"What? Two squads were wiped out in Dongcheng District, all by a single slash to the throat?" Hamis asked in disbelief after hearing the news from his subordinates.
"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel. They were all killed. We have carefully surveyed the scene. Many of them had their throats slit before they could even fire a shot. The technique was very clean, and the trachea and esophagus were instantly cut," the subordinate replied in a trembling voice over the walkie-talkie.
"Damn it, what's going on? I'll be right there!"
Hamis hung up the phone and sat in the military jeep. He ordered his subordinate to drive him to the scene of the incident as quickly as possible.
There were no traffic rules or laws here, and they did not have to worry about damaging public facilities. The three jeeps sped toward the scene of the incident, kicking up a huge cloud of dust behind them.
When Hamis saw the bodies of his own soldiers strewn all over the alley, he gasped and clenched his fists tightly. "It can't be wrong. That man must be the NSA soldier mentioned by Hua's Bai family — Mie. His mission here is to protect that damned war correspondent. We can't let him get away. We can't let him get away. Pass down my orders. Ignore the other small groups of Hua soldiers and pursue Mie!"
"Yes, Sir!"
His subordinates replied solemnly.
"I should have known that man was Mie. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked me about Sarah Michelle. Michelle's news. The strength of an NSA soldier is indeed extraordinary, but this is my home ground. Even if you have wings, you can't escape death. "Khamis gritted his teeth and looked at the eastern sky, muttering to himself.
"Lieutenant Colonel, there is news from the chief. The government army that we have defeated has gathered five thousand soldiers and is heading toward Stantine City. They are expected to arrive in half an hour. The chief wants us to eliminate these Hua soldiers as soon as possible and then assist him in fighting against the government army," a subordinate reported.
"Five thousand government soldiers?"
Hamis was taken aback for a moment. Then, with his hands clasped behind his back, he raised his chin and said, "Tell the chief immediately that half an hour is enough for me to destroy these stubborn Hua soldiers. Also, tell him that the NSA soldiers sent by Hua to protect the war correspondent are also among these soldiers. They are all turtles in a jar, and there is nowhere for them to escape."
He was so confident because he had already sent people to seal off all the entrances and exits of Stantine City. It was absolutely impossible for the Hua soldiers to break out. All the entrances and exits were heavily guarded. Heavy machine guns and rocket launchers were enough to kill any enemy who dared to break out of the siege.
"Yes, Sir."
The subordinate took the order, turned around, and left to report to his chief.
…
…
Stantine City was a scene of devastation. It was difficult to find an undamaged building. Broken bricks, huge craters caused by bombardment, and shocking bullet holes … The air was filled with dust and smoke. Everything made one feel as if they had traveled back in time and returned to the era of war. They were no longer in the peaceful twenty-first century, where they did not have to worry about food and shelter, and where their safety was protected by the law.
Xiao Luo led Tang Wantian through the ruins.
The more Tang Wantian thought about this man, the more mysterious and powerful he became. All the Libyan rebels they met along the way were silently killed by him, using only a dagger. So far, at least 50 people had died under his dagger. Because of the blood, the dagger looked like an evil blood blade, filled with a murderous aura.
At the same time, Hamis had marked out Xiao Luo's escape route on the map based on the locations where his subordinates had been killed. A circle, or rather, an invisible net was forming, and the Libyan rebels were closing in on Xiao Luo from all directions.
"Xiao Luo, how far are we from the church?"
After running for such a long time, Tang Wantian was starting to feel tired. Her stamina was no match for Xiao Luo's, and her legs were sore and numb from running. She was extremely tired.
"Almost there!" Xiao Luo said.
"Will we be safe once we reach the church?" Tang Wantian asked again.
Xiao Luo shook his head. "The church is only a temporary foothold. My plan is to use it as a springboard to break out of the encirclement. There will be Libyan rebels guarding all the entrances and exits, and a fierce battle will be inevitable."
Hearing this, Tang Wantian's face turned pale. She did not know that the escape route would be so difficult. She could not help but wonder if she would be able to escape alive.
At this moment, she missed her homeland even more.
"Xiao Luo, I …"
"Shh!"
Tang Wantian was about to speak when Xiao Luo put a finger to his lips and interrupted her.
Seeing his serious expression, Tang Wantian knew that another enemy had arrived. She immediately shut her mouth and kept quiet.
Xiao Luo crouched on the ground and used his ears to listen to the faint vibrations coming from the ground. He heard a flurry of footsteps, not just coming from one or two directions, but from all directions. He also heard the roar of a car behind him.
"The Libyan rebels have given up on pursuing Jiang Zhiming and the rest. Are they all coming after me?"
Xiao Luo frowned and realized that something was not right. The enemy seemed to be targeting him, and there was only one explanation. He was here to protect Sarah? Michelle's mission had indeed been exposed, which meant that there was a mole in the NSA. Other than the woman from the Bai family, whose codename was "Rose," he could not think of anyone else who would betray him. And all of this was probably done by the Bai family using the Libyan rebels to get rid of him.
What a good way to kill someone with a borrowed knife!
The corners of Xiao Luo's mouth raised into an unfathomable arc, and two cold lights flashed in his eyes.
He scanned his surroundings, and his gaze finally landed on a seven-story residential house not far away.
"We are surrounded," Xiao Luo said calmly as he looked away.
"What?"
Hearing this, Tang Wantian was so shocked that she almost fell to the ground.
Xiao Luo looked at the ground and saw that there was a manhole not far away. He walked over and stepped on the edge of the manhole. The powerful force caused the manhole cover to jump up, revealing a dark underground well.
"Come here!" Xiao Luo waved at Tang Wantian.
Tang Wantian obeyed and walked over.
Xiao Luo did not say anything and pushed her into the well. The well was not very deep, but it was enough to hide a person. "You hide here. When it is safe, I will come back to get you. Remember, no matter what you hear outside, don't make a sound. If it were me, I would remove the manhole cover."
Tang Wantian nodded subconsciously. "Okay."
Xiao Luo reached out and was about to close the manhole cover.
"Xiao Luo, don't forget about me. Also, you have to stay alive. You have to stay alive."
Tang Wantian's eyes were red, and tears were rolling down her cheeks. She spoke in a pleading tone. The only person she could rely on was Xiao Luo. If something were to happen to Xiao Luo, it would be the most terrifying and despairing thing for her.
Looking at Tang Wantian, who was no longer the strong woman she used to be, Xiao Luo suddenly remembered Chu Yue at Wild Boar Ridge. At that time, that lady had said something similar.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Xiao Luo replied calmly and then closed the manhole cover.
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