Volume 1 Chapter 437 You Can't Emit It

The six black soldiers were indifferent to Song Ziyan's warning and even found it funny.

They were like a group of hooligans, coming up to Song Ziyan and doing all kinds of things to her.

"What are you doing? Don't touch me!"

Song Ziyan was filled with fear and despair. She could smell the pungent odor emanating from these black soldiers. It was a dirty smell, as if they had not changed their clothes or taken a bath for a month or two.

It’s so dirty and smelly!

How could she not know what these six black soldiers wanted to do to her? Her face turned pale at the thought of her body being defiled.

One of the black soldiers shouted, and the next second, several people started to tear off Song Ziyan's clothes. One of them took out his mobile phone to take pictures with an obscene expression on his face.

"Stop it! Get out of here! Get out of here!" Song Ziyan resisted and screamed with all her might.

A black soldier with a pointed face and monkey cheeks pushed her down with brute force.

Song Ziyan subconsciously struggled to get up, but found that her right foot was being pulled by a rough big hand, and she was dragged on the ground.

He could hear the wild laughter of the other black soldiers, and his back was rubbing against the ground violently, causing a burning pain.

"You beasts, let me go..."

Song Ziyan was almost collapsed, screaming at the top of her lungs, as if she were a domestic pig in the countryside being dragged onto the slaughter bench by a crowd of people, unable to resist or struggle, with no choice but to be slaughtered.

Tears fell like rain. At this moment, the civilized world seemed so far away and out of reach for her.

She regretted coming to this war-torn land.

Without a country or laws, there is nothing that can restrain the bestiality of these people.

Amidst the malicious, devilish laughter, her hair was disheveled and soiled by the sand on the ground, her shoes fell off, and then her stockings were torn off, and her top was torn with a series of crackling sounds.

"Stop it, bastard, stop it now!" Song Ziyan screamed and resisted with all her might.

A loud and fierce slap was delivered to her face, accompanied by a shout from the sharp-faced black soldier.

"Pah~"

After this slap, blood immediately flowed out from the corner of Song Ziyan's mouth, and she was stunned.

She lay on the ground, looking at the sky in despair, her cheeks wet with tears and her makeup was all ruined.

When her clothes were almost taken off, the black soldier stepped on her hands to prevent her from turning over and kept her lying flat on the ground.

The sharp-faced black soldier swallowed his saliva, took off his pants, and was about to rush forward to capture the city.

"Swoosh~"

There was a sound of penetration through the air, and a bullet suddenly shot out and hit the sharp-nosed and monkey-faced black soldier's head without any suspense.

“Puff~”

The sharp-nosed and monkey-faced black soldier's head seemed to have been bitten off by a monster. His body was bloody and he fell to the ground.

The other five people were shocked. It was a sniper rifle and there was a sniper nearby.

They subconsciously looked in the direction where the bullets were coming from.

"Swoosh~"

Another bullet came through the air, this time piercing through two black soldiers standing in a line.

The bullets passed through their bodies, and the huge impact force not only shattered the shoulder blades of the two men, but also threw their bodies out and collided heavily with a broken wall.

The remaining three people immediately found cover and hid.

A man came out from behind them, raised the pistol in his hand, and shot at the three people without hesitation.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

Fire three quick shots, each to the head, to end their lives.

Song Ziyan was so frightened by this incident that she closed her eyes and curled up against the wall. She was trembling with fear at the hail of bullets. She guessed that the White Army had come and was fighting with the Black Army, but she could do nothing but pray that no bullet would hit her.

A piece of clothing suddenly covered her, still a little warm.

"Song Ziyan, is it fun here?"

A male voice sounded, with a hint of joking.

Song Ziyan was startled. Why did this voice sound so shameless? And he even knew her name. Could he really be shameless?

She slowly opened her eyes and immediately met the eyes of Li Tian, ​​who was kneeling on one knee on the ground.

She was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened and she said in disbelief: "Shameless, you... why are you here?"

I was filled with shock and fear. I never expected to meet Li Tian here.

"If I wasn't here, wouldn't you be eaten by the Black Army and then vomited and eaten again?"

Li Tian rolled his eyes at her and reached out to pull her up. "Your pants are not torn, put them on quickly. Your shirt is torn, so just wear mine."

Having said that, he stood up and turned his back.

Song Ziyan wiped her tears while putting on her clothes. Although she didn't know why Li Tian was here, she knew that she had been rescued.

After she was dressed, Ye Lanxin and Zhang Zhihui also came over.

"Sister Song!"

Zhang Zhihui came forward excitedly and called Song Ziyan "Sister Song", not because he was younger than Song Ziyan, but because he had less seniority in the company than Song Ziyan.

"Little Fatty!"

Song Ziyan was also extremely excited to see that her photographer was not dead.

They hugged each other.

"Are you okay, Fatty?"

"I'm fine. I was also rescued by our country's soldiers."

Military?

Song Ziyan looked at Li Tian and wondered when her cousin-in-law would join the army.

Wearing combat helmets, black combat uniforms, as well as pistols, daggers, and submachine guns, they are fully armed, just like special police.

What's going on?

How could such a shameless person have such an identity?

And he was actually sent to the war-torn country X. Was he sent specifically to rescue her?

Looking at the corpses of the black soldiers again, I was stunned. Were these all shameless murders?

At this moment, she suddenly felt that Li Tian was a little strange.

At this time, one of the two black soldiers who had just been shot by Ye Lanxin was still alive. He took out a signal gun and prepared to shoot into the air to call for help.

He still had a ferocious face and was yelling crazily at Li Tian and the others. Even if you didn't understand the language of Country X, you knew he was saying that you all must die.

Indeed, if the flare is fired, all the black troops in the town will come out in force.

However, just when he thought he would be able to launch the signal bomb, Li Tian rushed in front of him like a flash of lightning.

He was shocked and subconsciously pulled the trigger of the flare gun.

But he found that he couldn't pull the trigger at all.

Looking closely, I found that the opponent had inserted his thumb into the space behind the trigger at some point, filling the space behind, so that the trigger was completely stuck.

"(You can't launch this flare)!" Li Tian sneered.

The black soldier was stunned. He never thought that a Chinese could speak their language fluently. But the next second, he laughed crazily again: "Even if the signal flare cannot be launched, our positioning has not changed. My companions will soon find out the abnormality. They must be rushing here now. You will still die."