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Chapter 4265

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At three o 'clock in the morning, Jeni City was once again engulfed in artillery fire. Jeni City was a transportation fortress and had a special geographical location. The government forces that were temporarily defeated by the NRPL militants and illegal militants mobilized their troops and began a sweeping attack.

Arwa, the rebel general, quickly made a judgment and mobilized his heavy weapons to fire at the government forces as well. The two armies engaged in a fierce battle. Countless civilians who had finally fallen asleep were caught in the artillery fire. They did not wait until the sun was about to rise and leave forever. The city was shrouded in smoke, and cries and screams could be heard everywhere.

The government forces concentrated their fire on the train station. They had received orders to take down the train station within three hours and kill the rebel general, Arwa.

Arwa, who had mobilized his troops, did not know that he had been exposed. He thought that he had deceived everyone and that his hiding place had not been discovered by the government forces. Mobilizing his heavy weapons, his eyes flashed with a fierce light as he opened fire on his former comrades.

Yang Heng listened to the sound of the artillery fire that hurt his eardrums. He held his rifle tightly and did not even dare to blink his eyes as he followed the soldiers who led him through the smoke and avoided one group of illegal militants after another. Yang Heng heard his heart beating like thunder and knew clearly how scared he was at this moment.

He was indeed scared.

Before he was sent to Libya, the leader had a talk with him and clearly told him that the situation in Libiye was unstable and that there were constant wars. It was a very dangerous country and it was very likely that he would not be able to come back if he went there. The leader asked him if he dared to go there.

At that time, how did he answer? He was high-spirited like a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers. He said loudly, "I dare! There is nothing to be afraid of if I go there. I will absolutely obey the arrangement! "

Yes, that was his resolute answer.

He thought that he was well prepared and would not be a coward. But now … Yang Heng, who staggered, smiled bitterly. He was not far from being a coward now.

It was only a short moment of distraction, and a black shadow instantly pressed Yang Heng and his gun to the ground. Yang Heng, who was in pain from the rubble on the ground, heard the leader of the operation team who had been carrying him, say ruthlessly, "Do you still want your life?"

The voice was cold and ruthless, like an unsheathed sword. It was so sharp that Yang Heng could not help but swallow.

Yes, he wanted his life.

Before he was taken away by the illegal armed forces, he was prepared to sacrifice himself. But now that he was saved, he cherished his life even more.

A group of illegal militants who were engaged in a firefight with the government forces ran past the dilapidated street less than three meters away from them. Their footsteps were still so clear amidst the sound of gunfire. Only then did Yang Heng realize that he had been distracted for a few seconds and had almost collided with the illegal militants.

The weight on his body was removed, and he heard the captain say, "We've arrived at the train station. We'll cross the square and arrive at the west side in about ten minutes."

The captain's voice was very cold, as if it was covered in snowflakes.

After a slight pause, he said another word, "Alright!"

Ye Chien, Big Shark, and the others had successfully entered the air-raid shelter. They began searching according to the coordinates that Yang Heng had provided.

Yang Heng had already gotten up and continued to move forward.

This time, he didn't dare to be distracted again. He was afraid that if he was distracted again, he would lose track of her.

Under the faint starlight, the soldiers who rescued him were all very agile, moving up and down at a very fast speed. They were much stronger than the peacekeeping soldiers he had seen before, and he felt that they should be able to move even faster, but they were dragged down by him.

Could it be that the ones who saved him weren't the peacekeepers, but …

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