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The winter sun was shrouded in a layer of cold gray, just like Lu Beixiao's heart at this moment!
The so-called teammates were people who shared the same beliefs and shared the same ideals, and used to fight side by side for their beliefs!
Now, it was different!
Xu Yi and Lu Xun could sense that he was hesitating. Number 80 seemed to see a glimmer of hope to escape. As long as he ran out of the border quickly, he could save his own life!
He tried to move backward.
Lu Beixiao suddenly shot him in the knee. Immediately, blood sprayed out. Number 80 knelt on the ground. His blood seeped into the yellow soil!
He felt pain and raised his head. He looked at Lu Beixiao with a pleading and puzzled expression. "Brother, on account of the fact that we once shared life and death together... I still have a family to support. My son has just been born!"