One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Gu Jinglian and Linxi followed closely behind and leaned against the barrier with her. They raised their hands to wipe away the bloodstains on their faces.

Chu He looked at Gu Jinglian. His hair was tousled by the wind and randomly plastered to his handsome face. Under his sharp-looking brows was a pair of bewitching peach blossom eyes.

Time passed.

After resting for a while, Chu He turned around and squatted behind a tree. She raised the heavy sniper rifle in her hand and accurately aimed at the scope. She slowly narrowed her eyes and focused her attention on the scope as she waited with bated breath.

She counted silently. Suddenly, she pulled the trigger. The rapid ammunition detonated the simple explosive device that was previously deployed. With a loud roar, a tank came to a halt a hundred meters away from the fire wall.

Chu He carried the sniper rifle on her shoulder and garnered her last dose of adrenaline. She took out her military dagger and ran towards the tank. Gu Jinglian quickly followed.

The M1A1 tank had stopped quietly on the spot. At this moment, a nimble figure quietly sneaked behind the tank and opened the hatch of the combat room. Before the soldier in the combat room could figure out who it was, he was punched in the head.

He had no time to react as a strong arm picked up his swaying body and spun the short dagger in her hand nimbly. The poor man felt a chill in his throat as hot blood sprayed onto the passenger seat. The smell of blood filled the air.

Chu He quickly used the same method to enter the engine room, leaving behind a crooked corpse and the cabin in disarray. Then she headed to the cockpit.

"Zafir! Zafir! Something's gone wrong!"

"Zafir, come in if you hear me! Come in if you hear me!"

"Zafir, quickly lock onto the target!"

A male voice speaking in standard English rang out from the cockpit of the tank. However, the cabin was strangely silent. No one answered. A hard combat boot stepped on a corpse that was gradually growing cold.

Chu He coldly lifted her face and raised the dagger horizontally in front of her. Fresh blood was spreading. She wiped away the red droplets sprayed across her face as her expression turned aggressive.

She kicked the obstructing corpse aside and reached out to cut off the radio communications lock. The noise stopped, and the cabin regained its peace.

The operation of the tank was extremely familiar to her. In just a few seconds, she quickly adapted to the M1A1's operation. Gu Jinglian also got into the tank. He was in charge of the tank and the turret target.

She proficiently pushed the gear shift and cut into the order, her cold eyes stormy.

"Zafir, come in if you hear me! Come in if you hear me!" In the cockpit of another tank, a chestnut-haired man was shouting loudly. He cursed as he panted heavily. The veins on his forehead were bulging and the burly man was sweating profusely. An inexplicable sense of unease grew within him.

As everyone held their breath, a beam of fire roared towards them. The chestnut-haired man felt the cabin shake violently. He was so shocked that he fell onto the seat. This shot dealt a fatal blow to the tank's gun turret. The attacking core had been accurately destroyed.

The M1A1 that originally belonged to their team drove into their line of sight and fired at them non-stop.. Only then did they realize that the target they were chasing was now driving this M1A1 aggressively right at them.