At night, Okutama and Otake Mountain, 120 kilometers west of Tokyo and about 80 kilometers away from Yokota Military Base in a straight line, are hidden in a cave in the dense forest.
In the center of the cave, on a relatively flat ground, a bonfire was raised. Du Weiguo sat lazily beside the fire, crossing his legs and holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking relaxed.
"Are you the shrimp god?"
Not far from Du Weiguo, Richard, an old man half his age, was also sitting on the ground. While rubbing his chin, he looked at him carefully and opened his mouth to ask.
Not long after he woke up, in the car in the morning, he was knocked unconscious by Du Weiguo's punch on the chin. Later, when he was being carried out of the car, just as he was about to wake up, he was hit hard on the neck again, and he clearly slept until now. .
Richard is about 183cm tall, has a strong build, and does not have the beer belly that is common among middle-aged people in Citi. His chestnut hair is slightly sparse.
He has blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and a large nose wing. He is of typical white Irish descent. It can be seen that he must have been quite handsome when he was young.
As the Commander-in-Chief of the American Army in Japan, which is basically equivalent to the highest commander of the American Army in Asia, Richard has experienced hundreds of battles, experienced countless storms and waves in his military life, and is by no means an ordinary person.
At this moment, his expression was quite calm, but he said the word "Sha Shen" in Chinese, and the pronunciation of it was really weird.
However, Du Weiguo was not angry either. He slowly exhaled smoke and his tone was unusually calm:
"General Richard, you're welcome, just call me Wesley."
Richard nodded and smiled with emotion:
"Yes, Chinese is really difficult. The same pronunciation can actually correspond to several different words, and the meanings are very different."
Du Weiguo flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said in a calm and unhurried tone:
"Well, China has a long history, many ethnic groups, different pronunciations for hundreds of miles, and different customs for thousands of miles. Chinese is also the most magnificent language in the world. It is broad and profound, and a few words can express extremely profound meanings."
Richard did not answer this question because it was an indisputable fact and irrefutable. He changed the subject:
"Well, it is true, Wesley, I have read your information in detail, know most of your achievements, and have seen your photos.
I know you are only 25 years old this year, but seeing it with my own eyes, I still think you are a bit too young. It is incredible. "
Richard Biden, the old man, is worthy of being able to climb to such a high position. He has a very good psychological quality. Even if he is in a desperate situation and may lose his head at any time, he still talks eloquently and calmly.
Moreover, he was very candid in his speech. He did not shy away from knowing Du Weiguo's background and spoke frankly.
In fact, this is also a characteristic of those in high positions in the military. When negotiating, they will immediately abandon these unnecessary cover-ups, speak straightforwardly, and get straight to the point.
Politicians are accustomed to speaking in a way that is cloudy and foggy, full of nonsense, hidden in the thread, and requires careful reading to decipher.
These politicians eat people's food and do nothing to help others. On the surface, they appear to be sanctimonious and benevolent, but in fact they are full of evil and evil-hearted. Let's not mention it.
Du Weiguo is not wearing a hat at the moment. Within a few days, his eyebrows have completely recovered, his hair has turned into short green hair, and he has returned to the peak of his appearance.
With short green-skinned hair, new sharp eyebrows, and an outline like a knife or axe, the whole person looks particularly young and tough, with a sharp edge.
After hearing Richard's words, Du Weiguo glanced at him and said in a faint tone with a hint of self-deprecation:
"General Richard, what type of information have you seen me on? The CIA's hit list, or the US military's wanted list?"
"Hehehe~"
Richard was amused by him:
"Wesley, to be honest, you have these two identities now, ever since you assassinated Allen and eliminated two teams of Green Berets.
You have become the CIA's number one criminal in Asia, and you are also our military's most wanted criminal. As an individual, you are absolutely unprecedented. "
Du Weiguo exhaled smoke and curled his lips noncommittally:
"Hey! Unprecedented? The evaluation is so high. It turns out that I am so amazing. Should I be proud?"
