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Jin Hui jumped out of the car, and when he saw Fugui, he rushed towards him with anxiety, held his face and looked at him, and asked with concern: "How is it? Have you gotten better? What are you doing? Why did you suddenly get heatstroke?"

Fugui looked at his anxious face, and his heart seemed to be hit, and a warm current surged throughout his body. But he was a person who would not easily express his inner feelings. He just smiled and said with a faint smile: "It's much better, thanks to Jiao Ji and Fengzi and others' care."

Jin Hui's face calmed down, and he patted Fugui's shoulder with both hands and said, "I knew you would be fine. We are all from the third team, so why would you be lying down by this Gobi?" After that, he touched Fugui's forehead and frowned and said, "It's still a bit hot. By the way, I brought medicine here, you can take medicine first." After that, he ran to the car, picked up a first aid kit, and shouted at Cao Minghua: "What are you still sitting in the car? Take the water off quickly."

Cao Minghua cried and said nothing. He took out a few bottles of mineral water from the car, jumped out of the car and handed it to Fugui, and then sneaked aside.

Fugui took out Huoxiang Zhengqi Water and threw it to Hou Yanfeng who was talking to Cao Minghua. He opened the caps of the two bottles with a dagger and poured them into his mouth. After he blew the smell of medicine penetrated his nose and almost made him vomit.

Jinhui unscrewed the water and handed it to him, patted his back and said with a smile: "Although this thing is hard to drink, it has a very good effect."

Fugui drank two sips of water, and the smell in his mouth faded a little. He turned his head and looked at Cao Minghua and said, "Why are you together? It is said that this kid is also a stubborn man, how could you be convinced by you?"

Jin Hui looked at Fugui and smiled proudly, "He? Do you think he really convinced me? Because both of their teams were captured by me, he ran away. When I returned to the team yesterday morning, before I had time to rest, I heard that you were sick, so I went to find Liming directly, discussed with him, and came to rescue you. I happened to meet this enemy halfway, so I took him with me."

Fugui was about to drink water, but he was stunned when he heard his words, put down the water in his mouth and said, "Two teams? Are you captured by you?"

Jin Hui took off his helmet and glanced at Fugui: "What? Don't believe it?" After saying that, he smiled proudly and said, "By the way, I almost forgot to tell you, what expression did Liming look like when I took the prisoners back?"

They are all old comrades-in-arms. Without saying anything, Fugui can guess Li Ming's furious look. He nodded and smiled slightly.

Jin Hui stood up, stared at her waist with her eyes on her fat face, and she trembled with her tone, saying, "It's so shameful. What are you all doing? Why are you back? Go back to the original army tomorrow, don't embarrass me here."

He learned it vividly, which made Fugui unable to help laughing.

Jin Hui smiled for a while and suddenly asked Fugui: "How is your team going? How many have you captured?"

"They were all captured by us, including Yang Aiguo's team!" Jiao Ji, who was standing aside and talking to Cao Minghua, looked red and stared at Jin Hui coldly and said, "That's all, we just got a draw, you have nothing to show off, right?"

Jin Hui was stunned for a moment, stared at Fugui with disbelief and said, "Is what he said true?"

Fugui nodded: "What he said is true. Yang Aiguo's team and I were wiped out." At first, Fugui was difficult to accept this reality because his team was captured, which made him feel very guilty. After all, this is his team and he should be responsible. However, the training with Jiao Ji and others in the past two days made him see the resilience of this group of young players and the spirit of not giving in. This spirit is exactly what a qualified special forces member must have, which makes him feel very pleased.

Jin Hui shook his head and sighed, "It's time to make that boy Liming proud..."

Jiao Ji's words came coldly again: "Swish, why are you bragging? Minghua just told me that you were just a trick and barely gaining the upper hand. If you have a genital competition, you can choose the subject."

Fugui stood up, Jiao Ji, who stood proudly under the tree, stared at Jinhui provocatively, and his dusty camouflage uniform was soaked in sweat, pressing tightly against his strong body.

Jin Hui was angry, he jumped up, his face turned red, and his round eyes stared at Jiao Ji: "Do you dare to compete with me? Okay, let's carry the equipment now and see who will return to the team first." After that, he threw the car key to Fugui: "Take Hou Yanfeng and Cao Minghua back, and we two continue to train."

Cao Minghua, who had been silent, picked up Hou Yanfeng's equipment from the ground, carried it on his back, and said angrily: "I'm the one, let's compare with the three of us."

Fugui was about to persuade him, but Hou Yanfeng ran over and unloaded Fugui's equipment, held it in his hand and said, "I will participate too. Fugui, you have not recovered yet, just drive back by yourself."

Seeing that they were dying, Fugui hurriedly grabbed Jinhui, turned around and looked at Jiao Ji, who was full of unyielding faces and said, "What are you doing? He is here to rescue and has withdrawn from this assessment."

