At noon, the late spring sunshine shines on the red earth. Although the temperature is not hot, it is still a bit sunny. A jeep was driving, rolling up large amounts of mud and grass behind it.
"It's not Qin, it's Chen, r Chen."
Cassie was driving the car, and Chen Xing was lying outside with his feet on the car door, correcting Cassie's pronunciation.
"Qin, r" Cassie bit the syllable with difficulty, "Qin"
"It's Chen, Chen." Chen Xing taught patiently.
"Qin." Cassie was still wrong.
"Chen." "Qin." "Chen" "Qin" "Chen" After a few rounds, Chen Xing became more and more irritable as he taught him. Why did this little black man's tongue seem to be straight?
Seeing that Chen Xing was about to get angry, Cassie concentrated on it. After holding it in for a long time, he finally squeezed out one word, "Qin"
Chen Xing went completely crazy, pulled out his pistol, put it against Cassie's head, and said in a deep voice, "Chen"
Cassie broke into a cold sweat, rubbed her face vigorously, stuck out her tongue, took a deep breath, prepared herself, and pronounced slowly:
"Qin"
"It's Qin, not Qin" Chen Xing shouted, and in a hurry, he made a slip of the tongue.
"Qin" Cassie shouted excitedly, "I just said it was Qin, hahaha, r Qin, am I pronouncing it correctly?"
Chen Xing slapped his forehead hard and said to himself, "What the hell am I doing?" Then he put away his pistol and gave up completely on correcting the other party. This guy is missing a muscle and can't straighten himself.
At ten past four in the afternoon, Chen and Xing drove a jeep in a large circle and caught up with the caravan.
Although they looked down on the fat leader, they were refugees and needed temporary identification documents provided by the caravan to enter the city.
The entire caravan was lifeless and everyone was listless, as if they had not yet recovered from the blow just now. Seeing Chen Xing and the two returning to the team, the fat leader sighed and hesitated to speak, but in the end he said nothing.
"A Qiaomu has been captured by them. Please think of a way to save her." The white mercenary jumped out of the car, grabbed Chen Xing's arm, and begged.
Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the other party was talking about the female mercenary. They had known each other for less than a day, so their impression was not very deep. Not to mention that the Black Vultures have a large number of people. How could someone who met by chance take risks for the other party? Just when he was about to refuse, the black guy started to curse first: "Brother, are you an idiot? There are more than a hundred guns on the other side, and we just Three people, not to mention saving people, even filling their teeth is not enough."
After hearing this, the white mercenary lowered his head, as if he knew that the possibility was unlikely, and just hoped for a miracle.
Cassie patted the white mercenary on the shoulder and said, "Brother, those people are so fat that they even have armed crickets. Even if I don't save them, I still want to rob them, but" he shrugged. ,"You know"
Then, he sighed again and said with some sympathy, "Poor Aqiaomu, he will definitely suffer tonight."
"He, would they really do that?" The white mercenary turned pale and grabbed Cassie's shoulders as if grasping a life-saving straw.
"Forget her," Cassie advised. "A lamb has fallen into the wolf's den. All that is waiting for it is carnival and feasting." He shrugged habitually, showing a "you know" expression.
The white mercenary suddenly collapsed on the ground, his eyes wide and dull.
When hearing the same words in Chen Xing's ears, the results were quite different. A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, but it was fleeting and I couldn't grasp the point.
"What did you just say?" Chen Xing frowned and asked Cassie thoughtfully.
"Ah" Cassie was obviously stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.
"I mean, what did you say just now? Please say it again." Chen Xing said.
"About Aqiaomu" Cassie asked uncertainly.
"There's more, further up." Chen Xing continued.
"I want to rob them" Cassie asked.
"No." Chen Xing shook his head.
"They're rich," Cassie asked tentatively.
"Pah!" Chen Xing hammered his palm hard, "Yes, that's it."
The two factors combined made things subtly change.
One, they're rich, and two, they're going to have an orgy tonight.
Being filthy rich and laxly defended is a godsend.
Chen Xing's eyes narrowed and he said, "I think it is our responsibility to rescue our companions." He spoke righteously and his tone was indescribably serious.
"What?" Cassie looked stunned, as if she heard wrongly. When did this cunning yellow monkey become so noble? The white mercenary looked ecstatic and gave Chen Xing a thumbs up, "You are a hero."