Richard subconsciously rubbed his still swollen chin again, and his tone became a little lower:
“That’s right, not only that, you also killed my guards and kidnapped me today, which can be regarded as creating Citi’s history.
What you did is no different than the Pearl Harbor attack that year. One man is the enemy of the country, which is indeed enough to be proud of. "
This topic was a bit heavy and quite sharp. Du Weiguo took a few puffs of cigarette, flicked the cigarette butt into the fire, remained silent for a while, and then spoke with a slightly helpless tone:
"Richard, from your height, you should know that I had no choice but to take such an extreme approach."
Surprisingly, Richard not only did not deny it, but also nodded and replied seriously:
"Well, indeed, I have carefully deduced your behavior more than once, and your way of handling things seems reckless.
In fact, it was the best solution you could come up with, and you accomplished it perfectly, with slightly aggressive tactics and completely correct strategy. "
Hearing Richard's comment, Du Weiguo couldn't help but laugh. He actually felt ridiculously like a confidant and replied softly:
"Thank you, Richard, your evaluation is very objective."
Richard also laughed:
"Wesley, you're welcome, I'm just telling the truth, but I still can't figure it out, why did you kidnap me?
Is it just to leave Japan? Not that bad? Although we have blocked the sea areas around Japan, we must not be able to stop you. "
Du Weiguo did not answer, but took out his cigarette case and gestured to him. Richard glanced at him and smacked his lips in disgust:
"You're a British product with a 100-year life span. Wesley, you disappoint me a little. I thought a tough guy like you would like Marlboros or Camels?"
Damn, this old Biden is not afraid of danger, talks and laughs, and has a good temperament, but his mind is full of typical Citi world-centrism, which is annoying.
In fact, although Marlboro is well-known, it is also notoriously difficult to smoke. The mixed raw tobacco leaves taste almost like damp dry tobacco and are nothing like that.
Du Weiguo didn't bother to argue with him, but took out a cigarette, refilled it for himself, and threw the cigarette case directly to him.
Richard caught the cigarette box neatly, quickly pulled out a cigarette, picked up a thin stick of wood from the fire, and lit it with familiarity. The whole set of movements was smooth and smooth.
Immediately afterwards, the old Biden took several sips in succession, with an expression of extreme enjoyment. It looked like he had been smoking for a long time and had already broken it. The law of duplicity was vividly interpreted by him.
After smoking most of the cigarette in one breath, Richard exhaled the smoke in a long and satisfied manner, with a face full of satisfaction.
He twisted his neck and looked around at the environment of the cave, as if thinking, his expression soon became solemn, and he raised his hand to look at his watch.
"Hiss~"
Richard gasped, his brows furrowed, he pondered for a moment and made a calculation, his tone hesitant:
"This, this should be the cave near Okutama, my God! It's 7pm now, and I weigh 172 pounds.
In other words, you have traveled at least 30 miles in less than 10 hours, carrying a weight of 172 pounds, and it is also a dense forest and mountain road environment. This is really incredible. "
Du Weiguo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said in a joking tone:
"Richard, I must correct you. Your weight is definitely more than 172 pounds, and it is at least 180 pounds."
"Uh" Richard looked shy and patted his belly subconsciously:
"Sorry, okay, I do seem to have gained some weight recently, so, Wesley, can you really do this? Carry me on your back and run more than 30 miles of mountain roads?"
Du Weiguo nodded calmly, exhaled the smoke without hiding it, and chose to speak bluntly:
"Well, I'm not entirely sure of the specific distance, but now we are in the hinterland of Okutama. It must be more than 30 miles, at least 60 miles. The travel time is about 5 hours."
"what hell!"
Upon hearing this, Richard was stunned with shock, his eyes almost bulged out, his eyes were burning, he looked up and down at Du Weiguo, wishing he could see through his body structure.
