Subconsciously looking in the direction from which he came, Wei Ran, who was hiding in the shadow of a doorway on the street, hesitated briefly for less than a second before finally raising his gun again, aiming at a gun-wielding Falangist member and pulling the trigger.

Hit the trigger!

"Da da!"

Amidst the hoarse and dark short firing sound of the low-sounding MP5, the militant who was running towards the firefighting building was immediately shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

Thanks to the noise from the flares that hit the night sky from time to time, and even more to the cover of gunfire near and far, as well as the weak muzzle flash of the submachine gun in my hand.

With this series of advantages, it wasn't until Wei Ran moved his gun and killed the third militant that someone finally found his location.

For a moment, the remaining militants No. 78 either concentrated fire on the position where he was hiding to suppress him, or moved over under the cover of their companions, preparing to throw the grenade in their hands into the doorway where Wei Ran was hiding.

Almost as Wei Ran took out a grenade and was about to throw it out, another clear gunshot was heard from the direction behind him.

"boom!"

The moment the gunfire rang out, a Falangist militant who was about to throw a grenade in was also shot in the chest and fell to the ground while lying on his back. The grenade in his hand also hit the ground with a grunt as the others screamed.

on the ground.

"boom!"

Amidst the dull explosion, Wei Ran first heard screams, and then a loud reminder in Arabic, French and even English - "Sniper!"

Why the hell don't you speak French and English?

Wei Ran muttered angrily, but at the same time he put away the grenade he just took out without any delay, turned around and ran up to the second floor.

"boom!"

After the second gunshot, a newly emerged Falangist had his head lifted by a bullet, and the others subconsciously hid in the houses on both sides.

While the Falangists were being suppressed by snipers from afar, Wei Ran had already arrived at the window on the second floor, aimed at the shouting militants hiding in the doorway across the road, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da!"

After two more weak gunshots connected together, the militant who was about to poke his head was hit in the shoulder and head respectively. Before he fell to the ground, Wei Ran had already moved the muzzle of his gun and aimed at another militant.

The trigger was pulled.

"Da da da!"

After another series of bursts of fire, Wei Ran retracted his gun decisively, took out the grenade just now, pulled out the ring and threw it on the stairs leading downstairs.

Amidst a clanging sound, the grenade hit the steps and jumped down, causing two people to exclaim.

"Bang! Bang!"

Just before the grenade exploded, the distinctive clear sound of SVD gunfire came from outside again.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time as the grenade exploded, Wei Ran had already grabbed the second grenade and thrust it out of the window, letting it fall freely to the first floor directly below.

"Da da da!"

Almost immediately, someone diagonally across the street started firing at the window, and soon after, Wei Ran also saw two grenades being thrown in.

"grass"

Wei Ran felt a chill in his heart and left the room with a swoop.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After three consecutive explosions, Wei Ran rolled and crawled back to the first floor amidst the gunfire of SVD.

After listening carefully, he threw a grenade again and walked out with the gun the moment after the explosion.

Thanks to the cooperation of the sniper in the distance who was highly suspected of being a hot air balloon, as well as some mental calculations and unintentional calculations, the exchange of fire just now had left Falange members lying on the street.

"boom!"

Just at this moment, another gunshot was heard from behind, and a flowerpot placed at the door of a doorway on the right side was shattered with a crash.

After getting the hint, Wei Ran immediately moved the muzzle of his gun and fired a few bullets into the door, then picked up a broken brick and threw it in.

As the bricks fell to the ground, the people inside also let out panic and desperate screams, as well as a faint crashing sound.

At the same time, Wei Ran ran in quickly, aimed at a figure lying on the ground and pulled the trigger.

Wei Ran easily killed the enemy, and was not in a hurry to leave. He roughly searched the body and picked up two grenades and an American compressed biscuit. As for the AK submachine gun he used, it was useless.

Not touched.

Looking towards the direction of the second floor where he was trying his best to suppress his cries, Wei Ran cleared his throat and reminded in Arabic, "The enemy downstairs is dead and he has weapons on him."

After saying that, he didn't care whether the people still alive on the second floor understood what he meant. He turned around and walked out of the room. After observing at the door for a while, he ran towards the body of the next militant.

