Chapter 923: Not a Traitor

Style: Fantasy Author: lotus pond moonWords: 2143Update Time: 24/01/18 17:54:52
After Cao Lansheng said this, he carried the boy out of the camp. Some soldiers walked a few steps away and said, "Chief, you carry forward the spirit of internationalism and care about the children of neighboring countries." Cao Lansheng didn't reply, just smiled and continued walking. After walking a mile or two, he met another major general coming out of the camp. The major general saw him carrying a boy from a neighboring country on his back. The boy had a gloomy face, as if he was unhappy, so he said to Cao Lansheng, Chief, you care so much about the boy from the neighboring country, will the boy from the neighboring country accept your kindness?

Who cares about this with children? As he spoke, Cao Lansheng twisted his neck and glanced at the boy. The boy had a gloomy look on his face just as the major general said. He speculated that the boy was unhappy because he had not returned to his relatives.

After passing several camps, each camp was about two kilometers apart. Along the road, there was the clear sound of insects and the constant sound of gunfire. There was nothing to say between Cao Lansheng and the boy. They were silent because they had different languages ​​and could not communicate. After walking on the mountain road for about an hour, we slowly left the army station. Cao Lansheng was about to put the boy down, but the boy clung to his back and refused to come down...

In the tropical rainforest of that country, Hu Xiong has sent advance troops to lurk on the edge of the bases of the major army corps. Whenever there is any movement, they will send back intelligence, and the military and political headquarters will make response arrangements based on this intelligence.

At noon that day, the sun was scorching hot. When we stepped out of the tropical rain forest, we could feel the scorching heat wave under the open air. An advance platoon of the advance force of the front line is lurking to the west of the tropical rain forest, and beyond that is the enemy station. They wore grass-green military uniforms and military hats woven with leaves and rattan for easy camouflage and concealment.

At the moment, Qian Lie was crawling in the bushes, observing the movements of the enemy's station. On the road below the mountain, large groups of enemy troops were moving forward and backward, and the enemy's military flag was still waving in his sight.

Come down, come down, a familiar native language suddenly came out, Qian Liexun said, isn't that the military deputy general Cao Lansheng? Why is he carrying a boy on his back? Just when he was confused, he found that the boy quickly took out a sharp dagger from his body and stabbed Cao Lansheng in the neck. Cao Lansheng fell down. The boy squatted down, took out a piece of paper from his body, and then ran over the bushes and thorns towards the foothills where enemy troops were active.

Qian Lie, who was crawling in the bushes, saw something was wrong with his outfit, and immediately got up and chased after him. The boy felt that someone was chasing him, so he ran and shouted. Of course, Qian Lie didn't understand, but he concluded that he was asking the enemy for help for protection.

Time is very tight, and Qian Lie suspects that a piece of paper the boy took out from the body of the deceased Cao Lansheng may be a military secret. When he was approaching the boy, he saw an enemy soldier dozens of meters away grinning and pointing a machine gun at him. He was not afraid. If he ran further, he would probably be surrounded by the enemy.

At this time, Qian Lie stopped, pulled out a dagger, threw it away with all his strength, and hit the boy in the back of the neck. The boy fell to the ground, and he stepped over with an arrow, grabbed the piece of paper from the hand of the boy who was lying in a pool of blood, turned around and ran back.

Suddenly, the enemy fired at him, and a bullet hit his left leg. He couldn't run anymore and fell to the ground. He looked at the piece of paper again, which showed the activity lines and garrison locations of their country's army. If this blueprint falls into the hands of the enemy, the consequences will be disastrous.

At this moment, blood was gurgling from the wound on Qian Lie's left leg where he had been shot. He forgot about the pain and saw a row of enemies approaching him with guns. In order to prevent the drawing from falling into the enemy's hands, he put it in his mouth. Chew it bit by bit and then swallow it.

