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At this time, Yi Yan, who had been protected by everyone in the middle, suddenly said: "The soldiers in front have turned the corner."
The sound was like the sound of nature, exploding in everyone's ears.
"Can you hear it?" Lu Tingxiao asked.
This is an extremely important action signal, and there must not be the slightest mistake. Otherwise, the entire team may face catastrophic disaster.
"Yes." Yi Yan gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly, but he nodded firmly: "When I am nervous, my hearing is particularly good."
At this time, several people in the team remembered that Yi Yan had demonstrated amazing hearing in the battle in the air-raid shelter.
Unexpectedly, although he was originally regarded as "Peng Gaoxuan's leg pendant", he proved the value of his existence in such a shocking way.
"You'd better hurry up." Yi Yan gritted his teeth again, clearly very scared but trying hard to hold on: "The person behind us is coming soon, only 5 seconds left."
"Let's go." Lu Tingxiao gave the order without hesitation.
Everyone took action immediately, running forward quietly and quickly.
As soon as I turned a corner, there was no sign of any soldiers.
"Yi Yan," Lu Tingxiao ordered decisively, "You give the instructions, and everyone will follow your lead."
"Yeah." Yi Yan's face flushed red. She was trembling with fear and extremely excited at the same time.
During the rest of the journey, every instruction given by Yi Yan was clear and accurate, helping the White Eagle Team to successfully avoid all the soldiers on duty.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they were about to reach the final tunnel exit.
Right in front of them was the place where Smirnov had taken them down the tunnel, very close to the gate.
As long as you force your way through the last three gates, you can completely leave the base.
If nothing unexpected happens, there won't be many soldiers on duty at the gate, so it won't be difficult for the White Eagles to force their way through.
When they turned the last corner and saw the exit, everyone was stunned.
Sergei was alone, blocking the exit.
No one spoke.
This scene is a bit embarrassing.
Sergei had always been their ally, and without him, this mission wouldn't have gone so smoothly.
But they directly took away the dragon horn from Ohio, which, strictly speaking, was a trick on Sergei.
The moment he saw the White Eagles, the muscles on Sergei's face trembled: "Sure enough..."
"Sergei," Lu Tingxiao interrupted decisively. They didn't have time to analyze right and wrong, or to weigh their feelings. All personal friendships were placed before the larger question of human survival; there was no room for comparison or weighing. "We're outnumbered, you can't stop us."
Sergei was agitated, his eyes fixed on the backpack on Ling Shi's back: "I never thought that even though I'm so devoted to you, you would want to steal our dragon horn..."
He was obviously unwilling, so unwilling that he ignored Lu Tingxiao's warning.
"Thank you very much." Lu Tingxiao took a step back, then stabbed Sergei in the heart again: "If you hadn't informed us of Sidorov's movements, we wouldn't have guessed that he was going to move the Dragon Horn."
"I was stupid." Sergei's voice trembled slightly, filled with obvious guilt and anger. "Sidorov clearly had General Pushkin's approval. But I thought I was going against him and ruined General Pushkin's plan..."
"Sergey, I consider you a friend, and I'm giving you a piece of advice." Lu Tingxiao stared into his eyes and said seriously, "It's best for you to reach a settlement with Sidorov privately."
"What bullshit..." Sergei didn't hear anything.
Lu Tingxiao emphasized his tone: "Listen! You and Sidorov combined are no match for Pushkin. If one day Pushkin wants you dead, Sidorov is the only one who can save you."
Sergei shuddered all over and stared at Lu Tingxiao: "How could General Pushkin..."
Lu Tingxiao didn't say anything.
But some doubts are like poisonous seeds. Once planted, they will grow wildly and recklessly.
Sergei's face turned pale, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Obviously, the possibility that Lu Tingxiao mentioned is far greater than zero.
The political situation is like a volcano that knows no life or death. When it is stable, it can stand for a hundred years, but it only takes a moment to erupt.
In just a short moment, there will be earth-shaking changes.
The fall of those in power and the rise of those in lower positions are common occurrences in history.
Seeing Sergei wavering, Ling Shi immediately stepped forward to "finish the job": "No matter how the situation changes, the one you want to protect most is Dima."
"This is a cure," he said, pulling a small box from his pocket and handing it over. "This is for you."
"Even if something happens in the future, you can come to China to find me. I will definitely help."
Sergei glanced at the box, hesitated for a moment, and then took it.
He slowly turned sideways to make way for the passage: "Even without me, it would be difficult for you to leave."
"Pushkin and Sidorov, with over a thousand men, are already blocking the gate of the base."
Ling Shi was stunned: "Thank you for telling me."
Sergei headed towards the passage they had come from, leaving only the White Eagles members behind.
There was silence for a moment.
More than a thousand people were still too difficult for this small team of a dozen people to deal with.
"What should we do?" Ma Minghong asked. "There are far more than a thousand troops in the base. The longer it takes, the more people will come to stop us."
"We can't get out."
Everyone fell silent.
Unexpectedly, it was Pushkin himself who ordered the transfer of the dragon horn.
This man is a complete conspirator and had no intention of doing good business with China from the beginning to the end.
The promised last day of research rights was just a cover.
If nothing unexpected happens, they will move the dragon horn tonight, and they will be forced to hand over the equipment early tomorrow morning, or even without waiting until tomorrow morning.
The moment the information from Country M was handed over, the balance of power between them was broken.
If they foolishly followed Pushkin's arrangements, they would end up with nothing.
"Fortunately, we've used up all the fog in the equipment." Zuo Hao muttered, "Humph, we should have destroyed the equipment and not left them even a single piece."
