The enemy dare not destroy the oil storage tank.

It took Gao Yuan a short time to understand this truth, and then he immediately decided to destroy the oil storage tank.

The explosives have been installed, and all that is needed now is to replace the fuze that cannot be activated by remote control with a timed fuze.

Gao Yuan took out an electronic fuze, and then when he was setting the time, he pressed the quick setting button without thinking or instinctively, and then inserted the fuze directly into C4.

Ten seconds is enough.

Gao Yuan started running towards the adjacent oil tank.

Although the oil tanks are adjacent, they are at least fifty meters apart. This is to prevent a fire in one oil tank from quickly destroying other oil tanks.

Gao Yuan took out a fuse again. He grabbed the fuse in his hand and headed towards the next oil tank.

But Gao Yuan did not run in a straight line because he felt that the air strike between the two oil tanks could be exploited by aircraft in the sky.

So Gao Yuan ran a zigzag route, and he was not disappointed. Another string of cannonballs hit the air, but they all hit the open space on his left.

As long as the enemy fires, the enemy's position will be exposed, and Gao Yuan can accelerate and run in a straight line.

When Gao Yuan accelerated and rushed again, Gao Yuan felt as if a piece of red-hot iron was buried in his leg, which burned him painfully.

Gao Yuan rushed under the second oil tank, inserted the time fuse into the explosive, and then ran towards the third oil tank.

Ten seconds is not a long time, but for Gao Yuan, this time is very long, long enough for him to complete many things.

Finally, the first oil tank exploded. There was a bang at first, which was the sound of explosives detonating, but a moment later, there was a dull explosion, but it was enough to penetrate the eardrums.

Before hearing the explosion, Gao Yuan felt the strong force coming from behind. His heart felt as if someone had pinched him hard, and all sounds were instantly lost in his ears.

The distance was far enough and the shock wave failed to kill Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan looked back and saw a huge mushroom cloud rising, and underneath the mushroom cloud was a huge fireball, dozens of meters high.

The oil tank was set on fire.

Gao Yuan took a breath and ran forward again. He was going to blow up the third oil tank.

Gao Yuan speeded up again, approaching the peak speed, which allowed him to run a distance of fifty meters almost instantly and arrived under the third oil tank.

After inserting the fuse into the explosive, Gao Yuan continued to run, but this time, he failed to run very far.

Gao Yuan ran dozens of meters, about thirty meters, and then, when he changed direction violently again, he saw the shells from the plane hitting his side.

But this time the shell didn't seem to be avoiding the oil tank, but was heading towards the oil tank.

Thoughts and consciousness only lasted for a moment. Gao Yuan's eyes were suddenly stung by flashes of light. After he closed his eyes subconsciously, his body was thrown up and flew forward four or five meters. His left arm landed first, and then rolled on the ground again.

Dozens of laps.

The detonator didn't know where it fell. The fire shot into the sky and illuminated everything nearby. Gao Yuan's clothes were torn into pieces. His walkie-talkie, helmet, and everything that was not part of his body were all affected by the shock wave.

It was destroyed, torn into pieces, and flew to who knows where.

But it was not over yet. The oil tank ignited by the shell did not explode instantly, but exploded.

Immediately after the shock wave came the ignited oil, and the burning flames fell on Gao Yuan's back, legs, and head.

Gao Yuan was not dizzy, but he was stimulated by the sting and got up from the ground. After discovering that he could not use his left arm at all because it was fractured, he started rolling on the ground instead of trying to get up.

The raging fire quickly dried up every trace of moisture in Gao Yuan's body, and his hair quickly curled and burned.

Gao Yuan wanted to roll over to extinguish the fire on his body, but it was useless because the ground nearby was already a sea of ​​fire.

Gao Yuan jumped up, trying frantically to stay away from the flames. His whole body was charred, and all the flames on his body came to his back because of being blown by the wind. The charred skin lost its elasticity and cracked inch by inch during the rapid movement, and there was blood.

It surged out quickly, and Gao Yuan turned into a monster covered in black and stained red with blood.

But even so, Gao Yuan is still not dead.

Gao Yuan is not dead yet, but he knows that he is determined to die.

No one could survive such an injury.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu..."

These are the words that come from the bottom of Gao Yuan's heart. He doesn't know if he can still speak. Even if he can, his ears can't hear him.

"And the galaxy."

After silently apologizing to the two people in his heart, Gao Yuan saw a row of fire extinguishers with the light of the sky. He rushed over, picked up a fire extinguisher, clamped it with his legs, pulled out the fixing pin, then picked up the fire extinguisher with his right hand and pointed it at

Squirted wildly on his own.

Gao Yuan could even see the whole process of the skin on his fingers breaking and fluid and blood flowing out.

Severe burns all over his body had a merciful outcome, because the nerves were destroyed and Gao Yuan felt no pain.

Gao Yuan, who was completely black and dyed dark red with blood, turned into a monster covered in white powder, but all the fire on Gao Yuan's body was extinguished.

Whatever Gao Yuan does now is accelerating his own death. However, people are destined to die. Since they are destined to die, they must do something meaningful before death.

