The soldiers looked towards the glass window as soon as they entered, because they realized that the sniper shots they had taken earlier had come from that side.

"It's you? Isn't this Doctor Gu's student?"

"Yan Jincui sacrificed her life; she was protecting Ms. He," explained the soldier who had just come in and already knew the situation.

"Where is Ms. He? Take her away immediately!"

The machine guns outside started firing again.

Song Yan picked up the sniper rifle and moved to a different position. "Bang!"

The machine gun fire stopped.

This was a successful sniping operation by Song Yan without relying on any external force.

Song Yan: "You all go join the battle! Leave this to me."

Another explosion rang out outside; there was no time to hesitate.

"Take Ms. He and leave immediately. We'll buy you some time!"

Two soldiers charged out again.

Song Yan stepped on the bloodstains on the ground, walked towards the bathroom, and jumped out of the window.

It was drizzling outside, and faint red bloodstains were visible where Song Yan's shoes had stepped.

Song Yan had already put away her sniper rifle; she was carrying a pistol. Just in case, she was wearing Ms. He's coat.

Song Yan ran quickly across the lawn, climbed over the fence, and entered the grove.

Song Yan entered the space to rest.

Song Yan had experimented many times, using his line of sight to send himself to distant places in space. The farthest distance he could reach during the day was about a thousand meters, and he only managed this two or three times before running out of energy. He needed to rest for a few days to recover.

In the spatial dimension, Song Yan took off Ms. He's coat and put on a green military uniform, a color that would make him easier to conceal. He looked at the two large trees beside the villa and used the spatial dimension to transport himself to the foot of one of them.

Song Yan quickly climbed up the big tree. She was even harder to spot in the dense canopy.

The gunfire nearby is decreasing; the fighting is probably still going on in the distance…

"Look at these shoe prints and so much blood, is it the guy surnamed He who's injured?"

Several men jumped out of the bathroom window.

Song Yan entered the space, but still felt afraid.

"Drag him out!"

Two people were dragged out of the window by the people behind them. Song Yan had just seen these two people.

"Tell me, who's always around the man surnamed He?"

"I have no idea!"

Where did she run off to?!

The soldier shook his head again!

"That woman can't have gone far, let's chase after her!"

"These shoe prints led towards the grove..."

"I've found someone here!"

A soldier shouted, "He's the lawnmower! He's an innocent civilian."

"No, don't kill me! I saw a woman go into the woods! Over there..."

"What else did you see...?"

"No, that's all..."

"Bang..." The muzzle of the rioter's gun rang out, pressed against the worker's head.

"It's useless, so I won't keep it!"

Five rioters dragged two soldiers towards the grove of trees...

"Kill these two too!"

"Their people will be here soon. Keep this uninjured person as a hostage."

The implication is that the injured one should be killed.

The wounded soldier was the one who ran upstairs and told them to leave quickly.

Song Yan couldn't hear what they were saying because of the distance, but he saw a gun pointed at a soldier's head.

Song Yan had been keeping an eye on things, looking for the right opportunity.

Song Yan was confident he could kill all five of them at once. And he had to kill them all, leaving no survivors. He couldn't let the enemy know his location.

The accuracy of its space-based shooting is beyond doubt.

Song Yan fired rapidly, five shots, all hitting the head, and the five men fell down.