144 Speed (Monthly Pass Bonus Chapter!)

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Li Changjiang suddenly felt as if all the strength had drained from his entire body. His previously taut nerves abruptly relaxed, and everyone behind him was looking in the direction of Tunisia and cheering.

Some were even weeping!

Many people hugged each other tightly. This scene would perhaps linger in the minds of many people for a very, very long time. Those who have never experienced hardship will never know how the feeling of the morning light shining upon one's body could be so full of hope.

"Hey! Are you alright?"

The blood on his hands had long since dried in the wind, caked tightly against the skin on the back of his hands. He grinned awkwardly, trying to put his hand down, but Elisa pressed Li Changjiang's hand firmly against her own face.

"Thank you, Li!"

Looking at the fervent gleam in Elisa's eyes, Li Changjiang could not help but swallow hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Do you want to sleep with me?"

"Oh~ No! No! No--"

Before she could finish speaking, a soft little hand already covered Li Changjiang's mouth, and immediately she burrowed entirely into his arms. Elisa's body radiated intense heat, but as the slightly chilly sea breeze blew over them, Li Changjiang abruptly quelled the sudden surge of passionate desire rising within his chest, gently stroking Elisa's head instead.

"Let's go! We need to hurry and leave this place; the Libyans could come after us at any moment!"

With that, he straightened up and glanced back behind them, and at that very look, his mind went completely blank!

Fack!

"Damn it, it's the Libyans! Go! Go! Go!"

Li Changjiang's voice suddenly exploded amidst the quiet and ecstatic atmosphere, instantly stunning everyone with those words.

And right behind them.

A massive cloud of rolling dust was stirring—it was pickup trucks, Libyan pickup trucks!

"Damn it!"

"Those accursed Libyans, they've caught up! Run!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Abruptly startled out of their joy, many people were somewhat slow to react, but the instinct for survival soon drove everyone to sprint frantically toward the Tunisian border.

The crowd was in utter chaos; many tumbled and scrambled their way straight down the sand slopes. Li Changjiang was also caught somewhat off guard by the sudden danger. It seemed that misfortune truly follows fortune when joy reaches its extreme.

"Elisa, run!"

"Fack, move!"

shoving Elisa directly into the hands of the Old Russian and telling him to lead the people charging forward, Li Changjiang immediately raised the L115a3 sniper rifle in his hand to take aim, shouting loudly at Killer and the others at the same time.

"Tank, Killer, prepare to provide cover!"

Leaping swiftly to the reverse slope of the sand dune, the group quickly readied themselves using the gradient for cover. The Libyans were moving too fast, and behind them lay a completely flat expanse with no obstacles whatsoever to block these pickup trucks. Yet there were still several kilometers to go before reaching the Tunisian border; over such a short distance, those pickup trucks would simply not give those damned Englishmen enough time to break through.

Through the scope, Li Changjiang directly locked onto the advancing Libyans, but their sheer determination still shocked him somewhat.

Terrifying!

If they had been caught here instead of in the middle of the night, there would have been absolutely no way out.

There were easily over ten pickup trucks, along with a large number of modified armored vehicles—adding up to more than thirty vehicles stretching out in a very long line, backed by a large number of Libyan militiamen trailing behind. By visual estimation, there were at least over five hundred people in total.

"Fack! What are the Libyans trying to do? There's no time left, fall back!"

Seeing such a terrifying sight, Li Changjiang instantly abandoned the thought of offering resistance. With a force of less than twenty people trying to fend off the pursuit of over five hundred Libyans, it was utterly like throwing eggs at a rock; they would likely be swallowed up without even creating a ripple.

"Boss, look at that!"

Tank's voice made Li Changjiang pause, and he immediately looked back through the scope in that direction.

Damn it!

It's a tank!

Have the Libyans lost their minds? They've even deployed tanks, and that bastard Khamis actually allowed them to push this deep into the Tunisian border.

Li Changjiang was truly misjudging Khamis this time. A day ago, British warplanes had launched airstrikes that cut the government forces in half. Aside from the rear mercenaries and elite troops who managed to withdraw, a force numbering several thousand armed men was nearly all slaughtered by the rebels.

Even Khamis himself was nearly blown to death by British bombs, to say nothing of the mercenaries; many had switched sides mid-battle, turning their guns on the government forces, while the majority had scattered and fled.

