Chapter 810: Killing the Killer

With the Xilong Third Infantry Division opening the way in front, Huang Jingyuan got back into the car and swayed all the way to the temporary headquarters of the Third Infantry Division.

Looking at the well-trained Xillong soldiers outside, Huang Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Xillong is a little poor, but with the support of Western countries, whether it is equipment or military training, it is in the absolute forefront of the world. ā€

"No, these turtle grandchildren of the West. The chief of staff scolded angrily, "Otherwise, with the small projectile land of Shillong, dare to compete with us for decades? ā€

Huang Jingyuan blinked: "So, Shillong is also roasted on the fire, and it can't come down." If they do not stir up trouble in Longxi, Western countries will not provide material assistance, and riots will easily occur in the country. But the more we continue to fight like this, the more serious the damage to the domestic economy and agricultural system will be, and the more dependent it will be on the aid of Western countries. ā€

Sighing, Huang Jingyuan glanced at the chief of staff lightly: "You are a smart person, understand what I am talking about." ā€

The chief of staff nodded: "Then what do you mean, how long can it be peaceful this time?"

After a moment of silence, Huang Jingyuan raised his hand and stretched out three fingers, pouting, "Three years at most." ā€

The chief of staff couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth: "Then if you say that, Hall Chief Zhong has gone around in a big circle, and it doesn't make any sense at all." ā€

Huang Jingyuan snorted and squinted his eyes at the chief of staff: "Why are you so superficial in your thinking? Shouldn't I change the chief of staff?"

"I—" The chief of staff was slightly stunned, "What did I say wrong?"

"Nonsense. Huang Jingyuan rolled his eyes, "Do you really think that Zhong Ruoxi gave up his life for the sake of the people of Longxi? ā€

"And what does she want to do?"

"I don't need to ask. Huang Jingyuan muttered angrily, "The Gu Scoop River negotiation incident is a fatal blow to the commander-in-chief's political career, and it is very likely that he will not be able to turn over for the rest of his life." But look at the fact that now, Shillong has taken the initiative to negotiate peace, and the status of the commander-in-chief has been elevated all of a sudden, and he has suddenly become a meritorious man in promoting peace between the two countries, who cares about his responsibility?"

The chief of staff frowned and thought for a while, and couldn't help but nodded: "It's really like this, except for the commander-in-chief, no one is taking advantage of it." But... What is this Zhong Ruoxi trying to do? She just cares so much about the friendship she used to have under the commander-in-chief?"

"Shit! You're from the grassroots, so of course you don't know the number of roads here. Huang Jingyuan moved his body and changed to a more comfortable posture, "I was sent down from the Central Military Department, and I have heard a lot of news from our commander-in-chief inside." ā€

After a pause, Huang Jingyuan leaned forward slightly: "I heard some old things from the military department say that the wife of Commander-in-Chief Qin is surnamed Zhong." ā€

"Surname Zhong?" the chief of staff looked surprised, "Oh, I see, there is a relative between these two people..."

"Otherwise, if you are superficial, think deeper. Even if Zhong Ruoxi has the ability to do it again, can she reach the rank of brigadier general at the age of twenty with her own hard work?" Huang Jingyuan was kind and seductive, "Among the older generation above, is there a character surnamed Zhong?"

The chief of staff widened his eyes, with a look of sudden realization, he opened his mouth and just wanted to speak, but Huang Jingyuan waved his hand suddenly, and then made a silent gesture: "It's good to understand in your heart, don't say it, it's not good for you and me." ā€

With a sinking heart, the chief of staff hurriedly shut up and nodded again and again.

The car slowly stopped, Huang Jingyuan glanced at the chief of staff, and then opened the door and jumped out of the car.

"What do you mean by that beard?" Huang Jingyuan shouted at the top of his voice, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.

The interpreter trotted over and said with a nervous expression: "Sir, Senior Commander Gu Amo, please come over." ā€

"Well, what a trick again. Huang Jingyuan looked around, strode forward with the chief of staff, and soon arrived at a row of low farmhouses.

The Shillong soldiers who came in and out of the house seemed to be quite busy, and Huang Jingyuan glanced at it quite casually, and roughly understood that this should be the temporary headquarters of the Third Infantry Division.

"It's a pity. Huang Jingyuan suddenly muttered without a head.

The chief of staff beside him was stunned: "What?"

"The defense is so loose, a reinforced company can be wiped out. Huang Jingyuan said casually, causing the chief of staff's face to turn blue for a while.

The bearded division commander Gu Amo led the way in front, Huang Jingyuan slowly led people to follow behind, and the chief of staff took the opportunity to whisper: "The Third Infantry Division has three combat brigades, of which the Seventh Infantry Brigade is stationed in the direction of Xiye, and the remaining two brigade headquarters are stationed along the Shaping line, which are all strategic points in Xilong. ā€

"Hmm. Huang Jingyuan nodded without a trace and leaned towards the chief of staff, "If Zhong Ruoxi and Shi Yinghui's action team escape from Yao Town, the greatest possibility is to go up the Yao River and enter the West Field, so that they will happen to encounter the Seventh Infantry Brigade head-on." I have already ordered the commander of the third regiment to advance to the west field, and at present, there is no problem with the general direction. ā€

Gu Amo, the bearded division commander in front, stopped, and Huang Jingyuan's conversation with the chief of staff had to come to an end.

