone in this foreign and war-torn land. She felt so helpless and hopeless.
"Xiao Luo …"
She whispered Xiao Luo's name, stood up, and carefully walked in the direction that Xiao Luo had left.
Because of fear, her limbs couldn't help but tremble slightly. She had learned how to fire a gun during military training. She was too afraid of enemies suddenly appearing, so her finger was constantly pressed on the trigger.
To her, every step she took was like walking on thin ice!
Tang Wantian could clearly hear her own deep and heavy breathing. She could also feel her heart beating faster. She was on the verge of breaking down.
After walking for about a hundred meters, she was already sweating profusely. Her clothes were completely soaked by her own cold sweat.
At this moment, she suddenly smelled the scent of blood coming from an alley. She forcefully suppressed the fear in her heart and calmed herself down. Then, she tiptoed and tried not to make the slightest sound as she walked toward the alley. She even raised her sniper rifle, ready to shoot at any enemy that appeared.
However, when she walked to the entrance of the alley and looked inside, she was stunned by the scene in the alley.
It was a bloody scene from hell. The alley was about five or six meters long, and it was filled with the bodies of the Libyan rebels. Every one of them had a fatal wound on their necks. It was as if their necks had been torn open by some terrifying beast with its fangs. Blood was gushing out of the wounds, and it was still flowing out. This meant that they had been killed not too long ago.
Oh my god, this … this …
Tang Wantian felt as if a bomb had exploded in her head. Her ears were ringing, and a chill ran from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet. Her entire body was cold, and when the pungent smell of blood hit her again, she could not hold it in any longer. She leaned against the wall with her hand, lowered her head, and started to vomit.
At this moment, a large, fair hand reached out from behind her and gently rested on her shoulder.
Tang Wantian reacted like a frightened cat. She quickly turned around, as if she had been electrocuted, and prepared to shoot at the person behind her with her sniper rifle.
"It's me!"
A familiar voice calmed her frightened and uneasy soul in an instant.
She took a closer look and realized that the person standing in front of her was not an enemy of the Libyan rebels, but Xiao Luo. The man's clothes were stained with blood, and his face was cold and handsome. His eyes were as cold as ice.
Tang Wantian collapsed to the ground and started to cry. "Why did you come back so late? I thought you … "
Xiao Luo looked at her calmly, then bent down to pick up the sniper rifle that had fallen on the ground. He shook his head and said, "The strong woman Tang Wantian from before seems to have disappeared."
"I'm already doing pretty well, okay? If it were any other woman, they would have peed their pants by now," Tang Wantian said indignantly.
"Is that so? But you are indeed stronger than the average woman. At least you don't just scream in this situation. "Xiao Luo nodded approvingly.
When Tang Wantian heard this, she felt that the old Xiao Luo had returned. She felt a sense of familiarity. She stood up from the ground and asked, "Where did you go just now?"
"To get rid of these people."
Xiao Luo glanced at the dead body of the Libyan rebel soldier in the alley and said flatly, "Don't worry.
"They … they were all killed by you?"
Tang Wantian suddenly felt that Xiao Luo was a stranger. So many people had died by Xiao Luo's hands? That was too scary.
Xiao Luo nodded noncommittally. There was no need to hide it, and it was impossible to hide it anyway.
Oh my God, is this guy the devil?
Tang Wantian could not believe that this was the same Xiao Luo she knew. He was so strong and had killed so many people, and he was still so calm and collected after killing so many people. This was too scary. To be honest, she was now a little afraid of Xiao Luo.
"This is a war zone. There are no countries, no laws. If you want to survive, you have to kill your enemies before they kill you. No matter what you think of me, these are necessary measures. Unless you want to stay here forever," Xiao Luo reminded Tang Wantian.
Although Tang Wantian knew this, she could not accept Xiao Luo in such a short time.
"Xiao Luo, will you protect me?" she asked.
"We were classmates, and you helped me a lot in university. Since we met here, of course I will protect you," Xiao Luo said.
Tang Wantian calmed down and asked, "Will we be able to return to our country alive?"
"Yes!" Xiao Luo thought about it and gave a firm answer.
Tang Wantian forced a smile and said, "Although I know you are comforting me, I believe you."
"Comforting?"
Xiao Luo frowned and smiled helplessly. He did not explain further, as he was really confident that he could get this woman out of Libya safely. He added, "Remember, when you are here, do as I say. For example, just now, I told you to stay where you are and wait for me. No matter what happens, you must stay where you are, understand?"
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