Although the rebels were not currently attacking Tripoli, the government forces on the outer perimeter of Tripoli had practically abandoned their defenses; otherwise, the rebels could never have cut straight across the middle zone between Misrata and Tripoli to pursue them all the way to the Tunisian border.

"It's a tank! Go! Go! Go! Abandon the resistance, fall back!"

Without a moment of hesitation.

Li Changjiang immediately put away his sniper rifle, spun around, and broke into a mad sprint toward the border. It was already too late.

The Libyans were clearly intent on exterminating them to the last man.

"Ho ho ho!"

"After them!"

"Hurry up! Catch those damned invaders!"

From within the Libyan convoy behind them came a chorus of mixed accents, followed by a loud *bang*!

*Rat-tat-tat! Boom!*

Gunfire suddenly erupted.

*Puff, puff, puff!*

Subconsciously diving into the sandy ground on either side, several dull thuds marked bullets piercing the sand right beside their bodies.

*Boom!*

A tank shell exploded a dozen meters ahead of them, instantly blasting out a massive crater.

This is truly damned!

"Quick, take cover! Watch your cover!"

Within the span of just a few breaths, the Libyans had closed in, the sound of gunfire instantly carrying far into the distance. Li Changjiang had just climbed back to his feet when he was knocked flat by the shockwave kicked up by an explosion, a mouthful of sand filling his mouth as he found himself in a rather wretched state.

The sound of the Libyan gunfire quickly stirred the refugees and Tunisian border guards at the frontier into a state of agitation. Following a riot that had broken out not long ago, the government had already tightened security, and a force of over a hundred troops immediately began mobilizing.

Yet, looking at the dark, oppressive mass of the Libyan rebels in the distance, everyone's nerves were pulled taut to the breaking point.

"Requesting reinforcements! Requesting reinforcements! The Libyans are charging right at us!"

"Damn it, what are they trying to do?"

The abruptly tense atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire Tunisian border.

*Boom!*

A tank shell landed less than a few dozen meters from the border, and the sand and gravel kicked up by the explosion rained down like a storm, creating a continuous clattering din.

"Damn it, we are under attack, request reinforcements! Requesting reinforcements!"

The Tunisian government was not in an enviable position to begin with, facing constant domestic riots, but the sudden appearance of the Libyans clearly unnerved many figures in the military.

Those accursed Libyans were nothing more than a mob of thugs and hooligans.

"Fack! Boss, we can't outrun them!"

Inside a shell crater.

Tank and Killer had both dropped prone beside Li Changjiang, but Angel and Doctor were nowhere to be seen—bastards!

"Fack, come here!"

"Damn it, the Libyans want to wipe us all out. What on earth did those bloody Englishmen do?"

In truth, it wasn't what the English had done, but what Li Changjiang and his team had done.

*Puff-puff!*

Bullets scraped across the edge of the sandpit behind them, sending a chill down their spines.

"Fack, counterattack, return fire!"

Gunfire soon filled the air, but compared to the numerous Libyan pursuers, the firepower of just over a dozen people could only slightly hinder their advance. Moreover, at ranges exceeding a thousand meters, shooting accuracy and lethality dropped drastically.

*Whoosh!*

*Whoosh!*

Through the scope, Li Changjiang pulled the trigger repeatedly, taking down more than ten men in less than a minute. There was simply no time to distinguish whether the targets were machine gunners or assault troops; whenever he saw a person, he pulled the trigger. Bursts of blood bloomed through the scope, and his entire demeanor turned exceptionally calm, even cold.

Within the closing distance of under a thousand meters, Li Changjiang had personally gunned down over fifty men, but more Libyans kept swarming forward.

*Rat-tat-tat!*

*Bang-bang!*

In an instant, the firepower of the remaining twenty-odd people mysteriously managed to suppress the Libyans, pinning them down at a distance of over two hundred meters so they could advance no further.

Fack!

"Quick! It's a tank! That tank is charging over, blow it up!"

A British operative dashed out at full speed, but before he could toss his grenade beneath the tank, his chest was pierced by dozens of rounds of concentrated fire, killing him instantly.

Damn it!

"Angel!"

"I'm on it!"

Angel was the team's demolition expert and always carried explosives on him, but charging out right now meant risking death with near certainty.

Trailing right behind the tank, the Libyan infantry had pushed within the two-hundred-meter firing range. Li Changjiang's lips suddenly pressed into a thin line.

"Angel, I'll cover you!"

"Dead-eye skill activated!"