Please Don’t Give Up on Me

"You... how did you get in?" Wahab watched the man with a gun approaching, so nervous that he couldn't straighten his tongue.

He stood up slowly, over Lin Jing's shoulders, and quietly looked out the door.

The basement door was so open, and there was silence outside.

Lin Jing said indifferently: "Don't look, your two pustule companions can't save you."

Wahab was stunned: "You killed them?!"

Lin Jing smiled playfully: "Guess?"

Wahab was speechless, and the aura of the whole person fell into the dust in front of Lin Jing, unlike his previous domineering and arrogant appearance.

Wahab bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to calm down, but his heart rate still couldn't stop rising.

"You, you dare not! This is a war zone of another country. If you... If you kill or kill our people, you will also be in trouble!" He stammered, and it took a long time to piece together a complete sentence.

Lin Jing's eyes were teasing and noncommittal.

Wahab cowered and watched Lin Jing's every move, but slowly moved a step towards Qi Yue's position under his feet, and the hand behind him also quietly touched the dagger pinned to his waist...

"Let's talk about a deal...Everyone don't do anything. You put the gun down," Wahab paused, "I'll let her go."

Lin Jing seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and lightly tapped his chin at him: "Sure, you first let go."

Wahab took another step toward Qi Yue: "Okay, okay, I'll let it go, I'll let it go first—"

As soon as he finished speaking the last word ‘put’, he suddenly drew a dagger from behind his waist and gestured towards Qi Yue’s neck...

Before the knife hit Qi Yue's neck, Lin Jing quickly pulled the trigger.

There were two shots in total, one on the wrist and one on the thigh.

The dagger fell to the ground, and it took a few turns before it stopped. The crisp sound of the iron hitting the ground echoed in the empty basement. Wahab fell to the ground with his wrists in his arms, a cry of uncontrollable pain overwhelming his throat.

Lin Jing walked to him, bent over to pick up the dagger, and turned it around twice in his hand at random: "I have warned you just now-don't mess, move."

Wahab had a cold sweat on his face, less air intake and more exhalation, his upper and lower teeth shook his head, his eyes staring bitterly at Lin Jing.

The dagger swung around in Lin Jing's hands, drew it neatly, and slashed the rope that bound Qi Yue. Then he tore off the broken rope and threw it to the ground.

"You... why are you here?" Qi Yue lowered his head to conceal the emotion in his eyes, and covered his gently trembling fingers with one hand, as if asking casually.

When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and rough, and her throat was burning with pain.

Above his head, Lin Jing's voice seemed to have a little smile: "If I'm not coming, who will save you?"

Qi Yue was moving her stiff arms and arms, and she stiffened slightly after hearing this.

Lin Jing lowered her head, her eyes fell on her slightly swollen face, and she paused. Then he saw the corners of her cracked lips and the dry blood stains on her lips. As he continued to look down, he noticed that her clothes were also torn, and some of the new wounds where the trouser legs were torn were still bleeding...

His hands hanging beside him clenched into fists unconsciously, his eyes turned cold: "Have they ever used torture on you?"

Qi Yue shook his head: "No."

Everyone has a deal, and punishment is definitely not going to happen.

However, this group of people are not good men and believers, and they have no moral and ethical concepts, so it is common for them to punch or kick a few when they are happy or unhappy.

Qi Yue raised his head, facing Shang Lin Jing's angry but fierce eyes, he couldn't help but stunned.

Lin Jing quickly looked away, turned around and kicked accurately to Wahab's lower abdomen.

He really didn't show any mercy for that foot, Wahab let out a scream like a pig, and immediately curled up into a ball, like a weak shrimp.

Qi Yue knew his strength, and she was frightened when she watched from the side, for fear that Lin Jing would kick someone to death.

After all, this is in the war zone of other countries, and if they haven't received an order, they can't do anything with this side.

However, after Lin Jing kicked that kick, he didn't have any breathing time for Wahab. He picked up Wahab's collar with one hand and lifted him up easily.

Wahab clasped Lin Jing's wrist weakly, and his feet were off the ground, struggling desperately in midair.

His pupils dilated and his eyes were full of fear.

This Asian man looked like a demon in his eyes, incredibly strong. In front of this man, their people are like ants, and there is no room to fight back.

Lin Jing smiled so much at Wahab, "Do you want me to let you go?"

Wahab nodded hard.

Lin Jing: "Okay."

As soon as the voice fell, he threw Wahab out like a sandbag. A big man like Wahab was thrown straight ten meters away by him and hit the concrete wall at the other end of the room.

