North of Nandu, backup airport.
Lieutenant Colonel Wang Zejun was drinking a small drink in a small warehouse compartment at the airport.
This is Wang Zejun's secret base. No one usually comes here.
After working every day, Wang Zejun likes to come here to get some military supplies, and then open a bottle of good wine and have a few drinks with a few brothers.
Military camp life is so boring, especially when on a mission.
However, Wang Zejun was in a good mood today because he had completed a shameful event on behalf of the powerful General Yang!
Although this incident killed an entire team of Team 7, what does it have to do with me, Wang Zejun?
Team 7 can't get promoted and make a fortune, but Lieutenant General Yang can!
Especially after hearing that the team on the mission had an accident and needed to use resources to rescue it, Wang Zejun was even more satisfied.
I have done such a big thing for Lieutenant General Yang, and I can expect to be promoted and make a fortune soon.
I had a great time drinking today. After all, it was not my turn as an officer in charge of logistics and fuel to do it myself when I was on a mission.
Therefore, the actual significance of this mission, for Wang Zejun, is probably like participating in a unique trip.
No, when he was happy, Wang Zejun got a little greedy and got drunk accidentally.
When Wang Zejun woke up again, he found that he was in a strange environment.
Um……
He must have been drunk, and his men were trying to please him and find a place to sleep for him.
"Damn, the wine served last night was really bad." Wang Zejun cursed.
No one answered in the room, and there was only one person in front of him sharpening his knife on a whetstone.
Something's wrong!
Wang Zejun wanted to move his hands, but then he realized that he was tied to a chair behind his back.
"Who are you?"
Wang Zejun was shocked and realized that his situation was not good.
The knife sharpener ignored Wang Zejun and just focused on sharpening the knife.
Wang Zejun took a closer look and found a variety of torture instruments placed on the table.
"what are you up to?"
Wang Zejun's pupils shrank instantly.
The guy in front of me doesn't look like a good person!
However, the knife sharpener still ignored Wang Zejun, and there was only the sound of sharpening the knife in the simple room.
"Help! Help!" Wang Zejun shouted hysterically.
In Wang Zejun's view, he must still be within the scope of the airport.
As long as your voice is loud enough, someone will surely hear you and you will be saved.
Wang Zejun shouted for help like crazy, but the knife sharpener didn't even think about stopping him, but seemed very calm.
It wasn't until the sound of a zombie shaking at the door of the room that Wang Zejun stopped shouting in horror.
Stimulated by the sound, zombies appeared in the room one after another.
Wang Zejun panicked, completely panicked.
These zombies were coming towards him, and they were about to eat him... At this moment, Wang Zejun finally realized that he was not within the scope of the airport at all.
The zombie that was the first to come in had already staggered up to Wang Zejun, and was about to bite him in one bite!
Sonorous!
A knife swung out!
There was a flash of white light, and the zombie's head flew out.
The knife sharpener suddenly appeared in front of the zombies, kicked the headless zombie torso away, and then slashed at the zombies who entered the room until all the zombies were chopped to pieces.
this……
horrible!
Wang Zejun looked at the knife grinder who was almost venting his anger and killing zombies, and the hairs all over his body stood up.
finally!
Wang Zejun realized it!
This guy in front of me is far scarier than a zombie.
"Your Excellency, we have no grievances. Why do you want to harm me?"
Wang Zejun looked at the knife sharpener and couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.
…
Song Ziyu looked at Wang Zejun with a kitchen knife, and then said calmly: "You have a chance to tell the truth. Who are those guys who did it?"
"I don't know what you are doing!" Wang Zejun was frightened and said quickly: "Brother, I did something wrong, please give me a reminder!"
"Okay, I'll give you a little hint." Song Ziyu shook his hand, and several military cards of fallen soldiers appeared in front of Wang Zejun.
"These are..." Wang Zejun was stunned.
"These are the death plaques of Team 7. Do you remember them now?" Song Ziyu said coldly.
"I don't know what you are talking about!" Wang Zejun's expression changed and he denied it.
"It seems I need to help you recall." Song Ziyu sneered, took off Wang Zejun's right shoe, then picked up the kitchen knife and stomped it down hard on his toes.
A clicking sound.
All five toes of Wang Zejun's right foot were chopped off, and blood gushed out.
They say that fingers are connected to the heart, so an injury like this is no ordinary pain.
Wang Zejun screamed and almost fainted.
Of course Song Ziyu would not give Wang Zejun a chance to faint.
Taking out the epinephrine injection and medical cardiotonic injection that had been prepared, Song Ziyu did not care whether Wang Zejun could bear it or not, and injected him into the carotid artery. This would ensure that Wang Zejun would have full and energetic experience in the following time. The pain and fear of having your body dismembered.
"Who are they?"
Song Ziyu asked.
"I have no idea……"
Wang Zejun screamed.
Song Ziyu ignored it and buried her head in helping Wang Zejun take off his left shoe...
"Don't...I said whatever I said."
Wang Zejun was really scared!
The guy in front of him really didn't care about his life or death. If he continued to be tough, he might lose his life.
"But you have to promise to let me go!" Wang Zejun said.
"I promise not to kill you, as long as you explain clearly." Song Ziyu said readily.
"The people who took action were from the 15th Army!" Wang Zejun screamed: "The man who took the lead is Yang Huchi, the nephew of the commander of the 15th Army, Yang Aiguo... The one who wants to kill your 15th Squadron is Yang Aiguo... ...You killed Yang Aimin...Yang Aiguo wants you to die."
"What else?" Song Ziyu asked.
"What else?" Wang Zejun was stunned.
"Where is Liu Teng?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Liu Teng has been sent to Xifeng Province, and I don't know what the future arrangements will be." Wang Zejun said with pain.
"Where is the Fifteenth Army station?"
…
Song Ziyu got all the information he wanted from Wang Zejun, including the location of the 15th Army and the departure time of the latest batch of transport planes returning to the territory.
After completing the cross-examination, Wang Zejun had no value. Song Ziyu cleaned up the scene and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute, didn't you say you wanted to let me go?" Wang Zejun was a little dumbfounded.
Song Ziyu looked back at Wang Zejun and said calmly: "Did you hear wrongly? I said I wouldn't kill you, but I didn't say I was going to let you go."
After saying that, Song Ziyu walked away.
When I came outside, the streets of the town were full of zombies wandering around.
Song Ziyu whistled at the group of corpses.
The zombies seemed to understand Song Ziyu's words and walked toward the room with a strong smell of blood.
Then, Wang Zejun's screams came from the room.
Song Ziyu lit a cigarette and walked away without looking back.
This is just the beginning.
