At the entrance of Pyongyang Friendship Hospital, a flower of blood suddenly spattered from the shoulder of a black soldier. His whole body was thrown forward heavily by the powerful penetrating force from behind, and he fell to the ground.
These were two gunshots, almost at the same time. The bullet fired at Yan Fenghuo was rolled away by him, while the muzzle of the gun fired at the black soldier from behind hit him accurately.
Behind him, a dozen North Korean soldiers ran out with guns in hand, and Cui Enyun was the one running at the front.
"Catch them alive!" Cui Enyun held the pistol and shouted loudly.
After being attacked, the black guard did not fight with the North Korean soldiers behind him, but instead picked up his injured companion and continued to pursue Yan Fenghuo.
Facing the persistent pursuit, Yan Fenghuo turned around and ran towards a street, turned his head and shouted: "****, catch up with me if you can!"
The three black sharp soldiers ignored Yan Fenghuo and refused to let go.
"Chase! Chase! Chase!" Cui Enyun led his soldiers to chase the three black soldiers.
In a short period of time, a dozen North Korean soldiers turned into dozens of North Korean soldiers, all chasing them with guns drawn.
This is North Korea, a country where almost all the people are soldiers, and the reaction speed is faster than that of any country. When the gunfire rang out, the soldiers scattered around were already rushing here.
Yan Fenghuo ran for his life frantically, and was pursued frantically by black paratroopers, followed by North Korean soldiers.
"Stop!" Yan Fenghuo rushed to the road, stopped a car, pulled the driver out and got in.
"boom!"
The accelerator roared, and Yan Fenghuo drove the car and fled eastward.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three gunshots were fired, and the black paratroopers also grabbed a car and chased Yan Fenghuo.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, with screams and curses. Ordinary people on the street directly blocked the pursuing North Korean soldiers, and the situation became more and more intense. They were not panicked, but angry, and their anger was instantly ignited.
"These are agents sent by South Korea. Kill them! Kill them!"
"Quickly, kill them. Agents from the Southern Dynasties are here and want to destroy our socialism!"
"Stop me in front, hurry up, don't let the South Korean spies escape!"
"..."
The angry people ran forward and chased the cars, throwing objects at the two cars. This is North Korea, and they will not panic. They will interpret all shootings as South Korean agents infiltrating.
For ordinary people in North Korea, South Korea is both a paradise of longing and a country of hatred. South Korea has never stopped tempting North Korea, so that every year many North Korean civilians risk their lives and flee to South Korea. But more people
They are disdainful of South Korea. They believe that the entire Korean peninsula belongs to them, and that South Korea is corrupt and a form of all-evil capitalist corruption.
This kind of thinking is not difficult to understand. Our country had not yet carried out reforms and was still in the era of planned economy. The evil capitalist society eats people without spitting out their bones. However, a few people have already tasted the sweetness of capitalism.
America is their dreamland.
Simple yet contradictory, North Korea, which is still in the era of planned economy, is very similar to China back then.
A North Korean girl suddenly jumped into the middle of the road, stretched out her hands, and used her body to block Yan Fenghuo's progress.
"Get out of the way!" Yan Fenghuo roared and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
But this North Korean girl was completely unmoved when faced with the moving car. Her face showed an extremely determined expression, sacred and focused. She wanted to use her own body to prevent the escape of the South Korean spies.
This is patriotism, a patriotism that comes from the depths of blood and bone marrow. She can use her own life to prevent any hostile elements from escaping in an emergency without any hesitation. As if this is her responsibility and obligation, she must
Let her do it.
The car, which reached a speed of 120 yards in an instant, was only tens of meters away from the girl. It only took a few seconds for it to hit her, not even a few seconds.
As the distance got closer, the expression on the girl's cheek became clearer in Yan Fenghuo's eyes.
Fifteen years old, at most only fifteen years old, one cheek showed a pale color caused by long-term lack of nutrition, and this pale color showed a flush of excitement. A pair of beautiful brows were frowned, revealing the madness of justice,
His mouth was pursed tightly, showing an expression of absolute courage.
This is not the expression that a fifteen-year-old girl should have at all. If you have to use something to describe it, then the most appropriate one is only four words: terrorist!
That's right, it's a terrorist. The girl's expression is exactly the same as that of the terrorists Yan Fenghuo has seen. You never know what kind of explosive power is contained in this thin body. You can only vaguely feel it.
When this power fully explodes, the whole world will tremble.
This is the power of belief, the power of a person’s crazy belief in a person, a country, or a thing!
"Squeak!" Yan Fenghuo stepped on the brakes hard.
Under the sudden braking, the four tires violently rubbed against the ground, causing bursts of smoke to rise. The car stopped steadily five meters in front of the girl.
"Long live Marshal Jin San Fatty!" Yan Fenghuo roared: "Long live Marshal Jin San Fatty! Long live Long Live Marshal Jin San Fatty!"
Upon hearing these words, the girl was stunned for a moment and immediately stepped aside.
