The sky was just getting light.
Gu Yanshen, along with five elite soldiers, had been squatting on the outskirts of the village for three hours.
"Report, Commander, target sighted."
The soldier spoke in a low voice.
Gu Yanshen picked up the binoculars.
Three black cars stopped at the village entrance, six people got out, each holding something in their hands.
"Split into two groups, one come with me into the village, the other block the escape route."
"Yes."
They silently sneaked into the village.
The mud house where Wang Qiang was hiding was far inside, dilapidated, the windows nailed shut with wooden planks.
Gu Yanshen just reached the doorway.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out.
A bullet grazed past his shoulder.
"It's an ambush!"
The soldier immediately raised his gun.
"Don't shoot!"
Gu Yanshen shouted.
"Wang Qiang might still be inside!"
Just as he spoke, the door of the mud house was suddenly kicked open.
