Chapter 4145
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From his point of view, Cobra was within his shooting range.
The guy he used as a cushion had fallen into the low cactus bushes. He was not completely dead yet. His whole body was twitching and he was spitting out blood. His throat was making muffled noises.
He wanted to say something, but unfortunately, he would never be able to say it.
Xia Jinyuan bent down and quickly picked up the rifle that had fallen into the cactus bushes. He hid behind the huge rock.
He only had one chance to shoot and he needed to kill Cobra. There was no second chance.
The special forces of the signal flag were not to be trifled with. They would not give him a second chance to shoot.
Luke realized that his partner Xia was being forced by a firing point and could not follow him closely. There was only the shadow of a bullet in the dim night, but his partner was nowhere to be seen.
He was a little anxious and shouted in the midst of the gunshots, "Xia, follow me! Quick! "
He had already given up on his partner the last time in Myanmar. This time, he would not give up again!
Cobra heard it and immediately turned around … He thought he would see his loyal subordinate, but he didn't expect a bullet to accurately pierce through his forehead, shatter his skull, and enter the back of his head with white and flowery blood.
The sky seemed to have collapsed and the ground seemed to have turned. Cobra only had time to blink his eyes before he fell to the ground.
There was no time for him to recall the beginning of his life. He did not even have time to breathe. He just fell to the ground and there was no possibility of rescue.
The special forces of the signal flag saw their main target fall to the ground. This made them very shocked. How could the most impossible thing happen?!
Cobra was dead!
Luke did not know if his eyes were playing tricks on him. Otherwise, why did he see the shadow behind the rock look so much like his partner Xia?
Did Xia shoot Cobra dead?
Was it possible?
No.
Impossible!
Xia was too loyal to Cobra. Therefore, he was worried that he would be killed by the special forces of the signal flag. That was why he kept him close behind him.
He was so loyal to Cobra. How could he kill Cobra?
He must be seeing things. It must be!
Cobra had fallen, and it was time for the signal flag special forces to retreat. They no longer worried about whether the bullets would hit Cobra, and began to kill a bloody path for their intelligence agents.
This sudden and fierce battle lasted for an hour. Blood flowed like a river in the hotel, and so did the back garden of the hotel.
Xia Jinyuan retreated to the hotel. It was time for him to escape.
He took off his bulletproof vest and blended in with the passengers who were taken care of by the government forces. Like the frightened passengers, he hurriedly walked out of the hotel and lined up to board the bus under the command of the government forces.
He had an Asian face, so no one would suspect him of being a rioter. But because he had an Asian face, Qin Xiu, who happened to pass by the crowd in a car, saw him at once.
The car stopped, and an armed policeman jumped out of the car. He took out his work ID and walked past the government troops to Xia Jinyuan.
There was a small light in the car. Seeing the young soldier with blood on his face and hands, Qin Xiu pursed his lips, took out a pack of wet tissues from his pocket and handed it to him.
He had taken this pack of wet tissues from the front desk of the hotel just now. He had used two of them to wipe his hands.
"Thank you." Xia Jinyuan took the wet tissues, opened the packaging, and began to wipe his face and hands.
"How can I help?" Qin Xiu asked.
Xia Jinyuan, who was wiping his face, paused. A faint smile appeared on his clean, handsome face. "One ticket back to China immediately. Thank you."
Qin Xiu snorted softly. Damn it! He really did not stand on ceremony.
"Sure," he replied.
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