The sudden gunshot made Gao Yang stunned for a moment, and before he could shout for help, a fierce gunshot sounded immediately.

Hearing the sound of gunfire like a bean, Gao Yang suddenly turned his head, but saw that two gangs of people were raising their guns to shoot at about five or six hundred meters away from him. Although the distance was a bit far and I didn't see it very clearly, Gao Yang could be sure that this was not hunting, this was someone exchanging fire, this was a war.

Gao Yang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he immediately lay in the grass without thinking. Although the distance was still far, Gao Yang neither wanted to get a stray bullet nor was he wanted to be discovered by the two-shot fighting. God knows who is fighting, so it would be better to avoid it.

Only violent gunfire could be heard in his ears, and his vision was blocked by the high grass, but Gao Yang did not intend to get up and see what happened. He only prayed that no one would see him now.

The battle began very suddenly, but the gunshots quickly became sparse, but they did not stop completely. Gao Yang was soon surprised to find that the gunshots were getting closer and closer to him.

The gunshots rang out from time to time and approached him at a very fast speed.

Gao Yang complained secretly. With the large amount of adrenaline secretion, he felt dry mouth and tongue, his hair was standing upright, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Gao Yang forced himself to calm down. He pulled out the hunting knife inserted between his waist, took a few deep breaths, and carefully raised his head and observed it.

Two black men in camouflage uniforms ran towards Gao Yang's hiding place, one in front and one behind, and seven or eight people chased after them, and kept shooting at the two black men who were running for their lives. Soon, a bloody flower burst out from the chest of the black man behind and fell to the ground.

The only black man was still running towards Gao Yang. The worst thing was that this black man ran faster than his mother rabbit. He was a distance of hundreds of meters, but there was no one minute since the gunfire sounded. At this time, he was less than fifty meters away from Gao Yang. As the black man ran wildly, the distance was still shortening rapidly.

The black man who was running for life shot back from time to time, in order to slow down the pursuers' speed. Just as he turned around again, the gun in his hand did not sound, and there were no bullets in his gun. Then a bullet hit his head accurately. After a muffled "puff" sound, the black man's brain flew all over the sky.

Gao Yang could see everything that happened without looking up, because if the black man was not dead, he would step on Gao Yang's body as long as he ran two more steps.

When the last black man who escaped fell down, a cheer rang out, but Gao Yang only wanted to cry at this time. He regretted not running at the beginning. If he ran away from the beginning, it would probably not have attracted the attention of both parties. Now he wanted to run away but was too late.

The cheers stopped quickly, and then a sound rang.

"Iga, go over and check it out, others clean the battlefield, we have to leave soon."

The speaker uses English. Although his accent is a bit weird, Gao Yang has no problem understanding.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. After looking at the body that could almost be reached with one hand, Gao Yang knew that he could not hide it anymore. After hesitating for a while, Gao Yang decided to take the initiative.

In order not to cause misunderstanding, Gao Yang first inserted his hunting knife into the back, then lay on the ground, shouting loudly in English: "Don't shoot, I am a Chinese, I don't have a gun, I don't have a threat, I am a survivor of the air crash, please hear clearly, I am a Chinese, I am a survivor of the air crash, I don't have a threat."

"Who is it? Come out, raise your hand and come out."

The other party did not shoot immediately, which made Gao Yang breathe a little relieved.

"I'm out, don't shoot. Sorry, I'm injured. It's very serious and I'll be slower. Please don't shoot."

While speaking, Gao Yang slowly stood up, then he raised his hands and stood there. At this time, he found that the nearest black man was about seven or eight meters away, and there were six other black man, scattered about one hundred meters away from him, but at this time everyone pointed the gun at him.

The black man who was closest to Gao Yang saw Gao Yang's face, seemed to believe that Gao Yang was not at all dangerous. He looked at the expression on his face and relaxed a lot. At this time, someone shouted in the distance: "Iga, who is it."

The black man named Iga held a rusty AK47, wearing a shabby camouflage uniform, and was wearing a pair of flip-flops under his feet, which didn't look like a regular army.

The black man named Yiga pointed his gun at Gao Yang and ran to Gao Yang quickly. After looking carefully, his head slightly tilted and shouted to the person behind him: "It's a yellow-skinned guy. He said he is a Chinese and he doesn't have a gun."

