Nominal: Hou Liangping blocking the door? He was slapped away!

"There are four fixed sentries on the perimeter, all armed with assault rifles."

Chen Hai quickly reported what he had seen.

Judging from their perfect tactical skills, they are clearly a paramilitary force that has received extremely rigorous training.

With just two small pistols in their hands, charging down like that would be like throwing eggs against rocks.

Qi Tongwei ejected the Glock magazine and pressed down on the top bullet with his thumb.

"I'll cut in from the blind spot on the left and take out those two sentries at the dock entrance first."

"Find a high vantage point to provide covering fire, and wait for me to give the signal before you fire."

While arranging tactics, Qi Tongwei gestured that he was ready to move, intending to slide down the iron frame of the crane to the ground.

His toes had just left the iron frame the instant.

Several high-powered military searchlights suddenly lit up on the top shelf of the container directly overhead.

The blinding white light cleaved through the darkness, illuminating the entire crane where the two were located.

Immediately afterwards, the crisp metallic sound of a heavy machine gun pulling its bolt echoed through the night sky.

"Da da da da da!"

The scorching tracer rounds tore through the camouflage of the night, raining down on the crane's thick iron frame.

Large swaths of sparks mixed with metal shards flew everywhere.

Qi Tongwei kicked Chen Hai hard in the shoulder, and using the recoil, he flipped sideways and jumped directly from the second floor of the crane into the pile of discarded construction tires below.

Chen Hai rolled down to the other side of the pile of debris, hiding his body behind a huge rusty winch.

The intense heavy machine gun fire riddled the platform where they had just been standing with holes.

The two were completely separated behind two bunkers, and the hail of bullets overhead kept them unable to lift their heads.

"Blue container in the upper right corner, squad automatic weapon!"

Chen Hai pressed himself against the hard metal block and shouted out the positions at the top of his lungs.

The scavengers on the perimeter had already formed a skirmish line with rifles in hand and were flanking them.

The sound of tactical boots splashing through the puddles on the dock grew closer and closer during the intervals between gunshots.

Qi Tongwei gritted his teeth and pulled out the tactical dagger strapped to his outside thigh.

He spotted several piles of used diesel fuel barrels about twenty meters to his left and front.

He poked half his body out from the pile of tires and fired three shots steadily, accurately hitting the weakest weld at the bottom of the oil drum.

"boom!"

A huge, orange-red fireball rose from the ground.

The billowing black smoke from the explosion immediately spread out in the sea breeze, effectively obscuring the bright light of the searchlights and the line of sight of the machine gunners above.

Without pausing, Qi Tongwei followed and plunged into the thick smoke.

A scavenger had just rushed into the edge of the smoke screen with a rifle in hand, but before he could pull the trigger...

Qi Tongwei had already moved close to his side like a ghost.

With his left hand, he tightly covered the other person's mouth before they could speak, while with his right hand, he thrust the dagger, held in reverse, deep into their chest through the gap between their ribs.

He pulled out the bloodstained dagger, seized the fully loaded rifle, and turned to fire a precise burst at the dark figure on the edge of the thick smoke.

Two scavengers who were about to flank him burst out of blood from their chests and fell backward into the muddy water.

Qi Tongwei dropped the rifle with its empty magazine and rolled repeatedly on the oil-splattered ground to avoid several stray bullets fired at him.

He switched back to his pistol, raised his hand and fired two bursts, instantly killing a sentry hiding behind the container on his right with a headshot.

They tore a bloody path through the dense, crossfire network, leading to the speedboats on the beach.

On the other side, Chen Hai knew that he could not hesitate at this moment.

He abandoned the rigid rules and regulations he had in mind, steadily holding the Glock with both hands, and leaned out from behind the winch.

Aim and fire.

The crisp sound of pistols seemed insignificant amidst the continuous roar of heavy machine guns.

But his marksmanship, honed at the police academy, is extremely accurate.

The two cleaners who attempted to flank Qi Tongwei from the side container aisle fell to the ground, completely eliminating the threat from the right wing.

Beside the speedboat.

Seeing that all was lost, the leader in charge of escorting the person drew a dagger with a blood groove from his waist, preparing to cut open the black canvas bag and push the person into the sea to silence him.

Chen Hai stared intently at the movement, held his breath, and fixed his aim firmly on the leader's brow.

He decisively pulled the trigger with his index finger.

The bullet traveled nearly fifty meters and precisely pierced the center of the leader's skull.

The leader didn't utter a sound before falling backward into the rolling waves.

Chen Hai rushed out from behind the cover at full speed, ran all the way to the speedboat, and forcibly dragged the heavy canvas bag behind him.

After killing the last road scavenger blocking his way, Qi Tongwei leaned against a green shipping container, panting heavily.

He quickly pressed the magazine release button and ejected the empty magazine.

He reached behind his tactical belt and pulled out a spare magazine, then slapped it into the chamber.

The entire reloading action was extremely smooth and took less than half a second.

It was precisely in that fatal half-second gap that...

Under the chassis of a wrecked forklift, a scavenger, shot in the chest and struggling to survive, trembled as he raised a Remington shotgun.

The dark, thick muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at the unsuspecting Qi Tongwei's back.

Chen Hai turned around, dragging his canvas bag.

Out of the corner of his eye, he clearly glimpsed the deadly intent lurking in the shadows.

The distance was too close; there was no time to draw a gun and fire.

Chen Hai's brain didn't have time to make any thoughts or commands.

His body unleashed all its power, propelling him forward.

He slammed into Qi Tongwei's back, knocking him to the ground.

The dull thud of shotgun fire echoed throughout the abandoned dock.

Large amounts of lead bullets sprayed outwards in a terrifying fan shape.

A large, blinding cloud of blood burst open from Chen Hai's back.

Police bulletproof vests are as fragile as a piece of waste paper when subjected to shotgun fire at such close range.

He lost all his strength and crashed heavily onto Qi Tongwei's back.

The two of them fell together onto the rough ground covered in mud and brass cartridge cases.

The moment Qi Tongwei was knocked down, his gun was already cocked.

He rolled over and knelt on one knee, then raised his hand and fired a shot that ended the attacker's last breath.

The dock finally fell completely quiet, with only the howling sea breeze and the crackling of burning diesel drums in the distance.

The twisted, broken metal of the container, torn apart by large-caliber bullets, made a sickening scraping sound in the night wind.

The black seawater churned and rolled along the breakwater at our feet.

The air was filled with a nauseating, heavy smell of blood and a pungent odor of gunpowder.

Qi Tongwei quickly turned around.

Chen Hai lay quietly in the pool of blood.

His back was completely mangled and bloody, with large amounts of blood flowing down the hem of his windproof jacket and into the puddles on the ground.

Qi Tongwei's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

These hands have ended the lives of countless vicious criminals, but they have also harmed many good people in their quest to climb the social ladder.

But he never got his hands on the hot blood that had flowed to save him.

He knelt in the mud, pressing his hands firmly against the horrific wounds on Chen Hai's back, from which blood was gushing out.

Blood quickly stained his palms, burning hot.

"Hold on! The rescue plane is on its way!"

Qi Tongwei roared like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair.

"You absolutely cannot die here!"

Chen Hai turned his head to the side with great difficulty.

Blood foam mixed with pink bubbles kept overflowing from his mouth, and each breath produced a chilling sound.

He struggled to lift his mud-covered right hand and gripped Qi Tongwei's wrist tightly.

He grinned, revealing an extremely ugly and tragic smile through his blood-stained lips.

"Senior..."

Chen Hai was breathing heavily, each word he uttered accompanied by a heart-wrenching cough.

There's something I need to tell you.