Soon, Qin Feng left the little girl. However, after he had walked less than two hundred meters, he witnessed another scene that angered him.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"Please, don't kill me, I want to live!"
"Help..."
A group of poorly dressed civilians cried out as they fled.
"Haha... hunting is so much fun."
"You want to run? Not so easy."
"Die!"
Behind the civilians, several fierce-looking rebels laughed wildly, firing their weapons at the fleeing civilians.
Bang bang...
Gunshots rang out, and the innocent civilians fell one by one.
"They're actually killing unarmed civilians!"
Qin Feng looked at the rebels and uttered coldly, his killing intent intensifying. He immediately raised his rifle and began to aim.
Bang bang bang bang...
With four rapid bursts from Qin Feng's rifle, four rebels fell instantly as gunshots echoed.
Qin Feng's speed was so swift that the rebels, even in death, never knew who had killed them.
Seeing their comrades fall, the remaining rebels reacted immediately and opened fire towards Qin Feng.
Bang bang bang...
Intense gunfire erupted, and bullets whizzed towards Qin Feng's position.
Qin Feng unleashed his strength and his figure flickered, retreating rapidly to avoid the bullets, taking cover in a corner.
At this moment, Qin Feng's gaze fell upon the little girl not far away. She had run back to her mother and was desperately trying to drag her away.
Since the distance wasn't great, Qin Feng saw the little girl's mother's finger twitch as she was being pulled.
Could she be alive?
Seeing this, Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat. He quickly scanned his surroundings. Seeing no rebels pursuing, he rushed towards the fallen rebels not far away.
The next second, he crouched down beside the rebel corpses, retrieved seven magazines, and stuffed them into his pockets. Then, he walked towards the little girl.
When Qin Feng arrived, he checked the little girl's mother's pulse: "She's really not dead?"
Feeling a heartbeat, a flicker of hope flashed through Qin Feng's mind. However, he was immediately troubled. The woman needed immediate medical attention, but they were on a battlefield, and he knew nothing about medicine.
With a furrowed brow, Qin Feng was agonizing over the situation when his eyes suddenly lit up. "Right, didn't I just acquire a treatment skill earlier?"
Making up his mind, Qin Feng dragged the woman into a corner.
Looking at the person lying before him, Qin Feng took a deep breath. Then, it was as if the meridians of the human body appeared in his mind.
Squatting in front of the girl's mother, Qin Feng rapidly tapped her head, neck, heart, and dan tian with his fingers.
This method could stop the flow of blood from the wound. He then began to massage her chest to restore blood circulation to the heart.
This method was similar to acupuncture, but instead of needles, Qin Feng used his fingers, which were equivalent to silver needles for him.
The most crucial aspect was the precise control of each acupoint. The pressure during the massage had to be just right, neither too heavy nor too light.
Although Qin Feng made it look easy, even a seasoned expert TCM doctor might not be able to perform it as swiftly and accurately.
This was the terrifying power of TCM!
After a minute, Qin Feng withdrew his hands and slowly stood up.
The little girl, still tearful, looked at her mother and whimpered, "Mama, Mama."
The little girl touched her mother's face with her small hand, "Wake up, Mama, wake up."
Suddenly, the mother, who had been unconscious, slowly opened her eyes. Upon seeing her daughter, tears streamed down her face. She then hugged the little girl tightly.
The little girl looked up at her mother with surprise as she came back to life, "Mama, Mama."
Her distressed cries grew louder as she clung to her mother.
The middle-aged woman noticed Qin Feng standing beside her and immediately realized he had saved her. She quickly bowed to thank him.
Qin Feng shook his head, said nothing, and turned to leave quickly.
If he hadn't just obtained the medical skill, he wouldn't have stayed even for a second to test its effectiveness.
He wasn't a bleeding-heart do-gooder who wanted to save everyone. He was a soldier of Yan Country, and his mission was to rescue his compatriots.
As Qin Feng turned towards another street, he heard a burst of gunfire from ahead.
Seeing this, Qin Feng quickly dodged to the side of a wall and looked to his right.
In his line of sight were several rebels, escorting a group of civilians who were kneeling on the ground, ready for execution.
Execution, in this context, meant being shot.
A dozen civilians were lined up, constantly pleading, "Please, don't kill me, don't kill me."
However, the rebels holding weapons had eyes filled with excitement, almost impatient, and let out loud laughter.
Seeing this scene, Qin Feng couldn't help but recall similar events that Yan Country had experienced decades ago.
This was a massacre!
They were all innocent civilians who only wanted to live peaceful lives, but war had pushed them into the abyss of death.
Click, click.
This was the sound of gun safeties being released.
Upon hearing the sound, the civilians kneeling on the ground trembled, their faces filled with despair, and they continued to beg, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."
"You lowly scum, go see God."
The rebels raised their guns and aimed directly at the civilians' heads, preparing for close-range headshots.
For these rebels, this was an amusing spectacle. The general had ordered them to intimidate everyone and force them into submission!
Killing was the most effective way to achieve this.
Therefore, all of them had to die.
In a flash, Qin Feng leaped out from behind the wall, wielding an AK47, and unleashed a barrage of fire at the rebels.
Da da da...
The muzzle spewed a fiery tongue.
Pfft pfft pfft...
The rebels, caught off guard by the surprise attack, couldn't react. By the time the gunshots rang out, bullets had already pierced their bodies, and blood splattered everywhere.
In less than three seconds, the rebels lay in pools of blood, their bodies convulsing.
No one had expected that the executioners who were so high and mighty moments ago would all be dead.
Qin Feng viewed these rebels as beasts and scum.
He felt no guilt in killing them.
Just then.
Whoosh...
A dark object flew from the street ahead, trailing flames, and landed directly among the civilians who were still kneeling and too terrified to move.
"Holy crap! A rocket launcher!"
Qin Feng's expression sharpened. He pushed off hard with his legs, retreating rapidly, while a loud warning blared in his mind.
This indicated extreme danger.
Immediately, Qin Feng lunged forward and threw himself to the ground.
Boom!
A massive explosion sounded, and a huge plume of smoke and fire erupted from the ground, engulfing everything around it.
The shockwave from the explosion spread outward, shattering all the glass windows on the street with a crash.
Qin Feng, unable to dodge in time, was thrown several meters by the blast wave and landed heavily on the ground. His internal energy churned, and he almost spat blood.
If Qin Feng's current physique wasn't strong, this shockwave alone would have been enough to severely injure him and incapacitate him!