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C913 He's Here Moving Against the Light



C913 He's Here Moving Against the Light

Gong Moyi was sensitive to the sound of the plane, so she tensed up in an instant.    

    

It was the sound of the plane!    

    

The militants on the side of L Country had been fighting on the ground for such a long time. Then, the fighter jets could only be...    

    

Gong Moyi's heart rate sped up. She hid in the jar and continued to listen carefully.    

    

Sure enough, the locals also discovered the fighter aircraft. Someone cursed and went out to check.    

    

However, after the fighter jets flew past the town, they flew back to the suburbs, as if they were about to leave.    

    

Gong Moyi's heart was anxious, and she struggled to reach out and take out her phone.    

    

There was still no signal.    

    

Just as she was burning with anxiety, an explosion suddenly came from afar.    

    

Then, she discovered that her phone, which had no signal at the beginning, was trying to connect to the Internet!    

    

In an instant, Gong Moyi understood everything. So it turned out that the person sent by her father was blowing up the signal jamming station!    

    

Country L wasn't big. Even if all the jamming stations were to be found and blown up, they would still be blown up. As for her, she should be able to immediately send her location!    

    

She was delighted, and just as she was about to send the location online, there was a sudden movement from outside.    

    

Gong Moyi immediately did not dare to do anything and maintained absolute silence.    

    

She did not know what the other party was moving, entering and exiting.    

    

Not long after, the surroundings returned to calm.    

    

Gong Moyi listened carefully. When she confirmed that there was no sound, she stretched out an arm and pressed the signal.    

    

When she saw that the signal was successfully sent, her heart almost jumped to her throat.    

    

But at the same time, a coarse voice sounded, "Who?!"    

    

Then, Gong Moyi felt... Someone's coming towards her.    

    

That person's footsteps were getting closer and closer. At this moment, she seemed to have heard the voice of the God of Death.    

    

She had a spear in her hand. She had also practiced spearmanship with Gong Lingye since she was young. She had practiced freestyle fighting; she had even practiced jumping over and over to escape.    

    

However, this was a gathering place for militants. She was alone. A pair of hands, a pair of legs.    

    

She heard the man walk in front of her and his palm landed on the vase on top of her head.    

    

Gong Moyi held the gun tightly. At this moment, she suddenly realized that perhaps the only thing she could do was to kill him and then commit suicide before being surrounded by everyone.    

    

She felt an indescribable bitterness in her heart. She had never thought that when she was so close to hope, she would not be able to reach it in the end.    

    

However, it was at this moment that the sound of a fighter aircraft suddenly rang out in the sky. It was getting closer and closer, as if it had already reached the top of her head!    

    

And because the fighter jets were getting closer, the hand that had landed on the vase was retracted.    

    

Gong Moyi heard that person walk to the door and seemed to have looked at the sky and scolded something.    

    

Immediately following was the sound of gunfire.    

    

Although Gong Moyi could not see anything, at this moment, she seemed to be able to guess what kind of scene it was -    

    

The pilot on the combat jet wore a helmet and controlled the fighter jet while firing at the militants below.    

    

On the F side, there were not many fighter pilots with licenses. Most of them were engineers and workers.    

    

Gong Moyi knew that Gong Lingye was coming. He must have mobilized all the people he could.    

    

And because of the shortage of people, there must be only one pilot on each combat plane.    

    

In fact, as she had guessed, there was only one pilot on this combat aircraft. He controlled the aircraft to avoid being shot by the militants' heavy machine guns while shooting at the militants below.    

    

His shooting was very accurate. The people below kept falling, but they still did not see anything related to Gong Moyi.    

    

But at this moment... Someone suddenly waved at him with a backpack in his hand.    

    

His pupils constricted, and the machine gun could no longer fire bullets.    

    

Very quickly, Gong Moyi was brought out and the gun was pointed at her temple.    

    

Just two minutes ago, Gong Moyi realized that her position was exposed and was about to leave, but she did not expect that she would bump into the person who reacted and shot back.    

    

She had just jumped out of the vase and did not even have the time to point the gun at the other party before she was pushed out as a hostage.    

    

The moment she was pushed out, everything fell silent for a few seconds.    

    

No one shot from both sides of the confrontation, while the fighter aircraft could only circle in the air.    

    

It was already dawn, and the outline of the fighter jet was outlined by the light. It was the appearance Gong Moyi had yearned for since she was young.    

    

Furthermore, she could even tell from the serial number that this was a new generation fighter aircraft developed in Country F's base ten years ago.    

    

The militants aimed their guns at her. One of them walked forward and shouted with the microphone in English, "Landing immediately, or I'll kill her!"    

    

The sound of bullets being loaded was heard.    

    

Gong Moyi saw that the fighter aircraft slowly landed and stopped 50 meters away from them.    

    

Immediately after, a tall young man jumped down from the plane.    

    

He was wearing a helmet and she could not see his face clearly. She only felt that the way he walked was full of strength and wildness. It gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.    

    

She felt that it was the man who had blown the leaves on the mound that day, but she also felt that she was funny. The other party was clearly in the country, so how could they possibly come here?    

    

At this moment, he held a gun in his hand, and walked over step by step, all by himself.    

    


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