"Hidden!" Li Moyang shouted, rolled on the spot and hid behind the mound. Song Yiming and Song Lingling were stunned. Li Moyang stretched out his hand and yanked them behind the mound.

"Bang!" Another bullet drilled into the mound.

"It's so dangerous!" Song Yiming smacked his chest and cursed in a low voice. Song Lingling was a little nervous, and Li Moyang was a little confused. The two bullets came out of nowhere, and they seemed to be bullets from a sniper rifle.

After a long time, there was no more movement. Li Moyang took off his shirt and used his Aka rifle to expose the mound. The bullets he imagined did not continue to pursue him.

"Run!" After another two minutes, Li Moyang secretly analyzed that the range of the sniper rifle was one kilometer away, one kilometer away. If you have time to escape, always hiding in the mound is not an option. Sooner or later, you will be stuffed with glutinous rice balls. Just run.

You can just hope for luck!

The three of them fled in embarrassment. Li Moyang always had the feeling that maybe a bullet was coming from behind, and he was on the run in the unfamiliar African savannah. Unfortunately, the expected sniper bullet did not come. It was really strange.

The three of them ran for a while, and when they felt that there was no danger behind them, they straightened up and ran all the way.

"Boss, I really can't run anymore. Take a rest, take a rest!" Song Yiming was panting, but Song Lingling gritted her teeth and persisted. Women have stronger endurance than men, and Li Moyang was aware of this.

"Take a break, ***, it's really embarrassing!" Li Moyang found a hiding place, which was behind a mound and a huge rock. The three of them sat on the ground, breathing heavily.

Li Moyang rested for two seconds and looked around covertly. From the south, there was a faint sound of roaring cars, and there was also dust thrown up by the cars as they drove.

Damn it, things are getting serious. The mechanized pursuers are coming up. Before the three of them can take a breath, they have to continue to flee. Unfortunately, smoke and dust are also billowing from the north direction, and a group of people is coming.

It’s time to make dumplings! Li Moyang hurriedly held down Song Yiming and Song Lingling, and said calmly: "You two, our last time is up, do you regret it?"

Song Yiming sat down, bared his teeth and smiled: "What regrets do you have! I can follow my boss to Africa and see the mysterious Africa and have strange experiences. My father's great revenge has also been avenged. I have no regrets in life."

Ha ha."

Song Lingling's eyes turned red: "I am the one who dragged you down, Mo Yang. Thank you for coming to save me. I have no regrets in my life. I am content to die together."

Li Moyang smiled sadly: "Life is really strange. I didn't expect that we Chinese people would die in a strange Africa. It's really interesting..."

However, after Li Moyang finished laughing, his face became stern: "The situation is not so tragic. I, Li Moyang, am an invincible Xiaoqiang. Follow me out and never give up until the last moment! Lingling, I give you the pistol. Remember the last one."

Keep the bullets to yourself! Old Song, please protect Lingling!"

Li Moyang threw an Aka rifle and several magazines to Song Yiming, put all the remaining magazines into his pocket, and solemnly nodded to Song Lingling: "You two stay where you are. Unless it is absolutely necessary, don't be exposed."

Own."

After saying that, Li Moyang rushed out of the boulder and ran towards the east.

"Mo Yang! Boss!" No matter how stupid they were, Song Lingling and Song Yiming knew what Li Moyang was going to do. He wanted to attract the attention of the enemy, put himself in danger, distract the enemy, and protect Song Lingling and the two of them.

Song Lingling burst into tears, Song Yiming clenched his fist and beat the boulder hatefully, watching Li Moyang disappear into the grass.

After twenty minutes, fierce gunshots and even rumbling cannons were heard in the distance. Song Yiming was stunned. The boss had created a huge scene, as if he had launched a war.

This guy couldn't help it, so he quietly stuck his head out to observe. I was dizzy, what was going on? It turned out that two groups of people from the north and the south were fighting. Bullets were flying everywhere, and several transport trucks were also on fire.

Black smoke was rising. The two teams each occupied a favorable position and did not charge. Instead, they fired guns at each other. Various ballistics were fired in the sky. The scene was very lively.

Li Moyang was hiding in the distance. He was also confused. The two teams actually started fighting. It seemed like they were feuding. They insisted on strangulating each other to the last person. They refused to give in to each other. What the hell was going on.

Since the scene is so chaotic, I will add some more chaos to you! Li Moyang secretly thought, who should he help? Even if the pursuers in Stone City in the south have won the battle, they will still pursue him. After all, kill them.

Four soldiers. Okay, Stone Town guys, I'm sorry.

Li Moyang quietly moved more than a hundred meters, and estimated that he had entered Akka's effective shooting range, which was more than a hundred meters, enough to kill the pursuers in the south. That's it, Li Moyang pulled the trigger and the shot was successful.

One after another, soldiers from the southern Stone City fell to the ground and died inexplicably. Li Moyang's marksmanship was not just a boast, and the single-shot advantage of the Aka rifle also allowed Li Moyang to take full advantage of it.

However, Li Moyang thought about it and realized that the militants from the north were no fun, so he turned his gun and looked for the officers among them. He actually discovered several commanders. As the offensive of the southern soldiers weakened, the northern militants

The commander became bolder and actually stood up and screamed, apparently about to launch a charge and eliminate the opponent in one fell swoop.

When the opportunity came, Li Moyang aimed at one of the big black men in khaki military uniforms, who looked like a thief, and pulled the trigger. The guy fell down, and the offensive of the northern soldiers suddenly slowed down, and the formation was disrupted. Another shot, and an officer

He fell into a pool of blood again, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Seeing this scene, the southern soldiers felt that the pressure had dropped sharply and it was a good time to escape. They turned around and fled, leaving a bunch of injured soldiers on the position, screaming in agony.

The soldiers from the north were organized by an officer and rushed forward with howls. They stopped chasing the fleeing southern soldiers and danced happily around the group of southern wounded soldiers. The rhythm was very strong and it seemed like a ritual.

At the end of the ceremony, the northern soldiers gathered the wounded soldiers together. Instead of using rifles, they raised their long knives and chopped them off one by one. Then almost every soldier happily held up their bloody heads and sang an unknown song loudly.

song.

The scene was really strange. Li Moyang was dumbfounded. Could this be the legendary tribal war? It was too cruel. He actually acted as a helper and beheaded. He had never seen such a method of killing. It was too cruel.

Li Moyang felt a little unbearable in his heart.

The battle was finally over. The northern soldiers rode in vehicles and picked up the officers and soldiers who died in the battle. They did not forget to take the trophies with them. Those heads walked away, kicking up dust along the way. No one among them doubted how those officers died.
Chapter completed!