The terrifying smoke mixed with the earth rose several meters high, and both the momentum and the momentum seemed to make Yao Huilan and the other students tremble. Yao Huilan, who screamed in shock, subconsciously jumped off the cart barefoot, and then lay on the roadbed with her head in her hands.

"Get down the roadbed and hide under the roadbed." A guard with a wounded left shoulder shouted as he endured the pain and put his rifle on the wheel of the cart and fired back with his remaining right hand. There was another explosion, and scattered shrapnel mixed with the air wave flew in all directions, and several escorts who were shooting back immediately fell in a pool of blood. Yao Huilan couldn't take care of the others at this time, so she endured the fear in her heart and crawled under the roadbed like other classmates.

The sound of gunfire and explosions filled the entire stretch of the road, and more than half of the carts that stayed on the road had become flaming torches, and even more mules and horses were desperately dragging the carts off the roadbed and into the fields by the roadside. Yao Huilan, who was hiding under the roadbed, was already terrified, her head was now only buzzing, her hands covering her ears were shaking, and everything she saw in front of her had subverted her understanding of war.

There were explosions on her side, and bullets with tail notes whizzing by, Yao Huilan's mind was blank at this time, and she was already unable to think normally. This is war, this is the battlefield that can make life and death unpredictable, but all this seems to be different from Yao Huilan's imagination, because every bullet here is ruthless and can kill people at any time. A guard who was also hiding under the roadbed noticed Yao Huilan and quickly rushed to Yao Huilan's side, and the young guard squatted sideways.

"What's wrong with you? Move back and stay with your classmates, it's safer over there. The young guard didn't say if he could get out of danger this time, but told Yao Huilan to move backwards, but the latter just covered his ears and didn't move. At this moment, a grenade thrown from the slope of the road ahead exploded, and the swirling shrapnel flew in the direction of Yao Huilan's squatting, and the young guard pushed Yao Huilan away, but he was hit by shrapnel and fell backwards.

Warm plasma rushed out of the young guard's chest, and the bloody scene made Yao Huilan scream in horror, especially the blood stains that splashed on the upper of her shoes, which made Yao Huilan tremble. "Shut up" interrupted Yao Huilan's heart-rending scream with a low shout, and a pair of eyes full of coldness suddenly appeared in front of her, only to see a young man in ragged clothes with gauze wrapped around his head rushing to Yao Huilan's side, first interrupting Yao Huilan's scream with a low drink, and then reaching out and grabbing the rifle from the corpse next to him.

Yao Huilan, who was already full of moisture, looked at each other with tears in her eyes, and suddenly found that the person who came seemed to be someone she knew. After the young man, who had been branded as an ungrateful person by Yao Huilan, grabbed the rifle without the slightest pause, first opened the bolt to check whether there were any bullets in the magazine, and then after closing the bolt, he bent down and flipped the pocket of the corpse, and then took out more than 20 bullets from the pocket of the corpse.

"You stay here and don't move." The young man with a cold face reached out and removed the gauze wrapped around his head, and then told Yao Huilan a word, and then ran quickly towards the back of the convoy with a rifle and a cat's waist. Perhaps out of curiosity, Yao Huilan, who temporarily forgot her fear, wiped away the tears in her eyes and stared at the young man's back without blinking. I saw that the young man who was moving backwards ran more than ten meters away, and suddenly got up and rushed to the roadbed to run towards the other side of the road, and in the blink of an eye, the young man had disappeared on the opposite side of the road.

The only few remaining guerrillas in the mule team were still fiercely captured by the enemy, and no one noticed the young man rushing across the road, only Yao Huilan, who was lying on the roadbed, involuntarily noticed the back. After a while, in Yao Huilan's desperately searching gaze, the back figure that had been running with his waist last reappeared, looking at his direction at this time, he should be planning to rush to the small earthen hill dozens of meters away from the right side of the road.

The mound didn't look very high, and when the convoy had just passed through the mound, the guerrilla leader who led the team had already ordered someone to search there, so Yao Huilan knew that the mound was absolutely safe. The young man who was running fast didn't know that someone was silently watching him behind him, and before anyone noticed his side, the young man quickly ran towards the mound with the rifle he had picked up.