"Come here." Chen Xing pulled Cassie aside and explained the benefits.
"You're just a lunatic," Cassie said with a straight face, then raised her brows, gestured with the pistol with both hands, and said, "But I like it."
Later, Cassie clenched her fists and said seriously to the white mercenary, "Aqiaomu is a good girl. We can't just watch her being tortured. We must save her."
In this way, the three of them hit it off and drove back in the fat leader's jeep. The fat man leader was the first to admit his mistake and was too embarrassed to stop him, so he even provided some supplies.
The three of them quickly arrived at the previous camp. Since time had not passed long, the vehicle marks of the Black Eagle Regiment were still very obvious. The three of them drove the car and followed the traces.
"Look, what is that?"
More than ten minutes later, the sharp-eyed Cassie noticed something next to the car mark and stopped.
When I got closer, I saw that it was a piece of gray wear-resistant cloth with neat edges, as if it had been cut with a sharp weapon. Cassie smelled it and said with a strange expression, "It's pants."
Further on, they found another ball of white cotton. Anyone with a discerning eye will know what it is exactly. But everyone tacitly understood it and did not say it out loud. After a while, they found a shirt that had been cut open with a knife and a belt-like hood. It was obvious that these items all belonged to the same owner.
The white mercenary's face looked a little pale. It's not hard to imagine what happened here.
"These bastards," Cassie couldn't help but cursed and punched the steering wheel hard.
Chen Xing shook his head, but didn't say anything. The other party was so impatient that they started to leave the caravan just over ten minutes ago.
Next, the three of them remained silent and continued tracking, and finally found the Black Vulture Regiment's camp in the evening.
The camp was built in a natural cave under a low mountain. There were dune buggies parked outside, among which the red armed crickets were particularly conspicuous.
Through the telescope, a thick curtain was drawn at the entrance of the cave, and the situation inside could not be seen, but there was an orange-red firelight shining through the gap. There were only seven or eight people patrolling the periphery, all of them a little absent-minded, looking in the direction of the cave from time to time. That way, it was both curiosity and expectation.
"Boss, what should I do?" Cassie asked Chen Xing, who was holding a telescope. Unknowingly, he had regarded Chen Xing as his leader.
"Wait until dark." Chen Xing put down the telescope and said. This place is still four or five kilometers away from the cave. If you go directly, you will definitely be discovered.
"A Qiaomu," the white mercenary hesitated to speak.
"Brother, I understand how you feel." Chen Xing patted the other party's shoulder and said, "But if we go over now, the only result will be to lose ourselves."
The white mercenary sighed and looked at the cave in the distance with a somewhat lonely look, but there was nothing he could do.
While waiting, the sun gradually sets and the moon and stars slowly rise. Cassie took out a small pocket watch, looked at it, and reported the current time at 7:05 pm.
"Wait a little longer." Chen Xing said expressionlessly, and then ate the compressed biscuits.
An hour later, the white mercenary couldn't bear it anymore, but Chen Xing still said, "Wait."
At ten o'clock in the evening, the white mercenary became more and more impatient and couldn't help but urge, "R Chen, I think we should take action."
"Let them struggle for a while longer." Finally, Chen Xing expressed his true thoughts.
The white mercenary understood immediately, his face turned pale, he was silent for a moment, and said with a bit of resentment, "R Chen, you are such a cruel person."
Chen Xing's purpose is very simple, that is to make the opponent exhaust his energy in the carnival and then catch them all in one fell swoop. As for that woman's life or death, he didn't include it in his calculations. The experience in his previous life told him that sometimes, blind sympathy can kill the entire team.
As the ancients said, kindness does not control soldiers, justice does not manage finances, deep love does not last long, wisdom is bound to be wounded, and those who achieve great things cannot yield to trivial details.
"Brother, there are only three of us, and they" Chen Xing's tone gradually turned cold, "there are more than a hundred."
In the end, the white mercenary nodded in frustration and did not refute again. He moved aside in despair and stared at the camp in the distance in a daze.
A faint light of fire overflowed from the curtains of the cave. From time to time, the patrolling mercenaries stopped at the entrance of the cave, opened the curtains and looked inside. Then they left with excited smiles and continued patrolling.
"Poor Arqiaomu," Cassie couldn't help but sigh as she watched this scene.
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