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The road on the Gobi Desert was very bumpy, and Jinhui drove the car carefully looking for the two marks. However, after chasing for more than two hours, he still couldn't see the shadow of the car. Only two curved ruts extended infinitely on the vast Gobi Desert.

Fugui was thinking seriously at this moment. He had no way of knowing who his opponent was, nor could he foresee what kind of scene he would face. From the time he saw the corpse, Fugui was secretly worried. When an excellent sniper clearly saw that the other party was also an extremely powerful gunman, he must not have the slightest sense of underestimating the enemy. But he did not want to lose the courage of his comrades who participated in the war for the first time because of the strength of this sniper. So when Jiao Ji asked, he just smiled and said, "Nothing is amazing, I'll leave it to me."

Although he said that, he was thinking of another question: Is that group of people only a sniper? How many of them are there? And the most deadly thing is that this time it was field training, each of them was only given one bullet, and Jinhui came to rescue them naked. Having a gun or not is the thing that worries him the most.

Jin Hui, who was driving, turned around and glanced at Jiao Ji and the others, continued to adjust the steering wheel and asked: "Are you three boys nervous?"

Fugui turned his head and saw Jiao Ji looking eager to try, his eyes shining with excitement, while Cao Minghua and Hou Yanfeng showed far-fetched smiles on their faces (it was normal to be a little nervous for the first time to participate in the battle).

Fugui pressed the only bullet into the chamber and said with a relaxed smile: "Don't be nervous, we will definitely destroy them when we chase them, but," Fugui looked at the three young faces and said seriously: "From the quality of their snipers, this is not an ordinary mob. Maybe it will be a group of strong enemies. Everyone must be careful and use the daily training tactics of the special forces team reasonably to avoid unnecessary casualties. You must all remember that in any case, you must first protect yourself, do you understand?"

Jiao Ji also picked up the gun and debugged it for a while and said, "Don't worry, we will protect ourselves."

After passing the Gobi Desert, I passed through a desert and saw two cars vaguely dragging a long smoke into the low and uneven mountains ahead.

Jinhui obviously speeded up the car, but when he arrived at the fork in the mountain pass, the two cars were gone. Jinhui stopped and jumped down, squatted on the ground and carefully checked the passing car marks.

Fugui also jumped down quickly. The mountain roads here are different from the Gobi Desert. They are paved with solid gravel, making it difficult to leave traces. Although there are few people here, there are more vehicles passing by, and the ground is full of car marks.

Fugui stood up and looked at the mountains not far away. The climate here is similar to the Gobi Desert, so there are almost no tall trees except for some weeds and shrubs.

"Hide the car and let's climb up the mountain to take a look." Jin Hui ordered.

Jiao Ji drove the car to a shaded place, found some branches to ride on the car. Jin Hui asked Hou Yanfeng for a positioning device, looked at the coordinates and asked: "Look at your marching map, can you find this place?"

Cao Minghua took out the map from his backpack, quickly shook his head and said, "Only our marching route, there is no place on the map."

Fugui took out the rope and dagger from his backpack, and took out the food Jinhui brought to everyone: "Now, we will throw away all the virtual equipment except guns, ropes and daggers."

They climbed up the hillside with panting, and the sun was about to set.

Looking back, the blood-red sunset tear opens a hole in the sky, dyeing the floating clouds orange-red. The low mounds and sparse trees on the Gobi Desert stand dark in the wilderness, and the vast Gobi Desert seems solemn and tragic at this moment.

Cao Minghua looked at the vast Gobi Desert and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful. I've been here for a few months. This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful scenery."

"Shh." Jin Hui, who was walking in front, suddenly lie in the grass, made a gesture of banning the sound, and then pointed to a valley opposite.

Fugui squatted behind him and saw a corner of the courtyard in the valley. Several figures were vaguely shaking outside the closed gate.

Jin Hui looked carefully for a while, turned around and said to Fugui, "Strange, this place looks like a factory. Why are those people doing here? Are we chasing the wrong target?"

Fugui checked the surrounding situation. It was almost dusk and the entire mountain area was trapped in a kind of dusk atmosphere, hazy.

Jiao Ji climbed up, looked carefully and asked, "I'll go to scout?"

Jin Hui pondered for a while and said, "In this way, we are divided into two groups, Fugui, you take the charred horse around the left wing, we go around the right wing, and go around the right wing. If there is a situation, we can take care of each other."

Fugui nodded and said, "Okay, be careful."

This is the mountain road. It looks not far, but it takes a long way to walk. When Fugui and Jiao Ji quietly touched the dilapidated courtyard wall, it was already completely dark. Although they couldn't see the situation inside, they could see the light lit at the gate not far away, and they could see several figures shaking under the dim light.

Fugui found a stone near the yard, moved it to the wall, stood on tiptoe and saw everything in the yard. It seemed that this was an abandoned factory, an empty yard, two large pools to the east, and a very tall building to the south, which might be the previous workshop. On the west, there might be an office or dormitory. The house was very simple, with dim lights from two windows, and several people swaying around. Four off-road vehicles and a car parked next to the house, and two people were sitting on the hood of the car chatting in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Jiao Ji asked with his head raised and his voice pressed down.

Fugui jumped gently from the stone, pulled Jiao Ji and quietly walked around the back of the house with lights. The courtyard wall here was only a few meters away from the house, and the sound inside could be heard vaguely.

They stopped quietly for a while, but because of the noise inside, they could only barely hear them mentioning the word "money". It seemed that there should be many people inside. After a while, they heard the door "creaking", and then a very thick voice came out, as if ordering the two people chatting in the car: "Why are you still standing there? Take the goods to Boss Liu to see."