Gao Yang raised his hands high, although he was extremely nervous, but he still smiled loudly and said, "Sir, I encountered an air crash, and I was the only one who survived. If you and your friends can help me, I will do my best to repay you. Please do not kill me. I will give you a lot of money. It will be better for you to save me."

While speaking, Gao Yang stared at the gun in Yiga's hand in abrupt manner. He and Yiga were almost face to face, and the gun was within reach of his head. Gao Yang was afraid that when he was talking, the guy named Yiga in front of him would pull the trigger.

When Gao Yang finished speaking, he did not get any answer from Iga, but heard a word from those who were far away from him that he would never want to hear: "Kill him!"

Gao Yang's heart was cold, but instead of pulling the trigger, Yiga twisted his head back and shouted: "He said he could give us a lot of money."

"Idiot, kill him!"

After hearing the words "kill him" again, Gao Yang no longer hesitated. Taking advantage of the fact that Iga's unfair face, Gao Yang grabbed the muzzle in front of him with his left hand, and raised the muzzle upwards, and pulled out the hunting knife from his waist with his right hand, then suddenly rushed forward and threw Yiga to the ground.

While pressing Iga over, Gao Yang had already pulled out the hunting knife. Iga was attacked and pulled the trigger out of instinct. The rapid gunshot sounded in Gao Yang's ears. Because the gun had just been shot, the barrel of Gao Yang's hand was very hot. After Iga pulled the trigger and shot the bullet, the muzzle was even hotter. Gao Yang endured the pain and refused to let go, trying not to point the muzzle at him, and then stabbed the hunting knife in his hand from bottom to top from Iga's abdomen.

After stabbing the hunting knife to the end, Gao Yang slanted his body, pulled out the knife and stabbed it hard from bottom to top. The knife penetrated into the abdomen and reached the heart. After Yiga twitched for a while, he finally stopped moving.

It sounds very slow, but in fact everything happened very quickly. It only took two or three seconds from Gao Yang to the end. At this time, those who were far away from Gao Yang had just reacted.

After Gao Yang took the ak47 into his hand, he took a deep breath, then got up and knelt on one knee, raised his gun and aimed quickly, and "bang" and "bang" were two shots.

The gunshot fell, Gao Yang fired two shots, and both figures fell to the ground, both of whom were shot in the chest and died immediately.

Gao Yang fired two shots quickly and immediately rolled to the ground. After pulling out his hunting knife from Iga's body, he immediately crawled over to the side. After he quickly crawled away, the bullet landed at the place where he had just shot, and the grass clippings flew straight away.

Gao Yang's sharp marksmanship scared the enemy. Although he opened fire hard, no one dared to rush over. Gao Yang was actually shocked by his marksmanship. Unexpectedly, after many years, his marksmanship was still so accurate.

After Gao Yang climbed out more than ten meters, the gunshot stopped. Gao Yang did not dare to climb again. He stopped and slowly supported himself to take a look. He saw that the four remaining people on the other side were arching their bodies and slowly approaching him.

After taking a deep breath, Gao Yang quickly got up and knelt on one knee. After two gunshots, another person fell to the ground.

This time the opponent was prepared, and the exposed area was very small. Gao Yang fired two shots, but only hit one enemy.

Killing someone and snatching the gun and then shooting quickly. In fact, it was not actually what Gao Yang had planned at the beginning. He still hoped that the other party would let him go and even provide him with help. It was not until someone on the other party asked him twice in a row that Gao Yang took action with a fighting spirit. It was completely beyond his expectations. In short, everything happened that way, but the second time he fired another shot, Gao Yang did it consciously, but the effect was a bit worse.

After the shooting exposed the direction, Gao Yang lay on the ground again and crawled quickly, pretending to be unable to hear the "clusters" sounds made by the bullets beside him drilling into the soil, and just crawled forward with his head muffled.

When the gunshot stopped again, Gao Yang stopped crawling and carefully raised his head to observe, but this time he did not find any trace of his opponent. The thick and tall grass provided good cover for both sides. As long as he lay on the ground, it would be difficult to find each other's traces.

After taking a breath, Gao Yang continued to crawl forward slowly. His right knee was so painful at this time, and his left hand was swollen from the barrel. Gao Yang could only grit his teeth and persevere, and move slowly carefully.

At this time, the grassland was silent, and it was not like a life-and-death battle. After crawling for dozens of meters, Gao Yang stopped and observed it again, but he happened to see a black man showing his forehead and looking at him, but he seemed to have not noticed him.
Chapter completed!