Anger mixed with aggrieved emotions circulated among the crowd, not only towards Pushkin's shamelessness, but also towards the helplessness of the thousand men outside.
The dragon horn is already in hand. Am I really going to be stuck here forever?
"If it really doesn't work..." Ling Shi glanced at Xiang Chongyi and said, "Let Xiang Chongyi take Long Ji away. No one can stop him if he's alone."
Lu Tingxiao stood there for a while and said, "No. I can't leave any of the people I brought with me behind."
These words were spoken with great force, completely changing his previous lazy and overbearing style of not caring about other people's lives. However, it was this courage to take responsibility at the critical moment that was the most convincing.
However, courage is courage, but only when one can really lead people out can this courage be transformed into the admiration and even loyalty of his subordinates.
Ling Shi was about to ask a question when Lu Tingxiao suddenly raised his hand and touched his face.
His fingertips, covered in calluses, made a palpable presence as they brushed across my cheek. Yet the touch was gentle, like caressing a precious treasure, one reluctant to let go.
Ling Shi was suddenly stunned.
Why, why is this guy acting like a hooligan in front of his teammates?
But somehow, he stood still and did not dodge.
A not-so-good premonition spread in his heart, making him feel sour.
"Everyone, listen to my instructions." Lu Tingxiao put down his hands and glanced around: "Xiang Chongyi will be the vanguard. Infiltrate the enemy ranks and break up their formation."
Xiang Chongyi said calmly, "Yes."
"Peng Gaoxuan is the team leader. Defend with all your strength." Lu Tingxiao looked at Peng Gaoxuan and said, "All the team members are relying on you to protect them."
Peng Gaoxuan said firmly: "Yes."
"Lead Lingshi on the left and form an attack formation," Lu Tingxiao said. "Lead Muye on the right and coordinate with the left."
"Lai Xinyuan, responsible for long-range attacks. Take care of both attacking the enemy and taking care of teammates."
"Ma Minghong, pick two people to cover our retreat."
Everyone responded in unison: "Yes."
This "yes" should be said with full momentum, as if they have already stepped over thousands of troops and climbed to the top of the mountain of victory in the war.
However, despite unconditional obedience to orders, hesitation still inevitably arises in one's heart.
Even if it is a formation with both offensive and defensive capabilities, how can we fight against a team of a thousand people with only a dozen people?
"Fifteen minutes later," Lu Tingxiao glanced at Ling Shi and said, "Let's go."
At this moment, everyone was a little stunned.
No one responded.
Fifteen minutes?
Why wait fifteen minutes?
The longer the time goes, won’t they transfer more people?
Only Ling Shi had a clear mind.
He guessed what Lu Tingxiao was going to do, and could even foresee the consequences of his actions. But he couldn't stop him.
From the first day he set out on the journey to find the Dragon Horn, Ling Shi knew that the road would be bumpy and that there would inevitably be various sacrifices.
He even took his own sacrifice into account, so naturally he couldn't avoid Lu Tingxiao's.
But when the moment really came, he found that he simply could not accept that the person in front of him would one day disappear.
What's even more tragic is that he knew everything but couldn't stop it.
Individual sacrifice is insignificant compared to the future of the human species.
But individual sacrifice is an unbearable pain and burden for the individual.
Ling Shi only knew that no matter how heavy the pressure was, he had to hold on until he completed the mission.
Lu Tingxiao had already closed his eyes, his hands spread out at his sides. Within his palms, a gray vortex began to form.
Zuo Hao started yelling, "Captain Lu, what are you doing?!"
Lu Tingxiao didn't say anything, and the gray vortex gradually expanded.
Ling Shi couldn't help but grab his arm.
Lu Tingxiao opened his eyes slightly and said softly, "16 people against 1,000 people, we have no chance of winning."
"We need help."
The gray vortex in his palm gradually grew larger and spun rapidly.
Ling Shi took two deep breaths and gently let him go.
They are all soldiers and have responsibilities that they must bear.
Even if it means letting your comrades and brothers...go to the most dangerous places.
At this moment, Yi Yan looked over with sparkling eyes: "I heard some movement outside the base."
"How many?" Lu Tingxiao closed his eyes again and concentrated all his attention on the palms of his hands.
Yi Yan waited for a while, listening attentively: "Dozens, coming from all directions..."
“The numbers are increasing…”
"More than a hundred..."
"Not enough." Lu Tingxiao said softly, "Far from enough."
Ling Shi hesitated for a moment and asked quietly, "How do you know how many corrupt people are around the base?"
"How do you know you can still stand well until enough corrupt people arrive?"
Lu Tingxiao didn't speak immediately. After waiting for a moment, he said, "Bet."
Sure enough, it was just as I thought.
Ling Shi fell completely silent.
He watched the gray vortex in the palm of the man in front of him continue to spin and spin...
Yi Yan, standing by, kept reporting the data: "Over three hundred...over five hundred...over six hundred!"
At this moment, Lu Tingxiao's body shook violently, and the vortex in his palm disappeared.
His eyes were no longer as clear as usual, as if they had lost their focus and were blurred. He blinked hard several times, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort for him to regain his consciousness.
Ling Shi, who was already prepared, hugged him tightly and forced out a voice through his teeth: "Stop."
"Not enough." Lu Tingxiao's expression was cold, and he didn't even hesitate, and still said the same thing.
Ling Shi was at a loss for words.
He knew he shouldn't stop it. But at this point, how could he just sit there and watch...
no.
He couldn't accept it.
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