The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 562
"My lord general is here!"

In the cold night, a cry rolled by like thunder, shaking the guns on the shoulders of everyone present trembling involuntarily.

I don't know who took the lead, and the whole row of people fell to their knees one after another, not daring to move.

Everyone raised their heads in panic, and saw the cold light reflected by a pair of military boots, and further up, there was a face that was terribly livid due to excessive anger and restraint.

He is not tall, and his appearance is even seven points of elegance.

However, it is such a seemingly harmless appearance. In the past 17 years, he has been at every step, from an inconspicuous little officer, to gradually holding great power and aloof.

The car stopped ten meters away.Without saying a word, he walked quickly, keeping his eyes on the whole time.

The military doctors hurried over from behind him, hurriedly carrying the woman who had been shot and fell to the ground into the car.

Leaves deep marks on the snow.

General Hong watched the car go for a ride, then looked again at the row of kneeling guards.

Wherever the gaze went, it was like being pierced by an ice edge, and seeing it made everyone present shudder.

The more silent the master was, the more trembling his subordinates became.Harsh punishment is doomed to be inevitable, but life and death are all up to him.

Life is worse than death, or death is horrible, it's just a thought.

There was a faint sobbing sound in his ear.General Hong turned his head slightly, and glanced at Shi'an who was kneeling on the ground with downcast eyes and kept wiping away tears.

She paid no attention to anyone.I just kept crying until my eyes were red and swollen, my hair was disheveled, my whole body was stiff with cold, and my mind was in a trance.

After a lot of effort, Mrs. Lin couldn't be rescued after all, and she even lost her life.

He was held as a hostage for more than two months, thinking about escaping all the time.

Even a girl who has no friendship with her daughter, and even has complex feelings of "rivals" intertwined, is willing to entrust her with trust.

At the beginning, I hesitated, feared, and struggled.After all, she is just a child, and if she fights against a wily adult, she will lose the battle in all likelihood.

When she heard that Qilan was determined to rescue Lin Mi's mother, Shi'an gritted her teeth and changed her original intention, hiding everything from him.

No matter how brave and resourceful a 16-year-old girl is, she will look immature in the world of adult intrigues.

Surrounded by grief, Shi'an never imagined that the fatal shot that shot Mrs. Lin came from the number one sniper at the secret base ordered by her father himself.

General Hong didn't say hello.He went straight around her, stepped on the pale moonlight, looked up at the sky, like a lone wolf.

Another car approached slowly, and drove up to it cautiously.

"Master General, please get in the car!"

He stood by the car door, and suddenly turned his head to look at the three or four balls of red blood stained on the white snow.

Borrowing the moonlight, a sad face was reflected in Shi'an's bright eyes.

Those eyes were bloodshot, intertwined with complex emotions.The corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, as if she was about to bleed, she was completely different from the happy face when she married Xiaomei.

His car hurried away in silence.There was no howling, no roaring of anger and sorrow.Just like his unfathomable style for many years.

An authorized military officer came over routinely, saluted, and stepped forward to help her in a gentle tone:
"Miss He, please get up, our general has given an order to take you home immediately."

"I want to stay for a while, okay?"

Seeing that she was indifferent, the officer got anxious and quickly knelt down facing Shi'an, scratching out ten deep holes in the snow with both hands:

"Please get up quickly, everyone doesn't know whether the head on the neck can be kept tonight."

"I'll just go back by myself, you don't need to send it."

Shi'an rubbed her numb knee and got up unsteadily.A series of loud car horns suddenly sounded in my ears, and a familiar car drove slowly through the night.

Father's car came, finally came.
Watching the car approaching numbly, every second seems to be more difficult than a year.

Shi'an was pushed into the car by a pair of big hands, and before she had time to speak to her father, her eyes went dark and she slumped on the seat.

A man dressed in black jumped over the wall like a ghost, and skillfully flew over the roofs of a row of low bungalows.

Although he didn't see where the bullet flew, Qilan's eyes followed the figure closely, and he chased after him without saying a word.

He stared at the fast-moving black figure without blinking, and ran with all his strength, completely ignoring the pain from the old and new injuries on his body.

Kitahara Tai didn't know when she had already chased after him out of breath, and shouted at the boy:
"Stop, you can't beat it!"

"Running after firing a gun is definitely not a good person," Qilan continued to run with a sneer, "You and I are a dignified man of seven feet, how dare you be a random thief in the market!"

The Dongyang man was misled by the boy's casual attitude for a while, thinking that he was doubting his own judgment, and quickly clarified:

"It's not a thief, this is the most powerful sniper in the base, I can never admit my mistake"

Kitahara Tai has been in the secret base for quite a long time.As a master holding the noble blue dragon token, from the moment he looked up and saw the signal of the triangular fireworks, he could predict who was called to perform the task based on experience.

Qilan's footsteps did not stop, but he knew it in his heart.Gradually, he was getting closer and closer to that black shadow!
He sped up with all his might, a pistol raised in each hand--
"Bah! Bah!"

Two bullets were fired at the jumping sniper.The man trembled, opened his arms like a bird, and fell straight from the roof of a private house.

"Boom!"

With a bamboo knife in front of him, Qilan raised his foot and kicked it away.

Kitahara Taigang was about to jump over to pick it up, but saw a silver oval object thrown from the direction where the sniper fell--
The explosion rumbled.

A large cloud of gray fog rose from the ground, mixed with layers of sparks.The smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air, choking the mouth and nose.

The nearby bungalows and low walls were all damaged, and the cries for help sounded briefly, but were soon drowned out by the noise from the fire.

In a cloud of dust, two people walked staggeringly.

When the explosion happened, they fell down in unison. Thanks to a hundred-year-old tree that blocked some shrapnel, they survived.

Bei Yuantai's face was covered with black ash and blood, and there were several wounds on his waist and legs.

Qilan was slightly injured, but still had the strength to support his companion.He was very careful, as if supporting an old man who was over eighty years old, for fear that if he walked too fast, the frame would fall apart.

"Beiyuan-kun, is the number one sniper at your base usually busy?"

"Cough," the Dongyang man shook his head, "It's a lot of money, it must be very busy."

Qilan was thoughtful, "I read about a dozen shootings in the newspapers this month, can he do it alone?"

"The higher-ups only call him out when it's the most difficult."

The young man glanced at the night sky, recalling the murders of Zhu Juanjuan's eldest brother and second brother in December, his mood suddenly became heavy.

Will the sniper's target be the same as that of Long Yun and Xiao Jin?

(End of this chapter)