Rumble! A cloud of fireworks rose again on the highway very close to Yao Huilan, and the cart that had overturned was torn in two by the scattered shrapnel. After the explosion, Yao Huilan tried hard to find the back just now, but found that the person had bypassed the low bushes and ran to a higher place.

"Is that guy still human? How is it possible that he was running faster on the hillside than I could on the flat ground? Like Yao Huilan, there was also a guerrilla who noticed the young man, and looking at the back that was about to disappear, the guerrilla couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Yao Huilan nervously observed the back of jumping up and down on the hillside, as the distance lengthened, but in a trance, the tightly locked back suddenly disappeared from her field of vision, no matter how Yao Huilan searched, she couldn't see it.

"That guy...... It's not going to be an escape, is it? Yao Huilan, who was lying under the roadbed, guessed this, but she couldn't give up searching for the person's traces for a while, and she was looking forward to the reappearance of the person in her heart, and the cold eyes from before had been deeply engraved in Yao Huilan's mind. Perhaps God really heard Yao Huilan's prayer, and the disappeared back soon reappeared, and in Yao Huilan's happy gaze, the back that was running all the way was still rushing towards the dirt hill in the distance.

The young man on the run did not stupidly run in a straight line all the time, because although running in a straight line is the shortest distance, it is also the most dangerous way to move on the battlefield. So the young man wasn't running straight with his head down, but changing direction every few steps, at least so that the enemy wouldn't have a chance to lock on. Tugang arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, and a ridge shaped like a ridge appeared in front of the young man, but the young man who was running showed no sign of slowing down. Instead, he kicked his feet on the ground, and his body suddenly rose from the ground, and he rolled forward and rolled directly over the ridge.

Of course, Yao Huilan, who had been watching him all the time, was surprised by the strange way in which the man moved, but in this way, Yao Huilan, who was lying under the roadbed, temporarily forgot the fear caused by the rain of bullets on his side. The young man who had crossed the ridge was lying on top of the hill, and from where he was now, he could see most of the enemies on the slope in front of the road. Estimating the distance between his own enemy troops, the young man on the mound pointed his gun at one of the opposing machine gunners, intending to take out the light machine gun that was in the way.

The opponent has a total of two light machine guns, and in such a terrain, these two light machine guns are the kings of the battlefield that suppress everything, so if you want to survive, you must first use the opponent's two light machine guns. The enemy's light machine guns kept spitting out bullets, and the two sides of the exchange of fire began to fire frantically across the open field under the road, and the flying bullets hit the dirt and made a terrifying sound. From time to time, someone was shot and fell to the ground, or died on the spot, or screamed and wailed, and life seemed extremely fair at this moment.

The young man lying on the mound pulled the trigger, but the bullet flew out of the barrel but did not hit the target, and the bullet flying over a distance of several hundred meters only hit the secondary shooter next to the machine gunner. "Damn" couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and the young man lying on the mound had to recalibrate the impact point. Three bullets were fired in succession, and he finally calibrated the impact point while lying on his stomach on the mound, and at this time, the few remaining guerrillas on the road had already been suppressed by the enemy's fire and could not continue to shoot back.

"It's my turn," the young man with a pair of calm eyes whispered, and then pulled the trigger with his fingers, and if someone appeared next to him at this time, he would find that he actually had both eyes open when he shot, which was completely different from when ordinary people shoot. There was a crisp "poof", and the machine gunner more than 300 meters away fell in response, and the young man's bullet hit the heavy in the head, and the sharp bullet not only cut through the machine gunner's head, but also shattered half of the machine gunner's head.

The young man who hit the target pulled the bolt and pointed the gun at the next target, this time aiming at a guy who looked like a commander with a short gun. "Pop" was another gunshot, and in the young man's sight, a blood mist flew out of the chest of the enlarged enemy, and then the whole person fell backwards on his back. After defeating the opposing commander, the two LMG guns that had ceased fire became the target of the young man's attention, and whoever tried to get close to the two LMG guns would be hit by a burst of bullets that hit the daring hapless man.