Du Weiguo is 1.8cm tall, with a waist and a back like a cheetah. He is strong and capable, without even a trace of fat. According to visual inspection, he cannot exceed 75 kilograms in any case.
At this point, I have to say one more thing. In fact, Du Weiguo is not as light as he looks. Typical buns have meat but not in the pleats.
Since his physique increased dramatically, Du Weiguo's bone density and muscle density have also increased. His current weight is at least 120 kilograms.
Richard didn't know all these twists and turns, so he couldn't help but curse:
"Fu*k! Wesley, are you serious? Are you Superman?"
This old man's surprise is not fake, 180 pounds, almost 87 kilograms, 60 miles, almost 100 kilometers.
Isn't it a fantasy to carry an 87-kilogram living person on his back for five hours in a mountainous and dense forest environment, covering a distance of more than 100 kilometers?
At 87 kilograms, if an ordinary person can carry it 100 meters on flat ground, he is considered physically strong, let alone walking on mountain roads.
This may not be intuitive enough. If you refer to the special forces physical fitness test standards, you will know how incredible this data is.
With a weight of 22 kilograms and a 5-kilometer outdoor flat ground environment, if you can run for 15 minutes, you will be considered excellent. There is no problem with your physical fitness.
Therefore, Du Weiguo, carrying almost four times the load, was still a living person. He ran a full 20 times the distance at extreme speed in a mountainous and dense forest environment with almost no way to go.
Is this still a human being? No wonder Richard was dumbfounded, astonished, as if he had seen a ghost.
Du Weiguo smiled:
"Oh, Richard, after all, I am also the number one on Asia's black list. The most wanted criminal in the military must have some real qualities to stand out, right?"
"Uh~"
Richard was speechless, and at the same time he suddenly realized that, yes, the ridiculously handsome young man in front of him was not his cuckold special forces soldier.
He is a famous evil god. He can annihilate two entire teams of Green Berets by himself. He is almost invincible in the world.
Moreover, he is just a prisoner now, and his life is in Du Weiguo's hands, with only one thought of life and death.
Richard is also a mature person. He suppressed his emotions in an instant and changed the topic without leaving any trace:
"So, Wesley, what is your purpose in taking this risk to kidnap me?"
Oh, it’s finally time for the drama. Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt, handed a walkie-talkie radio to Richard, and his tone became cold:
"The CIA captured my friend in Okinawa and framed her as a spy, Lord English Laura, Crawford, and her pets. My idea is simple, exchange hostages~~"
Upon hearing Du Weiguo's request, Richard's pupils suddenly trembled, even a little out of focus, his mouth opened wide, and his voice stuttered:
"What, what fuck! You kidnapped me just to exchange for a little girl and a cat. Are you crazy?"
It is indeed absurd to think about it. Richard, who has the rank of general, the Japanese Army, and even the general manager of the entire Asia, is actually exchanged for the same value with a little girl and a cat.
Du Weiguo shrugged his shoulders:
"There's no way, that little girl Laura, she was implicated by me. I'm known for being soft-hearted. You should know that Okinawa has already laid a dragnet against me.
After all, I am not a god. I don’t want to jump into the trap and escape death. I have no choice but to make this decision. Richard, you have been wronged. "
Upon hearing this, Richard rolled his eyes in anger, what fuck! , you are soft-hearted, are you trying to make me laugh?
His tone was extremely resentful, and he almost pulled his neck and shouted:
"Fuck! Then why didn't you kidnap Hank, that pig McCos? These things were all caused by him and those idiots from the CIA!"
Hank McCos is the person in charge of the American military base in Okinawa. He is a big fat man and is nominally a direct subordinate of Richard.
But in fact, he and Richard were not on the same mountain. When there was no war, they would go their own way and listen to orders rather than announcements.
