Chapter 2: Gunfight

Gao Yang silently cried out in distress; under the condition of massive adrenaline secretion, he only felt a dry mouth and parched tongue, his hair standing on end, and his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Gao Yang's sharp shooting skills intimidated the enemies; although he fired vigorously, no one dared to rush forward. In fact, Gao Yang was also taken aback by his own marksmanship, as he did not expect that after so many years, his shooting would still be this accurate

The fleeing Black man occasionally fired a shot behind him in hopes of slowing down his pursuers. Just as he turned around once more, his gun did not fire; it was out of bullets. Subsequently, a bullet accurately struck his head, and with a muffled "thud," his brain matter splattered through the air.

The speaker is using English, and although the accent is somewhat strange, it is still not a problem for Gao Yang to understand

As he pinned Yiga down, Gaoyang had already drawn his hunting knife. Startled by the sudden attack, Yiga instinctively pulled the trigger, and the sharp sound of gunfire rang in Gaoyang's ears. Due to the recent discharge, the barrel of the gun in Gaoyang's hand was extremely hot, and after Yiga fired the bullet, the muzzle became even more scorching. Gaoyang gritted his teeth against the pain, refusing to let go, making every effort to keep the gun from pointing at himself. Then, he thrust the hunting knife diagonally upward into Yiga's abdomen with great force. Due to the recent discharge, the barrel of the gun in Gaoyang's hand was extremely hot, and after Yiga fired the bullet, the muzzle became even more scorching. Gaoyang gritted his teeth against the pain, refusing to let go, making every effort to keep the gun from pointing at himself. Then, he thrust the hunting knife diagonally upward into Yiga's abdomen with great force.

All he could hear in his ears was the deafening sound of gunfire, and his line of sight was obstructed by the tall grass. However, Gao Yang had no intention of getting up to see what was happening; he was only praying that no one would see him.

After climbing for more than ten meters, Gao Yang heard the gunfire cease. He dared not continue climbing and stopped, slowly propping himself up to take a look. He saw that the remaining four individuals were all crouching down, gradually approaching him.

Gao Yang quickly fired two shots, then immediately rolled to the ground. Not forgetting to pull his hunting knife from Yiga's corpse, he swiftly crawled to the side. Just as he crawled away quickly, bullets struck the very spot where he had just fired, sending grass and debris flying.

The distance between the two parties is approximately seventy to eighty meters, and the other side does not dare to approach quickly, which gives Gao Yang a slight sense of relief, as he finally has time to check how many bullets he has left

I am coming out, please do not shoot, I am sorry, I am injured, it is serious, my movements will be slower, please do not shoot

A black man named Iga pointed his gun at Gao Yang, quickly ran to stand in front of him, took a careful look, tilted his head slightly, and shouted loudly to the people behind him: "It's a yellow-skinned guy, he says he is from Huaxia, and he is unarmed."

Who is it, come out, raise your hand and come out

Gao Yang took a deep breath, quickly rose to one knee, and after two gunshots of "bang" and "bang," another person from the opposing side fell to the ground

While speaking, Gao Yang slowly stood up, then raised his hands and remained in place. At that moment, he noticed that the nearest Black man was about seven or eight meters away, and there were six other Black men scattered around, some far and some near, approximately one hundred meters away from him. However, at that moment, everyone had their guns pointed at him

After taking a slight breath, Gao Yang continued to crawl slowly forward. His right knee was excruciatingly painful, and his left hand had swollen from being burned by the gun barrel. Gao Yang could only grit his teeth and endure, carefully moving little by little.

The gunshots rang out, and Gao Yang fired two shots. Two figures fell to the ground, both shot in the chest, and died on the spot

At this moment, the grassland was enveloped in silence, completely unlike a life-and-death struggle taking place. After crawling for several dozen meters, Gao Yang came to a halt, observing once more, and just happened to see a Black man peeking out with only a small part of his forehead visible, gazing in his direction, though it seemed he had not noticed him.

After the gunfire revealed his position, Gao Yang once again lay down on the ground and quickly crawled forward, ignoring the "thudding" sounds of bullets drilling into the soil beside him, and simply pressed on with his head down.

Gao Yang lay on the ground without raising his head, yet he could see everything that was happening clearly, because if that Black man was not dead, he would only need to take two more steps to step on Gao Yang's body

The sudden sound of a gunshot left Gao Yang momentarily stunned, and before he could even open his mouth to cry for help, a series of intense gunfire erupted.

When the last fleeing Black man fell, a cheer erupted, but at that moment, Gao Yang only wanted to cry. He deeply regretted not running at the beginning; had he run from the start, he surely would not have drawn the attention of both sides in the conflict. Now, wanting to flee, it was too late.

