"Xiao Luo, did you … did you kill them all?"
Tang Wantian looked at Xiao Luo with a pained expression on her face. She could still accept the fact that a small group of Libyan rebels had been killed, but now, she could not accept the fact that there were hundreds and thousands of corpses lying on the ground. What kind of ruthlessness and unfathomable strength did one have to possess to be able to take on so many people alone?
"This is a battlefield. It makes no difference whether they were killed by me or by the other troops," Xiao Luo said calmly.
"No difference? You killed them. Don't you feel any guilt or fear? "Tang Wantian looked at the man in front of her with fear. At this moment, the man was no different from the devil in her eyes.
Xiao Luo glanced at her indifferently and said, "Tang Wantian, you should be thankful that you are still alive. You should not be expressing your compassion after seeing all the dead bodies on the ground. If I was the one who died instead of them, what do you think would have happened to you?"
"I …"
Tang Wantian's eyes were wide open and trembling. Yes, if the Libyan rebels had won, what awaited her would be despair and darkness.
"Don't try to judge anyone from the moral high ground. This is a battlefield. Staying alive is the most important thing, isn't it?" Xiao Luo smiled playfully. He could understand Tang Wantian's mentality, but he did not support it.
Tang Wantian did not say anything else. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM!
At this time, the sound of artillery fire and gunfire could be heard from afar. Smoke was everywhere, and the whole of Stantine City seemed to be in turmoil.
"What happened? Did Captain Jiang and the others get attacked?" Tang Wantian asked in horror.
Xiao Luo looked into the distance, shook his head, and said, "I don't think so. It looks like two armies are exchanging fire. If I'm not mistaken, it's the Libyan government's army fighting back."
"Is there going to be another battle here?"
Tang Wantian's face was as white as a sheet. She had already experienced the cruelty of war. She could not imagine how she could leave Stantine City alive under the rain of bullets and artillery fire.
"This is a good thing. Let's go!"
Xiao Luo pulled her up and rushed to the church where they had agreed to meet.
Ten minutes later, they arrived at the church whose roof had been blown off and only a few walls were left.
Jiang Zhiming and his men had arrived earlier than the rest, as most of their forces had been deployed by Khamis to deal with Xiao Luo. Their journey was relatively peaceful, and they had not encountered any battles. They had only encountered small groups of Libyan rebels, but they had also lost many of their men. Those who survived, including Xiao Luo and Tang Wantian, numbered only nineteen.
"Mr. Mie!"
When they saw Xiao Luo, Jiang Zhiming and his group's spirits were lifted.
Xiao Luo nodded slightly and then looked at the distant sky.
"Mr. Mie, from the looks of it, it seems like the Libyan rebels and the government are fighting. What should we do next?" Jiang Zhiming asked Xiao Luo for advice.
The others were also staring at Xiao Luo. Unknowingly, Xiao Luo had become the core of this team.
Xiao Luo said, "Wait."
Wait?
Everyone was taken aback and looked at each other.
"Originally, I had planned to break out from the west, but now the situation has changed. Since they are fighting, let them fight. If the government wins, we can walk out with our heads held high. If the rebels win, they will be greatly weakened, and it will be easier for us to break out. So, no matter what the outcome of this battle is, it will be to our advantage," Xiao Luo explained.
Hearing this, everyone heaved a sigh of relief, as if they had just taken a pill of reassurance.
…
…
The Special Operations team stayed behind at the church. As time passed, from time to time, there would be fleeing rebels driving their jeeps down the street. Behind them, there would be government soldiers chasing after them.
Artillery shells were fired, and bullets were flying. The entire street was corroded by the flames of war. Corpses were piled up everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.
Looking at the hundreds of corpses of the rebels and government soldiers, Tang Wantian finally understood what Xiao Luo had said before. There was indeed no difference. People were all the same when they died. If Xiao Luo was cruel when he killed people, then was this not?
…
…
The final outcome of the battle was that Stantine City was back under the control of the government army. They were especially friendly when they saw the Special Operations team from Hua. Not only did they provide them with medical treatment, but they also provided them with ammunition and vehicles. Each vehicle was even equipped with a heavy machine gun. They were even more friendly than their own people.
The highest commander of the government army was a general in his fifties. He had a head of white hair, and his face showed signs of age. He looked tough in his military uniform.
"Allies from Hua, were you the ones who wiped out the eight hundred rebels in the central square?" the general asked Jiang Zhiming. After all, he was the leader of the Special Operations team.
"Eight hundred rebels? Are you talking about the Libyan rebels? "Jiang Zhiming asked suspiciously.
The general nodded. "Yes."
Killed more than eight hundred Libyan rebels?
Jiang Zhiming looked at Xiao Luo. Kong Yunhong and the other members of the Special Operations team also looked at Xiao Luo. They had not encountered many Libyan rebels along the way, and this general would not be joking with them. The only explanation was that the eight hundred Libyan rebels were killed by Xiao Luo.
One man against eight hundred?
Oh my God!
They wished that this was just a joke. Who would believe such a thing? It was too far-fetched. How could one man wipe out eight hundred Libyan rebels armed with live ammunition and highly trained military personnel?
The general of the Libyan government army was a smart man. When he saw Jiang Zhiming and his men looking at Xiao Luo strangely, he could guess what was going on. He smiled and said, "Warrior from Hua, may I know your name?"
"Don't you already know?" Xiao Luo said calmly.
"I already know?" The general frowned and did not understand what he meant.
Xiao Luo chuckled and said, "Warrior from Hua. That is my name, and it is also our name."
The general was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Well said, well said!"
Xiao Luo did not continue chatting with the general. Instead, he turned to Tang Wantian and said, "You go with Captain Jiang and the rest. The commander of the Libyan government army has marked a route on the map to reach the coast. This route is guarded by their army, so you will be safe."
"What about you?"
Tang Wantian asked. "Are you still going to look for Sarah? Michelle? "
"This is my mission. Let's part ways here. If there is time or opportunity, let's meet up in China."
Xiao Luo smiled and extended his hand to her. "Give it to me."
"What?" Tang Wantian blinked and asked in confusion.
"You must have recorded a lot of things with the small camera along the way, and I was in most of them. It's not that I don't trust you, but I don't trust a reporter. So please give it to me," Xiao Luo said politely.
Tang Wantian was at a loss for words. After struggling for a while, she obediently handed the small camera that she had hidden in her pocket to Xiao Luo. She looked up and explained, "Xiao Luo, I swear that if I bring this back, I will not publicize your photos, and I will not tell anyone about you."
"I believe you will, but I have to do the same."
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