Yan Fenghuo stared at the dazed girl, stepped on the accelerator again and drove away.
He couldn't run the girl to death regardless of everything, just because of the infinite faith in the girl's eyes. He respected faith, and the power of faith was the most respectable thing in the world.
The girl's move allowed Yan Fenghuo to pass unimpeded, and the black sharp soldiers following closely behind him grabbed hold of him and drove forward with him.
"Long live Jin San Pang! Long live Jin San Pang! Long live Jin San Pang! He is electricity, he is light, he is the only myth...Long live Jin San Pang! Long live Jin San Pang! Long live Long live Jin San Pang!..."
Yan Fenghuo shouted long live while driving. His voice was so loud that all the people on the roadside could hear clearly. Those who wanted to prevent him from leaving immediately calmed down and allowed him to leave.
These are comrades, not enemies. Enemies will never shout long live the great General Secretary. Only comrades can make such a sound.
A special country has special thinking, and also has special behaviors. No one can refute the power of the people of North Korea, a closed country. They cheer for one person, and regard one person as a god and the only one.
Any nation, any country, if it can achieve the level of the Korean people, will be invincible and should be respected. Although this is a deformity of seclusion, although this is the most brutal behavior of restricting ideological enslavement and rule, but
You can never fault such absolute loyalty under the power of faith.
With shouts of "long live", Yan Fenghuo drove towards the mountains and forests on the outskirts of Pyongyang. The black soldiers who followed him also entered the suburbs and entered the mountains and forests to pursue Yan Fenghuo, relying on Yan Fenghuo's "long live".
Cui Enyun, who was cut off by the angry people, immediately reported the situation to his uncle and led his troops to continue the pursuit.
At the same time, the North Korean military immediately dispatched armed helicopters and special forces to conduct a blockade and encirclement of the mountainous forest areas. This happened in Pyongyang, and it happened in the area where Kim Sam Pang was about to inspect, and he was immediately characterized as an enemy spy.
Organize infiltration and sabotage behind enemy lines.
This is a big and important matter, and the whole of Pyongyang is tense and on high alert.
In the mountain forest, facing the persistent pursuit of three black soldiers, Yan Fenghuo became really angry. He had long been unhappy with the black soldiers, and this dissatisfaction completely broke out at this time.
In a short period of time, Yan Fenghuo weaved a camouflage net for himself, lay down on a piece of grass, and stared at the chasing black soldiers.
Among the three black soldiers, one shoulder was pierced by a pistol bullet, and the other two were intact. They did not carry heavy weapons during the cross-border pursuit, only the necessary equipment: pistols and sabers.
The pistol is a Browning pistol, and the saber is the US military standard saber M9. From top to bottom, there are no domestic traces, including the styptic powder in the first aid kit, which is also the QuikClot styptic powder used by the US military.
This is a must-have equipment. As long as they are fighting across the border, there will be no identification marks on everyone. If they die, they will have to die in a foreign country forever; if they are captured, they will choose to commit suicide without hesitation and still not stay.
Any traces that can be traced back to identity.
This mountain forest is huge, undulating, and has many trees. Once you get inside, it will disappear without a trace.
The three black soldiers advanced cautiously, tracing Yan Fenghuo through the traces left on the ground: running footprints, weeds...
With a "swish" sound, the black guard at the front raised his right hand, signaling to stop advancing.
He slowly squatted down and stared carefully at the footprints left on the soft ground under his feet. He picked up a bit of soil and put it to the tip of his nose to smell it and feel the humidity in the soil.
Mud is the same as soil in nature, but they are completely different. An experienced veteran will judge the time when the owner of the footprints has walked by the moisture level of the soil, and can determine the direction of the owner of the footprints from the subtle twisting direction of the soil brought by the footprints.
There is grassland in front of this footprint, and there is no trace of walking on the grassland in front. In other words, the traces they traced to Yan Fenghuo were completely cut off after they got here, and they could no longer continue.
Throwing away the soil, the black soldier quickly glanced around and carefully searched the surrounding trees. He knew that Yan Fenghuo was an extremely difficult character to deal with. The disappearance of the traces here might mean that the opponent escaped without a trace after eliminating the traces.
There is no trace; maybe it means that he is hiding around, but it is difficult for people to find him.
The black guard made a search gesture, and the other two men immediately held pistols and performed a centrifugal search with an expanding triangle.
They searched very cautiously because this area was full of weeds and was the best hiding spot.
"Look for me again?" an angry voice sounded.
The three black paratroopers turned around instantly, holding their guns and shooting in the direction of the sound.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
The warheads flew across the field, and the grassland where the sound came from became mottled.
"Are you looking for me!" The anger has turned into volcanic lava that is about to erupt.
The black paratrooper narrowed his eyes, immediately turned around and shot in another direction where the sound came from.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
After the gunfire, the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the earthy smell of fresh soil rolled up by the bullet. When the two smells were mixed together, they actually showed a strange smell of blood. It was very light, very light.
But people can clearly feel the extremely explosive elements from it.