Jiao Ji's eyes were on fire, and he kept staring at Jin Hui. When he heard Fugui's words, he threw his equipment on the ground and said, "Fatty, don't be too arrogant. Even if you are spared this time, as long as I am not eliminated this time, I must find an opportunity to meet you with the real seal."

What Jin Hui hated most is that others call him fat. Among his good comrades, apart from Liming, few people say he is fat in person. At this time, he heard a young man bluntly calling him fat, and added the word "death" in front of him, which made his lungs irritately, and his flesh trembled. He pointed at Jiao Ji and gritted his teeth and roared: "Little boy, get over here, I will compete with you for several rounds of Sanda."

Jiao Ji put his backpack on the ground, walked a few steps towards the wide area, turned around and looked at Jinhui contemptuously, moved his arms and said provocatively, "Come on, fat man, what are you waiting for? Don't you dare?"

Jin Hui had a blue face and broke away from Fugui and said angrily: "You heard that this kid is purely provocative. Today I will teach this boy a lesson on behalf of Liming."

Fugui also felt that although Jinhui was a little wrong at first, Jiao Ji was indeed a bit too much. It was normal for Jinhui to be angry at this moment, so he let go and said, "You can stop until you can't see any injuries."

They pounced together, and soon Jiao Ji was punched hard by Jin Hui on his face, and a trace of blood was also oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Jin Hui stopped and stared at him and asked, "Boy, are you convinced?"

Jiao Ji wiped the bloodstains and said unconvincedly: "This is only one round, no winner, come again."

Jin Hui rolled up his sleeves and was about to pounce on him, suddenly, a dull sound came from afar, echoing in the empty Gobi Desert for a long time.

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Jin Hui and Jiao Ji, who were fighting, suddenly stopped and looked at Fugui and said, "Did you hear it? It seems like gunfire."

Although the sound was far away and not very clear, Fugui still heard it, but he could not tell the location of the gunshot. Cao Minghua looked at Fugui and said, "I'll go and see." After that, he ran on his backpack and ran to the sand dune next to him, looking around.

Jin Hui walked over with sweat and said, "Who would come here so remotely? There are still gunshots, I think there must be something happening."

Jiao Ji took a sip of water and said, "Can it be hunting? Or did the expedition team encounter wolves? By the way, I encountered two cars yesterday. The food I brought back was stealing them. Look at their outfits, it seemed like they were here to explore."

Fugui thought for a while and said, "What are they all dressed up? What car do they drive? How many people are there? And, have they done any abnormal behavior?"

Jiao Ji lowered his head and recalled it, saying with some uncertainty: "I didn't find anything unusual, just a dozen people drove two Beijing Jeeps, and they didn't look like locals." After saying that, he scratched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly: "I just looked at the opportunity to steal food, but I really didn't find anything."

Cao Minghua ran down from the sand dunes and shook his head at them: "The road is quiet, and there is not even a figure. Did we hear it wrong?"

Jin Hui looked at the slightly raised hills behind them, shook his head and said, "You can't hear it wrong. If there is no one in front of you, the sound must have come from behind the mountain. Even if someone is trapped by the wolf pack, we have to go over and take a look. Everyone get in the car immediately and let's go over and take a look."

They drove over two hills and saw a shabby jeep lying in a not-too-deep ditch, with three people lying beside the car, not knowing whether it was dead or alive.

They jumped out of the car, Jinhui squatted down and touched their carotid artery, shook his head regretfully.

Fugui went up and checked carefully. There was no trace of fighting on the ground. The three people were about thirties, and the two were still dripping with black and red blood. The other one had a yellow face, and his neck was broken until death. They were wearing ordinary clothes and had no documents left on their bodies, so they could not find out their identities.

Jiao Ji and Cao Minghua also checked the vehicle, and then shook their heads and walked over: "There is nothing in the car, the engine is very hot, it seems that the engine has just been shut down."

Fugui stood there and looked around. It was around three o'clock, which was the hottest time in the Gobi Desert. There was silence around, with only one or two goshawks hovering above their heads, as if waiting for a delicious lunch. Fugui frowned, and he couldn't understand: "It's strange. Why are people killed in this desolate place? There are also these three people who were not shot. Where did the gunshot come from?"

Jinhui nodded and said, "It's really strange. Let's do it, everyone expand the search range and see if there are any suspicious places around."

Not long after everyone started searching, Hou Yanfeng shouted loudly on a slow hillside to the south: "Come and see, there is still someone here."

Fugui and the others ran over and saw a man falling on the hillside. There was a black bullet hole in the back of his head. It seemed that the bullet had penetrated his head.

Fugui squatted down and turned him over and looked at him. The man was about forties, with red blood flowing on his forehead, sticking to sand and dust, and bloody flesh, which was terrible.

Fugui stood up and observed the distance from the car here. It was about 100 meters. Fugui was secretly surprised. It was so far away that the escaped person would continue to move during the running. He could kill the person who was eager to escape. The shot must have received professional training.
Chapter completed!