Chapter 12 Misunderstanding

While fighting and fleeing, Gao Yang used everything he could to the extreme. Although he could not completely get rid of the pursuers behind him, he had successfully opened the distance to more than 500 meters. Most importantly, he was killing While killing at least eight enemies, he was unharmed.

Gao Yang perfectly covered the professor and the others from escaping, fighting against more than 20 people with one person, and they can still do this. Gao Yang is very proud of his achievements.

The Ak47 is already powerless against targets 300 meters away, so Gao Yang no longer shoots at this time, but pays attention to keeping the distance from being drawn by the enemy. There are still about two hours until dark. It's time for Gao Yang to really escape.

Gao Yang only used up two magazines, leaving a full ninety rounds of rifle bullets. Gao Yang has no doubt that he can kill a bloody way out of desperation.

When Gao Yang was carefully choosing a route for jogging, the walkie-talkie around his waist suddenly rang, and a strange and arrogant voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Hello, can you hear me? I hope your walkie-talkies are on, Mr. Morgan, I'm sorry to tell you, your luck is coming to an end, I'll find you and kill you, lol."

Gao Yang was taken aback by the voice that came out of the walkie-talkie. He remembered that he hadn't turned off the walkie-talkie, and he was sure that he had never heard this strange voice before. Moreover, judging from the content of the speech, the person who spoke People are supposed to be the ones launching the attack.

Soon, Professor Buck's voice rang out. Although it was through the walkie-talkie, Gao Yang could hear the deep concern.

"Gao, are you okay? If it is convenient, please answer, how are you now?"

Although the call between the walkie-talkies is shared by all terminals, and the enemy can hear his words, Gao Yang still pressed the launch button to report safety, "I'm fine, professor."

Gao Yang didn't say much. At this moment, the arrogant voice sounded from the walkie-talkie again, "Professor? Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"Damn bastards, we're only here to make animal documentaries, we've got official permission, and we haven't done anything we shouldn't, why attack us? You bloody terrorists, son of a bitch, you must You'll be judged, bastard! bastard!"

Professor Buck's voice was very angry. He could only vent his anger through the intercom, but after being scolded, the other end of the intercom was silent for a long time, and the arrogant voice sounded again.

"If you don't want your people to die, please report your identities and purpose. Please understand that this is a threat. If you refuse to answer, I can only catch up and kill you."

"My name is Buck Rodney. I'm a naturalist. I work at the Fletcher Ken Institute for Biological Studies in the United States. I'm also a visiting professor of zoology in the Department of Biology at Stanford University. I'm here to help NGC (National Geographic Channel) ) to make a documentary, do you need to know exactly what we are filming, Mister Terrorist?"

After Professor Barker finished speaking, the voice came over the intercom soon, but this time the tone of the speaker became more polite.

"I'm sorry, Professor Buck, the things in your camp have confirmed that everything you said is true. It seems that we have mistaken the target. This is a sad little mistake. Well, all I can say is this It was all a misunderstanding, sorry for the person who killed you, stop here, you can continue your filming, let me guess, is the subject you are going to shoot a very powerful primitive man? A tribal aborigine, but will shoot,

And besides killing eight idiots, he also killed one of my best sniper, do you want to shoot him? Guys like this really should be on TV, Professor. "

"Terrorist, you guessed wrong."

"Professor, you should really make a feature film about that primitive man, hey primitive man, are you listening? You killed me a sniper, but I don't hate you, you are really good, are you interested Join us? And are you really a primitive?"

Gao Yang pressed the launch button, and after a moment of silence, he said coldly: "If you want to kill more people, then come."

"Well, I admit, my men will give up on chasing you, I have to find my real target, but some idiots in the Liberation Front will happily kill you, bye, primitive people, bye professor, hope you don't Will die at the hands of those idiots, last word, I am sorry for this misunderstanding, I am sorry for killing fourteen of you, by the way, we are not terrorists, if you want your army to die for you For revenge, go to the Sudan People's Liberation Front."

"Damn it, make it clear, you killed fourteen people and said it was all a misunderstanding, fourteen people, you bloody devil, what did you do?"

After Professor Barker finished speaking excitedly, there was no more sound from the intercom to respond to him. Gao Yang looked back and found that some of the pursuers behind him seemed to be venting. After calling wildly in his direction, He turned around and left quickly, it seemed that he had really escaped from the battle, while the remaining seven or eight people danced and yelled, but still chased after him.

At this time, Professor Buck's voice sounded again, "Gao, we are safe now, you have to be careful, we will wait for you, be careful, over."

Gao Yang gave a wry smile. The professor didn't seem to know what it means to keep the communication channel clean, but at least he didn't leak too much information.

"Understood, I will find you, there is no need to take the initiative to contact me, over."

After finishing speaking, Gao Yang picked up the gun, because he slowed down a little while talking, and the pursuers behind him drew closer to him. At this time, there was only about three hundred meters, but Gao Yang counted, the enemy There were only nine left, and judging from the way they marched and the way they shot, they were quite amateurish.

The people who threatened the most had already left, and Gao Yang was relieved a lot. Although he didn't know who these people were, Gao Yang vaguely felt that the people who left should be mercenaries, and the people who were still chasing him were obviously The so-called Sudan People's Liberation Front.

Thinking of the name of the Sudan Liberation Front, Gao Yang suddenly remembered something. He wanted to ask clearly, but when he saw the enemy running fast, he could only temporarily give up this plan. Not too late.

Suddenly seeing a deep pit that could be used as a cover appeared in front of him, Gao Yang stopped running, but jumped into the pit, aiming the rifle in his hand at the enemy.