His accent was very familiar. Fugui lowered his head and thought about it. Suddenly he remembered that his voice was similar to Song Zijun's, and he should be from Northeast China.

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Fugui was about to look at the wall again, Jiao Ji suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Who is it?"

Fugui turned his head and looked at Jiao Ji's gun was facing the shaking grass. Oh! It turned out to be Jinhui and the others.

Jinhui walked over and squatted down, pulled Fugui and asked, "How is the situation?"

Fugui shook his head and said, "I haven't found it clearly yet, it seems that there are many people."

Jin Hui asked Cao Minghua for oil paint and applied it on his face, then quietly walked around, lay on the wall and looked in. After a while, he turned around and gave Fugui a thumbs up and circled around for a few times. Fugui nodded. He knew his sign language and told them that these people were the ones they were pursuing!

Jinhui returned and brought everyone together. At this time, the sky was completely dark, a crescent moon rose quietly, and the surroundings were quiet and stuffy.

There were constant chaotic voices in the room.

Jinhui's clothes were soaked, and the clothes were tightly pressed against his fat body. He whispered excitedly: "I saw the people standing next to the car with weapons. It was probably them. Even if it wasn't them, the ones holding the weapons were definitely not good people. We have to try to destroy them."

There was sweat on Hou Yanfeng's face, and he wiped it a little and said worriedly: "There are too many people? Each of us only has one bullet, what should we do?"

Jin Hui nodded and handed him a bunch of keys and said, "You are right. Go back and find a way to contact the brigade and let them come to support quickly. It would be better if you meet your comrades on the road." After that, he took out the positioning instrument and determined the location, took out a piece of paper and wrote it on, and said, "Leave your gun for me, you set off immediately, pay attention to safety on the road."

Hou Yanfeng took a step back, rolled his eyes and said, "Why do you want me to go back? I will also participate in this operation."

Jin Hui pulled his face and said, "This is an order, you must obey." Jiao Ji also glared at Hou Yanfeng and said, "You go quickly, why bother?"

Hou Yanfeng reluctantly took the key and sighed helplessly.

After he left, Jin Hui and Fugui discussed: "Guizi, you and Jiao Ji are in the same group to clean up the people at the door. Minghua and I jumped in from here. If possible, I have to grab a few guns first, otherwise we will be too passive."

Fugui knew that it would be too dangerous to go in, so he retorted: "Let's go in. I just checked the situation inside, it should be more familiar to you."

Jin Hui picked up Hou Yanfeng's gun and said, "Stop fighting, just settle it. Minghua, come with me."

Fugui raised two fingers at him helplessly: "You must take care of yourself."

Fugui and the others returned and saw the three people at the door chatting. They laughed from time to time. Fugui and Jiao Ji hid in the dark, waiting for the best opportunity.

Jin Hui was indeed right. With the dim light, Fugui saw a man leaning against the corner of the wall with a gun hanging on his chest, and squatting in the corner of the wall with his head down to smoke.

Fugui saw that there was no one around him, so he turned around and made a few gestures with Jiao Ji, asking him to go around and deal with the person against the wall, and the two squatted to solve the problem by themselves. Jiao Ji nodded with his thumbs up and disappeared into the dark night.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a hand stretched out from the corner of the wall and shook it towards Fugui. Fugui knew that Jiao Ji was ready, so he put down his gun, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and quietly touched forward.

The hand in the corner of the wall stretched out three fingers, and as he bent rhythmically, when he bent his third finger, Fugui rushed over like lightning, pressed a person with his body, stabbed a sharp dagger deep into the throat of another person, then turned around, picked up the head of the person pressing under him and twisted it hard, and the person lay silently on the ground.

When he stood up, he saw Jiao Ji dragged the man's body to the dark place, holding a gun and smiling at Fugui.

Fugui raised his thumbs up at him to show encouragement, and then searched the two of them, except for two grenades, only two bad daggers were made.

Fugui dragged their bodies to the dark place. Jiao Ji was already waiting for him at the gate. When he saw Fugui coming, he handed him the gun and said quietly: "You use it, you are the best gunman, I'll leave it to you and I'll rest assured."

The situation was urgent, and Fugui had no time to be polite to him. He took the gun from him, opened the magazine, and was filled with Huang Jingjing's bullets.

The two of them quietly slipped into the empty door and touched the lighted room along the corner of the wall. Suddenly the door opened, and a figure walked out of the room, stood in the corner of the wall and untied his pants and urinated. Fugui hurriedly pulled Jiao Ji and hid behind a dilapidated machine.

The door was not closed, and Fugui saw a table in the middle of the room, and people were filled with people, with noises and seemed to be arguing about something.

Half of his head was exposed in the corner of the west wall, and Fugui knew that it was Jinhui and the others.

Suddenly, a subtle sound came from the quiet night. Fugui listened to the sound and judged that it might be Jinhui and others hiding in the corner of the wall, stepping on something on the ground.

The urinating person might have heard it, so he looked back and walked forward with his pants in his arms. Fugui couldn't help but become nervous because the direction that person was going was where Jin Hui and the others were hiding!

The man walked a few steps and stopped, paused for a while and then muttered a few words slowly back. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he suddenly rushed out again, holding a gun and shouting at the corner of the wall: "Who? Get out!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fugui hurriedly raised his gun, aimed calmly at the person's head, and was about to pull the trigger, the man had already fallen to the ground in response to a gunshot.
Chapter completed!