What is meaningful.

Gao Yuan felt that what Wang Hu did was very meaningful, what those people in Dahong Third Company did was very meaningful, and the hundreds of thousands of people who died in the two Shimen shelters were very meaningful.

And what he is going to do now is indeed very meaningful.

This matter means that the refinery must be destroyed. Although I don't know what the specific meaning is, Gao Yuan just knows that it must be meaningful.

"I'm from the Tiger Brigade..."

Gao Yuan roared wildly, although he couldn't hear anything.

The dry powder from the fire extinguisher was blown off by the strong wind generated by the high-speed running, and a white mist rose behind Gao Yuan. Under the light of the fire, it was beautiful and dreamy.

Gao Yuan did not slow down because of his serious injury. On the contrary, he accelerated, and his speed accelerated again.

Gao Yuan's shoes were not destroyed by the shock wave, but his shoes were set on fire and now they finally fell off completely.

And Gao Yuan's speed caused his feet to be quickly worn out.

But Gao Yuan is not dead after all, and he can still run.

Gao Yuan no longer had a night vision device, but the fire from the oil tank provided sufficient illumination. Gao Yuan opened his eyes, and now only a patch of red remained in his eyes.

Gao Yuan stopped shouting because he couldn't hear him, and when he was running after breaking through the limit, he couldn't shout out because the wind would blow him back.

Finally, Gao Yuan ran into the refinery building. He remembered that the most basic but important equipment in the refinery is the atmospheric fractionation tower.

The firelight passed through the window, illuminating the factory building with uncertain brightness. Gao Yuan saw the fractionation tower, and he also found the explosives he had packed.

I don’t know where the fuse installed on my body has gone, but it doesn’t matter, there is a fuse on the explosive.

Gao Yuan took off the fuse, pressed it, and put it back in.

As long as the fractionation tower is blown up, half of the refinery's production capacity will be gone.

But it's not enough, because there is another one. Even if the oil tank is gone and one atmospheric fractionation tower is missing, there is still a production capacity of more than two million tons a year, which is enough for the cleaners and armored forces in the Malakal area.

It’s also enough for many, many aircraft.

Gao Yuan ran out of the factory and looked towards the next atmospheric fractionation tower. At this time, a fire flashed in front of him.

There was no sound, no shock wave, and no fragments. The explosion was far away.

This is...a cannonball?

Gao Yuan quickly determined that these were cannonballs, because the continuous but not dense enough cannonballs began to explode, and Gao Yuan could immediately identify them.

"I'm a big red three-in-one!"

Gaoyuan's voice was hoarse and weird, like the sound made by torn plastic sheets blowing in the wind.

Taking a deep breath and feeling the burning pain in his lungs, Gao Yuan looked back and saw dust and smoke rushing out of the windows of the factory building behind him. He knew that the atmospheric pressure fractionation tower was destroyed.

Just destroy it. He looked back at Gao Yuan who exploded and continued running towards the gunfire.

It's not dense enough, the artillery fire isn't dense enough, your artillery fire isn't good enough!

What Gao Yuan was thinking was that when Shimen No. 1 was covered by his own artillery fire, that level of artillery fire would be enough to see.

Gao Yuan rushed through the area covered by artillery fire, and then, his body... seemed to be hit by fragments again, but because his skin was burnt and he lost his sense of pain, he didn't know whether he was hit or not.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he's not dead yet.

The world in Gao Yuan's eyes had begun to become darker because he was farther away from the fire, but mainly because he had lost a lot of blood, and he was seriously injured, and his physical energy was almost exhausted.

High burst, of course, means high consumption.

Gao Yuan's speed slowed down, but he still ran through the area covered by artillery fire because the enemy's artillery fire was not dense enough, accurate enough, or numerous enough.

Gao Yuan thought it was a miracle that he could see the second fractionating tower, but he did see it, although it was a bit blurry.

I found the explosives, took off the fuse with my less sensitive fingers, and inserted it again.

Gao Yuan swayed, his eyes quickly became dark, and every step he took seemed to be laborious, but even so, the speed he moved was still not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Gao Yuan walked out of the factory and felt the explosion behind him.

The second atmospheric fractionating tower was destroyed.

Gao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. This breath of relief made him lose all his support in an instant. Gao Yuan's vision went dark and his knees went weak. Just when he wanted to fall down and finish the job, he suddenly remembered that he still had something to say.

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This is the last chance in life, so I must say it.

Gao Yuan struggled to stand up straight. He looked at the sky, although he couldn't see anything. Then he raised his right arm and shouted: "I'm the third red company of the Tiger Brigade, Gao Yuan!"

It seems a little tasteless.

The power of role models is infinite. Gao Yuan thought for a while, and then he finally shouted: "I am... Yan Zhao Gaoyuan!"

Gao Yuan hasn't finished speaking yet, but this roar seems to have consumed the air in his lungs, his last strength, and his last vitality.

So Gao Yuan finally looked up to the sky and fell down.

His eyes quickly turned dark, and before he completely lost consciousness, Gao Yuan's lips moved, and he didn't know if he said anything out loud.
Chapter completed!