As she watched the car leave, Ye Xunzhi recalled that she had only learned Officer Lu's name later, on the police department's official website, when it published the names of officers killed in the line of duty.
Since Lu was quite an uncommon surname, Ye Xunzhi had written down a name from memory.
Judging by his expression, she had apparently guessed correctly.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, flames soared amid a hail of bullets.
Bang! A grenade exploded on the mound behind them.
"Fuck, how did an old man with one foot in the grave like me end up in this mess? I can't hold out much longer!"
Director Mi wailed as he crawled forward, a black cooking pot perched on his head.
Not far ahead of him, Ye Lan had a pot lid on his head:
"Stop yelling, Old Man Mi. If I hadn't woken you up in time, you'd have both feet in the grave by now. Keep moving! Victory is just ahead! I can already see the police coming to meet us!"
"Where?"
Director Mi immediately started looking. Then he spotted figures in sky blue, and his eyes lit up. Instantly, his head stopped hurting and his legs stopped aching.
Like a snake, he nimbly twisted across the ground in sinuous S-curves, crawling forward like mad.
All the while, he still remembered to shout encouragement. "Keep going, my apprentice! We're almost there!"
Then, in less than ten seconds, he overtook Ye Lan and kept accelerating.
Behind him, Ye Lan watched in shock. This is what you call not being able to hold out much longer?!
The two made it inside the police's protective perimeter in time.
The battle lasted an entire night, ending after the last remaining person, the "Village Chief," was shot dead.
The light of dawn spilled over