At this time, the group had already come to the courtyard behind the row of farmhouses, and when Huang Jingyuan looked up, he saw a man with blurred flesh and blood tied to the pillar in the middle of the courtyard. His head hung down, his chin resting on his chest, and he didn't know if he was dead or still alive.

Gu Amo stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, staring at Huang Jingyuan and began to speak, and the interpreter hurriedly translated Xilong into Chinese on the side and spoke it to Huang Jingyuan: "Master Gu Amo thanks the commander for coming to Xilong to help. ā€

"Commander Gu Amo said that this person was caught during a sneak attack on a stronghold in Shaping, and he seemed to be a mute. Because he had exhausted all his means, he did not let him open his mouth to say a word. He wanted the commander to help identify whether it was from the Longxi Army. ā€

Huang Jingyuan smiled and waved his hand again and again: "The Longxi Army has never sent a team to attack the Shaping stronghold, this is definitely not our people, there is no need to identify it." I heard that the religious strife in Xilong is very serious, and many civilian armed forces have organized themselves and even attacked the army, so I suggested that Commander Gu Amo should start from this aspect and pick up the lice on his body first. ā€

The translator translated Huang Jingyuan's words, and Gu Amo immediately glared at Huang Jingyuan, and then opened his mouth again.

"Commander Gu Amo asked the commander to come to him. ā€

"Follow me to this set..."Huang Jingyuan's face changed slightly, and he immediately took a step and walked to Gu Amo's side with a smile.

The bearded master Changgu Amo looked at Huang Jingyuan, then at the man who was covered in blood tied to the pillar, and glanced at his subordinates.

A soldier brought a bucket of cold water and splashed it directly on the man's face, and the latter woke up with a shock all over his body.

Gu Amo grinned lightly, staring at Huang Jingyuan with a smile.

The translator followed closely behind Huang Jingyuan and translated in a low voice: "He asked the chief if he really didn't know this person?"

Huang Jingyuan raised his head slightly, intertwined with the gaze of the man on the pillar, and then lowered his eyes, smiled and shook his head, but the smile on his cheeks at this moment was inexplicably a little stiff.

Gu Amo smiled and nodded, then pulled out the pistol on his waist and loaded it, and handed it to Huang Jingyuan while talking.

"Commander Gu Amo said that since the Longxi Army sent a commander to help, let's help him deal with the prisoners of war first. ā€

Huang Jingyuan's eyebrows raised slightly, stared at Gu Amo coldly, and did not take the pistol: "You tell this deflated San'er, I am a soldier, not an executioner." ā€

The translator translated Huang Jingyuan's words, and then said: "He said that if the chief doesn't do what he says, he will ask us to go back, he can't believe us." ā€

Huang Jingyuan glared: "Damn, Lao Tzu still has a problem with him! Go back, go back, who is so rare!"

As soon as he turned around, Huang Jingyuan raised his head slightly and saw the chief of staff frowning and shaking his head at him slightly.

Huang Jingyuan was stunned for a moment, and he also knew quite well in his heart that Qin Zhenyu sent him deep into Xilong this time, but it was not just as simple as expressing his attitude to the international community. The root of it is for Zhong Ruoxi!

No matter what the price is, Huang Jingyuan, the commander of the 49th Army, will pick up Zhong Ruoxi here and bring her back to Longxi safely. Moreover, the twenty-four-hour time limit is coming in the blink of an eye, and Huang Jingyuan has no time to delay here.

"Hehe, hehe, hahahaha. Huang Jingyuan suddenly laughed, turned around and took the gun from Gu Amo's hand, took two steps forward, and put the muzzle of the gun against the man's chest.

Huang Jingyuan stared at the young but blood-covered cheeks, and his free hand touched the blood on his body, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently.

No one spoke, but the young man took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, as if he had suddenly had an epiphany.

"The Longxi Army will remember you, the Forty-Ninth Army will remember you, and I, Huang Jingyuan, will also remember you..."

Bang!

Shots rang out, and the young heart finally stopped jumping.

The sky was overcast and everything was calm.

Turning around, Huang Jingyuan grinned and slapped the pistol into Gu Amo's hand: "Our side has shown enough sincerity, and in response to this incident, I hope it can help and eliminate the misunderstanding between the two sides." ā€

Gu Amo listened to the translator translate Huang Jingyuan's words to himself, then nodded, took the gun back, patted Huang Jingyuan on the shoulder, said a word, and then walked into the room.

Defense said in a low voice: "Division Commander Gu Amo said that he needs the help of the commander very much, please ask the commander and the commander's think tank to follow him to the conference room to discuss the countermeasure." ā€

Huang Jingyuan's face was faintly blue: "Okay." ā€