Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce
Chapter 435 - 417 Killed Qing Luo with a Shot, Without Distinguishing Right from Wrong (5000 words)

Chapter 435: 417 Killed Qing Luo with a Shot, Without Distinguishing Right from Wrong (5000 words)

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

Listening for the direction, it was precisely where Qin Shu had driven off...

The gunshots continued for several tens of seconds, not long, but the firepower was fairly concentrated.

"Try contacting Qin Shu to see if there’s any response."

Song Lili said to Song Yangling.

Song Yangling tried to contact Qin Shu using communication equipment, but the signal kept breaking up.

"It looks like we can’t rest now; let’s keep moving forward."

Song Lili pursed her lips and said to Wen Nian.

Wen Nian walked up to her, "I’ll carry you."

The sudden gunshots had everyone’s nerves wound up again, and the rebel army was catching up faster than they had imagined.

By mid-morning, they had been trekking through the deep mountains for hours. Only Wen Nian and Song Yangling still had decent energy levels, while everyone else was in bad shape.

The mountain was steep and perilous, deep and secluded, giving the feeling of an endless journey, deeper and deeper, with no bottom in sight.

There were no trails in the wild mountains; it was all about bushwhacking through the jungle, crossing wetlands, and wading through streams.

Not even vehicles, including all-terrain motorcycles or mountain bikes, could get in.

Song Lili didn’t want Wen Nian to carry her, but he had already squatted down and lifted her in his arms.

"Don’t frown; we’ll walk a bit further, to a relatively safe spot, and then rest."

Wen Nian said to Song Lili, truly unable to bear seeing her with such a troubled and uncomfortable expression.

She didn’t put up a fight, her arms wrapped around Wen Nian’s neck, leaning on him,

"Alright."

Without giving it much thought, she grasped the opportunity to rest, knowing that regaining her strength as quickly as possible was her top priority.

After falling pregnant, Song Lili’s figure had not changed much, but she was still somewhat heavier than before.

Wen Nian, carrying the significantly heavier Song Lili, suddenly revealed a broad smile.

Song Lili, drowsy, saw him smiling and moved her lips, "What are you smiling at?"

"Just thinking that I’m not only holding you but also our child makes me feel very happy."

"..."

Song Lili, her eyes half-closed in a daze, opened them a little wider to look at his sweaty yet joy-filled face and found herself at a loss for words.

But inside, she let out a small sigh: Foolish Wen Xiaonian.

...

She couldn’t count how many times she had been on the battlefield for missions, where there was only tension, heroism, fearlessness...

But she never knew that there could be times like this, when even being pursued and hunted could bring a sense of pleasure.

Being with the one she loved made it seem like no matter what they went through, there was an added taste of happiness.

Song Yangling carried all of their weaponry on his back, a military pack half his height, several smaller bags slung crosswise, and a rifle propped behind.

Zhongli Wuzhi glanced at Wen Nian walking ahead. He really wanted to be like Wen Nian, carrying the woman he loved and moving forward.

But...

"Zhongli, you’re almost crushing me..."

Zhongli Wuzhi had his hand on Lu Xiaoer; he didn’t know when it had started, but the two had been supporting each other, step by step, moving forward.

Nor did he know when the weight pressing down on Lu Xiaoer from Zhongli Wuzhi had become heavier and heavier.

He gasped for breath, sweat sliding continuously down his cheeks; the heat made him feel drowsy, while the fatigue seemed to weigh solely on his feet, making them as heavy as lead.

Lu Xiaoer had been supporting him for quite a while but couldn’t hold up any longer, only then speaking out.

Zhongli Wuzhi wiped off his sweat, removed his hand from her shoulder, and then leaned against the nearest tree, seemingly devoid of all energy.

Climbing, climbing...

A ten-kilometer mountain road could leave one breathless, not to mention they had no idea how many mountains they’d crossed in the last two days.

Lu Xiaoer handed him a bottle of water,

"Have a drink."

"I can’t go on..."

Zhongli Wuzhi’s face was beet-red as he sat at the foot of the tree, "gulping down" half a bottle of mineral water in one go.

"Let’s go further inside; in case someone catches up from behind..."

Lu Xiaoer said.

Zhongli Wuzhi waved his hand, "I really can’t go on. I need to rest. You go ahead."

"..."

Lu Xiaoer frowned.

Song Yangling came over, "Mr. Zhongli, you should really get up and keep moving forward; this place is indeed not safe enough."

"I need to rest. You all go ahead; I’ll catch up once I’ve rested."

Zhongli Wuzhi was exhausted and squatting there.

Song Yangling pursed his lips. Wen Nian, who was walking ahead, stopped when he heard the noise and put down Song Lili,

"Wait for me here; I’ll go check on Zhongli."

"Okay."

Song Lili replied, watching as Wen Nian walked towards where Zhongli and the others were.