Wahab was like a puddle of mud, sliding down the wall to the ground. After he fell, he coughed twice, vomited a mouthful of blood, and then fainted.

Qi Yue didn't care about the still stiff hands and feet, and limped towards Lin Jing: "I'm fine, it's all skin injuries...Shall we leave here first?"

Lin Jing let out a sigh of relief. When he turned to look at Qi Yue, the hostility in his eyes receded a little, and then he noticed Qi Yue's unnatural walking posture: "Your feet?"

Qi Yue: "Twisted a bit before, it doesn't get in the way."

Lin Jing frowned slightly and was about to speak when Chen Chong's voice suddenly came from the communicator in his ear.

"Captain, the big dog is back to camp. Two pickup trucks, riding heavy firepower, about...12 people. Are you ready to explode? Over."

Lin Jing: "Don't startle, wait for my order. It's over."

Qi Yue heard Lin Jing's conversation, and her heart moved: "Their people are back?"

Lin Jing nodded slightly, took off her black bulletproof vest and put it on Qi Yue's shoulders: "Put it on."

Qi Yue didn't move: "What about you?"

Lin Jing: "There is one more from Chongzi. It is not convenient for me to come in to save people."

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Lin Jing urged: "If you get hurt again, we might really not be able to get out."

Qi Yue pondered for a moment and put on a bulletproof vest. Lin Jing was right. In terms of skill and reaction, she is the one who is holding back.

"Captain, three armored vehicles and two tanks were observed at three o'clock. It is expected to arrive at the outskirts of the base in five minutes."

It was Shan Shijun, a sniper in the team, who was monitoring the situation of the base on a large tree in the woods outside the base.

Lin Jing frowned fiercely.

This firepower really can't be tough.

Lin Jing: "Yu Hai, are you still in the base?"

Yu Hai: "Report to the captain, I am outside the lobby on the first floor. I have already seen the big dog come over here, break through or hide in another place?

Lin Jing: "Chen Chong, prepare to explode to cover Yu Hai's retreat. Shan Shijun is responsible for the response. You first withdraw to the government's territory and stand by. That's it."

Chen Chong was stunned: "What about you, Captain?!"

Lin Jing whispered: "I will take the target to evacuate from the rear."

Chen Chong protested immediately: "How can you do it! There is a river behind you, and the other side of the river is full of forests. There is not even a smooth road."

Lin Jing: "Stop talking nonsense. Act now!"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Qi Yue looking at her with complicated expressions.

Lin Jing raised her eyebrows slightly: "What?"

Qi Yue: "You only brought three people?"

Lin Jing jokingly said, "Don't worry, I can save you even by myself."

"That's not what I meant..." Qi Yue opened her mouth and didn't continue to ask.

The special operations teams in the Flying Blade Brigade all perform tasks in groups of five. The "Qi Xiang" in Qi Yue's mouth was once a member of Lin Jing's team and a good brother who had a life relationship with him. But in a mission six months ago, Qi Xiang died. Lin Jing was depressed for a long time because of this, and his attitude towards Qi Yue changed a lot after the incident.

Without delay, Lin Jing squatted down with her back to Qi Yue, "Come on."

Qi Yue: "Uh, no need..."

Lin Jing: "You have a lame leg and can't run fast."

Qi Yue: "..."

In the end, Qi Yue obediently lay on Lin Jing's broad back. Lin Jing held her hands firmly on her waist and easily lifted her up. Then quickly ran towards the fire exit.

This base is an abandoned residential building with only one exit at the front door. Lin Jing's plan was for Chen Chong and the others to break through to divert the fire outside the main entrance, while he took Qi Yue along the fire ladder to the top of the building, and then slid down and retreated from there.

If he were alone, he would be able to retreat directly from the front and walk with Chen Chong and the others. But now with Qi Yue, who was hungry for two days and was injured, there are many more uncertain factors. He can't take this risk.

As soon as he ran into the fire exit, there was a deafening explosion outside. Then the whole building seemed to be shaken by the powerful blast wind. Sand and lacquer blocks were constantly falling from the top of the head.

Chen impulsively started.

What followed was gunshots and chaotic shouts.

Qi Yue was a little worried: "Chen Chong will be fine with them, right?"

Lin Jing: "Don't worry. They are much better than this mob."

"She'sgone!!" There was a sudden roar of anger in the direction of the basement.

After a while, there were scattered and rapid footsteps from below the corridor.

Someone chased it.

"Clamp it." After Lin Jing said this, he let go of the hand holding Qi Yue's legs, and then took out the gun from his arms.

Although he understood what he meant, Qi Yue couldn't help but burn his cheeks slightly.