Chapter 1138

"Brother Cheng, come on, Xiao Yi is still waiting for us!"

The man's voice is indistinct, light enough to be blown by the wind, then dispersed.

Xi Yancheng's eyes were bloodshot. He fired seven or eight bullets to the man who fired the cold gun there.

The man, who was the only survivor there, had been sifted.

Xi Yancheng holds the steering wheel tightly and moves forward quickly.

Beside him, Li Mingxing's eyes have been closed, blood flows down his body, and soon the seats are stained with a small piece of wet.

After half an hour, Xi Yancheng met several groups of people sporadically, but after a short fight, the other side found that he was not easy to provoke, and had no intention to fight hard.

Just keep driving and you're on the edge of the desert.

Xi Yancheng saw that Gong Mo Yi's position was about ten kilometers away from this side.

Before driving into the desert, he simply dealt with the road marks.

It is often windy here. Although it is not big, Xi Yancheng knows that once he enters the desert, even if the other party sends people to encircle and suppress them, it should not be easy to find them.

This is not desert cross-country. Although it has been modified, it is much more difficult than special desert cross-country.

Half an hour later, Xi Yancheng finally arrived at the location of Gongmo Yi.

The sky is still dark, but it is estimated that it will soon be dawn, because the night at this moment is more intense than ever, which is the darkness before dawn.

The desert under the light of the car lamp, the ups and downs of the curve, quiet and magnificent, but also lifeless.

Getting closer to there, Xi Yancheng felt that he had never been so nervous.

He turned his head and looked at his comrades who had already died. He felt that the air pouring into his heart seemed to be filled with sand, which hurt deeply.

Until, in the line of sight bumps into a black outline.

Xi Yancheng has been with the aircraft for years. How can he not recognize it as a fighter?

It's her fighter!

From more than 20 meters to approach, the outline of the fighter in front gradually became clear, and the hr0045 number on it stung his eyes.

"Mingxing, I found her." After saying that, Xi Yancheng made a solemn salute to his comrades in arms. Then he got out of the car, opened the back door and said, "Mr. George, we --"

but his words suddenly stuck there.

In the back seat, George was still sitting in front of him, but a bullet went through his head, and his eyes didn't even close.

Xi Yancheng's body shook, and he felt his chest suddenly torn apart. The huge pain spread all over his body, as well as the piercing cold pouring into his chest.

He rolled his Adam's apple, stepped back two steps, another salute. Almost exhausted, he turned and went to the fighter cabin.

The lights are on that position.

There, Gong Mo Yi quietly leaning on the seat, eyes closed, covered with blood.

I don't know if it's stuck. Xi Yancheng can't open the hatch. He smashes it like crazy with his tools, and he barely pries it open.

And he so big movement, inside the palace Mo Yi all did not have any reaction.

He was shaking, and he had never been more afraid.

He carefully lifted her out of the cabin, as if holding a fragile china.

And her body was cold and lifeless, because of his action, she did not even open her eyes, but blood spilled out along the corner of her mouth.

"Ah --"

Xi Yancheng felt that he was completely pulled into hell by the great fear. She held her and looked at the dark sky, hoarse and roared, and the voice was pathetic, like a wild animal losing everything.

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