With the help of the sniper in the distance, Wei Ran reloaded and searched the corpse as quickly as possible. At the same time, he loudly reminded the people around him in Arabic to pick up the weapons on the corpse and be careful at any time.

Falangists may come to support.

In less than two minutes, he took two packs of 9mm bullets and several grenades found from the corpse and quickly left the street where fighting was likely to start again soon.

The difference is that this time he ran in the direction of the sniper. Regardless of whether the other party was a hot air balloon or not, he had just completed the language task and had shown his sincerity. Next, it was time to meet the other party.

It's time.

Running wildly along the street, before Wei Ran reached the house where the sniper was suspected to be, there was a fierce exchange of fire from that direction.

"Mr. Dongfeng, this way."

Just when Wei Ran was about to go over to help, someone from an alley on the side of the road shouted in French - it was a woman's voice.

"Who are you?" Wei Ran asked as he ducked into the alley.

"Come with me"

The woman wearing a headscarf and holding a silent MP5 submachine gun did not answer. She just said as if she was identifying herself, "It was the hot air balloon that asked me to pick you up."

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately quickened his pace and allowed the other party to lead him through this alley and then ran into another alley.

When they finally stopped, it was a "dead end" surrounded by several houses, or a "patio"-like open space.

This open space is no more than five meters square, and there is a straight and slender cedar tree planted in the middle. Its dense branches even touch the outer walls of the surrounding buildings.

"Come with me"

The woman urged Wei Ran again and asked Wei Ran to get into a dirty window.

"We meet again"

Almost as soon as Wei Ran stood firm, the window behind him was also closed, and then he heard the sound of the hot air balloon in the bright flashlight beam.

"It was really you just now?"

Wei Ran asked as he turned around, and then he saw that the hot air balloon that was closing the window was actually holding the SVD in its arms.

"Did something happen?" the hot air balloon asked curiously, "Why did you run out too?"

"Who is she?" Wei Ran did not answer the question, but pointed to the woman next to him who was lighting a candle.

"She is Lina, my wife's brother's wife." After a moment's pause, the hot air balloon added, "She is also an 8th Liberation fighter, and she is my middle school classmate."

What is the relationship between brother-in-law and elder sister-in-law?

Wei Ran subconsciously defined the relationship between the two people in his mind according to his own understanding.

"Hello, Mr. Dongfeng, thank you for helping us."

While talking, the elder sister-in-law named Lina also took off her headscarf and stretched out her hand towards Wei Ran.

Wei Ran shook hands with the other party politely, and Wei Ran also tried his best to suppress the surprise in his heart and eyes. This was definitely a beautiful woman, but there were horrible cut scars and round marks left by cigarette butt burns on her face.

point.

Obviously, she had suffered abuse, which made Wei Ran subconsciously think of the abuse the landlady suffered before she committed suicide.

"I'm actually here to find you." Wei Ran released his hand and looked back at the hot air balloon.

"What happened?" The hot air balloon immediately became nervous.

"We are preparing to take the children out of the refugee camp." Wei Ran pulled up a chair and sat down as he spoke.

This room is more like a utility room, filled with all kinds of dusty debris. The only window has been tightly blocked by a wooden board wrapped in a blanket, and the door, which is not that big, is also blocked by wooden bars.

Hold it firmly.

"How to leave?" The woman named Lina asked subconsciously.

"We predict that the Falange may temporarily withdraw and reorganize before dawn. That may be the only window of time to escape from the refugee camp."

While Wei Ran recounted their plan, he also took out the captured bullets and placed them on the table, then pressed them into the submachine gun magazine one by one.

“Exactly as we predicted”

The hot air balloon replied, "We are going to attract the enemy, and when the time is right, we will break out in the direction of the Gaza Hospital."

"What do you need me to do?" Wei Ran asked.

"We can't take everyone with us"

The hot air balloon said with difficulty and sobriety, "Lina and I will organize a group of people to find ways to open the gap. Dongfeng, what you have to do is to lead as many people as possible away from the gap we opened with others, especially to let all the people leave."
To be continued...