An enemy holding a machine gun with a lock of black hair on the back of his hand saw the clues. He ran over, grabbed Qian Lie's hair, pulled him up from the ground, and asked him to spit out the paper ball in his mouth, but Qian Lie had already chewed the paper ball into powder and swallowed it in his stomach.

The enemy still wanted him to spit, so he glared at the enemy angrily and spat on the enemy's face. When the enemy touched his hand, saliva stuck to his hand, he opened his eyes wide, pushed him forward, released his hand, and was about to shoot him with a machine gun. He rolled over, took out a box gun from his waist, and fired with his backhand, causing the enemy to fall down.

At this time, several other enemies surrounded him with bayonet-mounted guns. One of the enemies with a dark face and a grimace rushed over and held down his pistol hand, and then several more enemies came to reinforce him. Qian Lie was outnumbered and was disarmed by the enemy and tied his hands with ropes.

The black-faced grimace screamed, looking at the enemy who was shot dead and lying on the ground, he became more and more angry, and he picked up the bayonet and stabbed Qian Lie straight in the chest.

At this moment, a tall enemy with epaulettes also screamed, and the black-faced grimace immediately stopped, and the shining white bayonet tip was only a few centimeters away from the money row. He took back the gun, then turned the butt and hit Qian Lie in the chest. The tall man ran over, slapped him hatefully, and then smiled and untied Qian Lie.

Qian Lie still had a cold eyebrow, guessing that the tall man was the leader of this group of enemies, so he became more and more wary of what tricks he was going to use. The tall man mainly wanted to obtain military information from the captured soldiers from neighboring countries, but he felt that it would not be possible to achieve his wish so easily, so he motioned to the enemy next to him to hold Qian Lie up. The two enemies immediately gathered together, twisted Qian Lie's left and right hands behind his back, and pushed him towards the mountain road at the bottom of the jungle.

This mountain road is long and wide, running across the vast wilderness to the east and reaching Jiangnei, the capital of the neighboring country, to the west. The mountain road was filled with the enemy's baggage, and there were also many enemies gathered, making it a dark place.

Going up the mountain road, the tall man approached an enemy with squinting eyes, and he didn't know what to say. Blinking, squinting, the enemy stood in front of Qian Lie and actually spoke the mother tongue of Qian Lie's country, "Our army will not abuse prisoners, don't be afraid."

In this case, why did you arrest me? Why don't you let me go? Qian Lie talks directly to the squinting enemy.

I'll let you go. The squinting enemy looked at Qian Lie and said, "You are a sensible person. The two countries are at war, the two armies are facing each other, and each is doing its own thing." You have to know that there are conditions for releasing people.

What conditions? Qian Lie looked down upon his enemies and said without fear, "I have been captured. I can kill or hack at my will."

We will not kill you. As long as you tell us the military information you know that is beneficial to our operations, we will let you go immediately.

Qian Lie clenched his hands into fists and shook them vigorously in front of his lapels. I didn't know anything.

The tall man's eyes widened, feeling that this prisoner was difficult to deal with. After hearing the narrow-eyed enemy translate what Qian Lie had just said, and yelling for a while, the two enemies looked at Qian Lie with a sinister smile. One of them pushed Qian Lie to a wooden stake on the roadside, grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down. If he couldn't hold him down, he hit him hard on the bend of his knees from behind with the butt of his gun. Poor Qian Lie was beaten badly. Fall to your knees.

The squinting enemy turned his head and said to him, if you surrender, you can avoid torture. Qian Lie raised his head and shouted, "I would rather die than be sentenced." As he was about to stand up, the enemy hit the butt of his rifle again, this time very hard, hitting Qian Lie's ankle. The pain made him blink, and when he gritted his teeth, he saw blood flowing out from where the ankle was hit.

The squinting enemy said, this is just the beginning of your torture. We will let you die slowly and in great pain. Of course, you can change your mind before it's too late. Qian Lie gritted his teeth and said, I'm going to die anyway, you can't get any information out of me.