Zhao Ming let out a groan, and Qi Taiguo suddenly felt a surge of joy, rushing over; he was still alive.

"Zhao Ming? Zhao Ming." Qi Taiguo gently patted Zhao Ming’s cheek while quickly checking his wounds, praying to the heavens, hoping it wasn’t a fatal injury.

Blood was oozing from the left shoulder, probably a gunshot wound. After all, Cheng Ning was holding him but couldn’t completely shield him, so a shoulder wound was a blessing from the Bodhisattva.

"Old Gao, he needs medical treatment, we need to get him to the hospital right away." Qi Taiguo said without looking up, "Take Cheng Ning, leave immediately."

Every soldier, regardless of life or death or their location, must be taken away; it’s a rule and regulation.

As he spoke, he was about to carry Zhao Ming on his back, but he couldn’t hear Gao Linbing’s response. He couldn’t help but look up, and with that glance, Qi Taiguo’s expression changed drastically.

Upon enlistment, they took an oath to be loyal to the country, the party, and the people.

A soldier’s gun should never be aimed at his own, unless under extreme circumstances.

But what was Gao Linbing doing?

"Old Gao?" Qi Taiguo looked at Gao Linbing, stunned, as if struck by lightning.

He and Gao Linbing trained together, went on missions together, faced life and death, were promoted to deputy battalion together. Their bond was stronger than iron, calling them brothers wouldn’t be an exaggeration. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

But now, the barrel of a gun from this brother was pointed at him.

The cold, black gun barrel was like a freezing dagger, piercing Qi Taiguo’s heart, dripping with blood.

"Stand up." Gao Linbing seemed like a different person, looking at him with eyes devoid of any emotion, nothing but coldness, gone was the recent camaraderie.

How could a person have two such extreme sides, completely becoming another person? This was not the Gao Linbing he knew.

Qi Taiguo slowly stood up, suppressing the shock in his heart, looked at him, and calmly asked, "Why?"

Why was he pointing his gun at me, has he betrayed us?

Or perhaps...

Qi Taiguo had a vague thought but dared not pursue it, it couldn’t be true, it was impossible!

Past interactions flashed like movie scenes, countless moments proving their friendship, their mutual support was real, Gao Linbing even helped him out of trouble.

But what was this now?

Gao Linbing slowly moved his feet, eyes locked on Qi Taiguo, shouting, "Raise your hands."

Qi Taiguo’s hand almost reached his waist, but upon hearing this, he raised his hands, his mind racing on how to subdue him.

"Old Gao, if you’re in trouble, tell the organization. They won’t ignore it, and neither will I. I’ll help as much as I can." Qi Taiguo said, "Because we are brothers!"

Gao Linbing laughed, "Brothers, huh? After killing him, can you help me escape across the border?"

He pointed his mouth toward Zhao Ming.

Qi Taiguo’s expression slightly changed.

"You can’t, right?" Gao Linbing said.

"Are you an enemy spy?" Qi Taiguo no longer played the emotional card, looking at him coldly.

Gao Linbing said, "You’ve guessed it, so why ask further? Stop wasting time, ask him where the list is."

"Why? You’re one of us!" Qi Taiguo snapped coldly, "The life and death we faced together, was it all fake? Are you hiding something?"

"I am Japanese." Gao Linbing said flatly, "The real Gao Linbing has long been dead."

Qi Taiguo was stunned.