Du Weiguo curled his lips and shrugged, and replied helplessly:
"Actually, I was indeed planning to kidnap him, but this fat man has been hiding in Futenma's camp all day long without leaving home, so there's nothing I can do~"
Having said this, Du Weiguo handed the radio to him again with a very calm tone:
Okay, Richard, we are almost done talking. I don’t want to hurt you. I have made an agreement with your subordinates before, and I will let you talk to them within 12 hours.
It's almost time now. You are a smart person, and my request is not too much. I believe you won't embarrass me, right? "
Du Weiguo's tone was calm, but there was a fierce look in his eyes, and the evil spirit was looming, and the temperature in the cave dropped suddenly.
Richard suddenly became serious and subconsciously took over the radio: "Do you really just need to release that girl?"
Du Weiguo glanced at him and said in a faint tone:
"And her pet black cat. After you get them safely to England and confirm their freedom and safety, I will release you. I always mean what I say."
Richard was a little uneasy: "Are you sure there really are no other attachments?"
Du Weiguo thought about it:
"Well, Richard, keep the CIA and those bastards from the Freemasonry away from them. No surveillance or tracking."
Richard raised his eyebrows:
"Wesley, I have to remind you one thing. Even if they return to England safely and safely, what if they encounter something later~~"
Du Weiguo laughed and said in a teasing tone:
"Richard, thank you for your reminder, but this is Europe, not Japan, let alone Okinawa. If someone does not know how to live or die, then I cannot be as polite as I am now."
Hearing Du Weiguo's words, Richard instantly understood what he meant, but he was still so angry that his face turned red with anger and he wanted to look up to the sky and scream.
Are you still polite? Are you polite, are you paralyzed?
My bodyguard, a total of 12 people, including the driver, didn't say a word, and they were instantly beaten into a hornet's nest by you. Are you so polite?
I didn't mess with you at all, but you knocked me out and kidnapped me. As the first kidnapped American general in history, I will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever. Are you so polite?
Fortunately, Richard is a wealthy man after all, and he also understands that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and he can bend and stretch.
These words were only passed through my mind for a moment, and they were not expressed at all. I just replied in a deep voice:
"Okay, I understand."
Du Weiguo held out two fingers expressionlessly: "Calling time, 2 minutes."
Richard nodded and said no more nonsense. He skillfully controlled the walkie-talkie radio that was removed from his car and quickly contacted him. He said concisely:
"I am Richard, Pearson. Yes, I am currently in a safe situation and have not been injured. The other party's exchange conditions are~~"
He hung up the call after 1 minute and 43 seconds without doing anything fishy. Of course, he couldn't do anything in front of Du Weiguo.
Richard consciously turned off the power of the radio and handed it to Du Weiguo again:
"Wesley, as you requested, I have completed the call."
Du Weiguo curled his lips and said in a meaningful tone: "Okay, General Richard, thank you for your cooperation. Let's talk about business now, shall we?"
Richard's heart skipped a beat, his brows instantly furrowed, and his tone was solemn and full of vigilance:
"Business? What business? Wesley, didn't you just say that releasing Laura is the only exchange condition?"
Du Weiguo waved his hand and explained:
"Richard, don't worry, I will not impose any additional conditions, and I will definitely release you as promised."
"Huh? So what do you want to talk about?"
Richard didn't believe it, his brows knitted together, and he stared at him, as if I'm very smart, you can't even try to lie to me.
Du Weiguo chuckled and said in a relaxed tone:
"Hey~ General Richard, if you go back like this, although you will be safe, I'm afraid you will become a laughing stock in the military and it will also affect your future career, right?"
Hit the nail on the head!
Being hit, Richard's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his tone trembled slightly: "So?"
Du Weiguo's eyes flashed as he stared straight at him, his sharp eyes seeming to penetrate his soul in an instant:
"So, Richard, may I ask, are you a hawk? Or a dove? What is your attitude towards Freemasonry?" (End of Chapter)
