The gunshots suddenly ceased, as if the battle had ended. Tang Zheng's squad didn't dare to linger, so they divided into two teams of five and flanked the area.
University student Yang Wei couldn't run anymore. Just a moment ago, she tripped over an exposed tree root and fell, even losing her gun. But she didn't dare turn back to pick it up, because any wasted time could allow that terrifying German to catch up.
Yang Wei was exhausted, her legs felt as if they were filled with lead, almost unable to lift them, her throat smoking, suffering from thirst. She couldn't remember how long she had run, nor did she know where to go next. She just wanted to shake off that pursuer.
"Haha, you can't escape. Once I catch you, I'll definitely enjoy it. Chinese women are indeed beautiful," a German brewery worker with a rifle chased behind her, laughing uninhibitedly.