The man named Iga, a Black individual, was holding a rusty AK47, dressed in tattered camouflage attire, and surprisingly wearing a pair of flip-flops, which did not seem to indicate that he was part of any regular army

The battle began suddenly, but the gunfire quickly became sparse; however, it did not completely cease. Soon, Gao Yang was astonished to realize that the gunfire was getting closer and closer to him

Two Black men dressed in camouflage ran towards a high place of concealment, one in front of the other. Behind them, seven or eight people were chasing, continuously shooting at the two fleeing Black men. Soon, the Black man at the back was shot in the chest, and a burst of blood erupted as he fell to the ground

The cheers quickly subsided, followed by a voice that emerged.

Upon hearing the phrase "Kill him" once again, Gao Yang no longer hesitated. Taking advantage of Iga's momentary distraction, Gao Yang swiftly grasped the muzzle of the gun with his left hand, lifting it upwards while drawing a hunting knife from his waist with his right hand. He then lunged forward, tackling Iga to the ground.

"Idiot, kill him!"

This time, the opponent was on guard, and the exposed area was very small. Gao Yang fired two shots but only hit one enemy.

The sound of gunfire occasionally rang out, approaching him at a rapid pace

To avoid any misunderstanding, Gao Yang first inserted the hunting knife into his lower back, then lay on the ground and shouted loudly in English: "Do not shoot, I am a Huaxia person, I have no gun, I pose no threat, I am a survivor of a plane crash, please listen carefully, I am a Huaxia person, I am a survivor of the plane crash, I pose no threat"

The footsteps grew closer and closer. Glancing at the corpse that was almost within reach, Gao Yang realized that he could no longer hide. After a moment of hesitation, Gao Yang decided it would be better to take the initiative.

Killing to seize a gun, and then quickly firing, was not something Gao Yang had planned from the beginning. He still hoped that the other party would spare him, or even offer him assistance. It was only after someone from the other side repeatedly threatened to kill him that Gao Yang, with a mindset of desperation, took action. His success was completely unexpected. In short, everything just happened that way. However, when he fired the second time, it was a conscious decision made by Gao Yang, yet the effect was somewhat diminished.

The other party did not open fire immediately, which gave Gao Yang a slight sense of relief

Gao Yang's heart sank to the bottom, and without a moment's hesitation, he immediately crouched down in the grass. Although the distance was still considerable, Gao Yang did not want to be hit by a stray bullet, nor did he wish to be discovered by the combatants. God knows who was engaged in this battle; it was better to stay hidden.

After thrusting the hunting knife all the way in, Gao Yang tilted his body slightly, pulled out the knife, and then stabbed fiercely from bottom to top. This thrust pierced through the abdominal cavity and reached the heart. After a convulsion, Yiga finally ceased to move.

It may seem slow when spoken of, but in reality, everything happened very quickly. From the moment Gao Yang acted until the end, only two or three seconds had passed, and at that time, those who were relatively far from Gao Yang had just begun to react

After Gao Yang picked up the AK47, he took a deep breath, then rose to one knee, quickly aimed the gun, and fired two shots, "bang" "bang".

When the gunfire ceased once more, Gao Yang no longer crawled; instead, he cautiously raised his head to observe, but this time he did not detect any trace of his opponent. The dense and tall grass provided excellent cover for both sides; as long as one lay flat on the ground, it was difficult to spot each other's whereabouts

Iga, check it out quickly, the others will clean up the battlefield, we need to leave soon

After Gao Yang finished speaking, he did not receive any response from Yiga, but he heard a word from someone far away that he never wanted to hear: "Kill him!"

The only remaining Black man was still running towards Gao Yang, and the alarming thing was that this man was running faster than a rabbit. Originally, there were several hundred meters of distance, but from the moment the gunshot rang out until now, not even a minute had passed. At this moment, he was less than fifty meters away from Gao Yang, and under the desperate sprint of that man, the distance was rapidly closing.

Gao Yang forced himself to calm down, drew the hunting knife that was inserted at his waist, took a few deep breaths, and cautiously raised his head to observe the surroundings

The elevated heart cooled down, but Yiga did not pull the trigger directly; instead, he twisted his head back and shouted loudly: "He said he could give us a lot of money"

Gao Yang raised his hands high, and although he was extremely nervous, he still forced a smile and said loudly: "Sir, I encountered a plane crash, and I am the only one who survived. If you and your friends can help me, I will do everything in my power to repay you. Please do not kill me; I can give you a lot of money. Saving me would be more beneficial for you."

The nearest Black man to Gaoyang saw Gaoyang's face and seemed to believe that Gaoyang posed no danger, his expression relaxing considerably. At that moment, someone in the distance shouted, "Iga, who is it?"

Hearing the sound of gunfire resembling popping beans, Gao Yang suddenly turned his head and saw, at a distance of about five or six hundred meters, two groups of people shooting at each other. Although the distance was somewhat far and the details were not very clear, Gao Yang could ascertain that this was not hunting; this was a firefight, this was war

While speaking, Gao Yang stared intently at the gun in Yiga's hand. He and Yiga were almost face to face, with the gun's muzzle within reach of his head. Gao Yang was afraid that while he was talking, this guy named Yiga would pull the trigger.