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However, even with this thought, Cheng Chong could not take immediate countermeasures. Because from the bottom of his heart, he still didn't believe that he had been exposed at this moment. If the conjecture just now is really just wishful thinking and taking rash action, it is undoubtedly the stupidest and stupidest choice in the world.
Cheng Chong held his breath, still lying motionless in the bunker, paying attention to everything in front of him with high nervousness, especially the slightest movement of the old herdsman, which could not escape the close surveillance of his eyes.
Time was lost minute by minute in that tense atmosphere.
Sure enough, not long after the herdsmen's songs sounded desolate, suddenly, from a distance, almost where the sky and the earth met, a few small black dots appeared out of thin air. After a while, those small black dots gradually took a step towards this side. Step by step closer, it slowly becomes clearer.
They were several militants wearing black clothes and black trousers, each with an AK47 rifle on their shoulders. Both their attire and their arrogant expression were very similar to the militants who attacked the Yuebanwan checkpoint last time, but they were not I saw people wearing white clothes and white robes, with long white turbans on their heads.
When Cheng Chong saw these four or five armed men, he was immediately filled with rage. As if he were meeting his mortal enemy, his eyes quickly became bloodshot and turned red. It was true that enemies were extremely jealous when they met. In addition, he quietly grabbed a handful of dry sand with each hand, squeezing it tightly and then squeezing it tightly. He was trying to control his surging emotions. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and suddenly emerge from the simple bunker. He jumped out of the house and fought to the death with these four or five armed men without caring about anything.
Cheng Chong suppressed his emotions, and his small impatience messed up his big plans. Of course, these four or five militants must be killed, and they should be killed, for the cruel acts they committed in China, and for the unforgivable crimes they committed in Banwan.
but not now. My purpose for this action was to completely destroy their secret base so that they would never have a springboard to harm China in the future. At the same time, their blood must be used to pay tribute to the young heroes of their comrades who died tragically and wash away their sins.
Don¡¯t lose big because of small things, let alone act on impulse. I have worked hard to survive until now, so I must not act rashly and end up halfway, all my efforts will be wasted.
¡°I was still worried about whether I could find their secret base just now, but now the situation has become clear. Whether these four or five militants can appear in this deserted Gobi Desert will never appear out of thin air. Their secret base should be nearby. Because they didn't look like they had driven a long way on the dusty Gobi Desert under the scorching sun.
In other words, at this moment, I have entered the enemy's territory by mistake.
Thinking of this, Cheng Chong clearly realized the danger of his situation, and he couldn't help but start to get a little nervous. He was not scared or afraid, but he felt a wave of fear because he almost failed to control his emotions and exposed himself just now. Think carefully about what will happen if you expose yourself in the enemy's lair? I can think clearly even if I think with my thighs.
Cheng Chong's whole body was tense with nerves and he was highly focused. He paid close attention to every move in front of him and refused to let go of any detail easily.
But I saw the four or five armed men each carrying a rifle, wandering to the west of the Poplar euphratica tree, and then sitting on the ground carelessly, each holding a cigarette diagonally in his mouth. The cigarette butts were thrown on the ground. Those cigarette butts are very similar.
Having this idea, Cheng Chong felt uneasy again, and he chose this place rashly to lurk. At this time, he was at most ten meters away from the four militants, with only two or three swaying poplar trees in between. This distance was by no means a safe distance. Any slightest movement on his part would inevitably be exposed.
At this moment, Cheng Chong felt that the danger was infinitely close to him. As long as he was careless at this moment, all his previous efforts would be wasted and his success would be in vain.
At this time, Cheng Chong became even more nervous. The nerves in his whole body were so tense that they almost broke. All his attention was focused on the four or five armed men, and he refused to neglect even a moment.
What surprised him even more was that the old herdsman was not afraid when he saw the four or five armed men carrying rifles. Instead, he greeted them cordially, as if they were familiar with each other.
Oops! They are in the same group!
Cheng Chong immediately recalled the penetrating song of the old herdsman. Not long after the song started, these four or five armed men appeared. Could it be that the herdsman gave these four or five armed men points?This is the opponent's territory. They have many people and some weapons and equipment.
Cheng Chong had no choice but to continue lying in the simple bunker, trying to be as calm as possible and contain his murderous rage to avoid being noticed by the other party.
After the armed men in white clothes and white robes approached, they gathered with the original four or five armed men and sat on the ground around the roasted whole lamb. They quarreled for a while, and then started to drink and eat large pieces of meat. food scene.
The old herdsman who had already stood up was hiding far away, turning his eyes to this side from time to time, as if he dared not speak in anger.
"The same person who dared not speak out was Cheng Chong, who was lurking just ten meters away. He watched helplessly as this group of militants ate, drank and had fun in front of him, but he was unable to do anything.
Eat more, eat better, open your cheeks and eat generously! Do condemned prisoners need to eat a full meal before going on the road?
This will be your last supper.
Cheng Chong lay quietly in the bunker, watching everything in front of him coldly, thinking like this, but what made him feel very strange.
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