Chapter 864: Go Back Again
Yes, it's crazy! Cheng Qianxun's only thought was to rescue her teammates, if her teammates were sent to the laboratory, it would be more than lucky, and any initiative was in the hands of the general, so what did she want her to do, she only had to do it, and even chopped herself alive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The wind blew violently into the cockpit, she grabbed the window frame with one hand, pointed a pistol at Hank, and looked gloomily: "You, go to the back and let them go." β
As long as the teammates are released, they will first make an emergency landing at the bottom level, and then find a way to slaughter the general. It doesn't matter if the general is the real goal, when things get to this point, the only way to do it is to kill the general. If yes, the task is complete; No, the high-level first went to grab the position, and as for catching the murderer, shout a few slogans before talking.
The driver shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze, fight~"
Hank definitely outperforms her in grappling, and if she really wants to fight hard, she can only take it with her hands down. She turned her gun and pointed it at the driver, shouting, "Do you want to die?" I'm already dead end anyway. β
Hank hesitated, maybe everyone was having a good time. But the driver doesn't care, relying on the helmet to block bullets, it looks like he is going to pounce.
But I don't know why he gave up again, and said angrily: "They are not here!" β
Not here, liar!
"Not here?" She sneered.
Hank sat motionless, to show that he didn't want to be her enemy: "Really, they weren't on the plane at all, they didn't lie to you. β
The driver's hand pressed the button, and the black bulletproof glass behind it descended, followed by a metal mesh bezel, revealing the cockpit behind... There really isn't one, not one.
After being stunned for a moment, she bit her lip and shook her head, so angry that she could stomp her feet if she was on the ground. Nima, played by the general again!
Hank asked tentatively, "Are you going back with us now, or do you want to continue to hijack us?" β
It's really hard to cry and laugh, the general has already calculated it, just to see what she will do.
If there are teammates, they may not be able to escape the search of the net, and this time the teammates can all be caught, mainly because the general presided over the operation. And last time, it should have been without the general's false decree, how could Hank alone deal with her and Snyder. And they were able to go upstairs, maybe it was a fluke, maybe the general deliberately let them go.
And now that there are no teammates, the possibility of escaping is equal to zero with her strength alone. If she shouted a few times, and if she didn't come out, she would have to turn herself in.
She took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Go back with you." β
The aircraft slowly rose, carrying Cheng Qianxun, who was squatting in the front window without the windshield. The eight regulars hadn't left, still standing, apparently there were others nearby, so that they could escort their teammates to places she couldn't see.
The general, on the other hand, stood in the garage with his hands behind his back and a smile on his lips as he watched her return.
Before the aircraft could stop on the ground, she jumped down and stood in front of the general, looking up at her mouth with a pout. When the general saw her like this, he cracked his mouth and laughed silently.
Seeing the general laughing, she had the courage to call out: "The general is indeed wise, everyone knows it!" General, I'd like to know, are you having fun teasing me? β
The general smiled and bared his eight teeth, and his shoulders trembled.
The aircraft stopped, and Hank and the pilot got off the aircraft and walked to the side of the regular queue, lined up.
At this time, the garage was quiet again, and there was an echo when talking. She looked left and right, trying to find out where her teammates were hiding.
"They're all nice and safe." The general stretched out his hand: "Can you give me the gun now?" β
What else, she put the gun in her hand in the palm of the general's hand.
What I didn't expect happened again, and the general raised his gun and aimed it at her eyebrows.
Is it really going to die, this mission ended in failure? It doesn't matter, it's a big deal to go to the angels with your teammates, and if you can stand it, you will kneel, and if you can't stand it, you will be exiled to a desolate place.
I have faced countless deaths, and I have long ceased to be afraid. didn't run away, didn't be afraid, just said lightly: "Okay, return the pendant to me, at least accompany me to die." β
The muzzle of the gun was pointed at her head for a few more seconds, and the general put away the gun, turned and gave the order as he walked: "All disbanded, 417, follow me." β
The regular soldiers should be very surprised, what kind of trouble is this general, does he want to kill or not? Judging by the general's expression, it really looks like a man teasing a little girl.
followed the general angrily, even if he followed behind the general, he didn't dare to do anything to this man. People have guns, power, and power, and she has no chips, not only her life, but the lives of her four teammates are in each other's hands.
The general led her into not a confinement room, but a top-floor office.
After entering the office, without beating around the corner, she asked bluntly: "What are you going to do with me and my teammates?" β
"What to do? There are only two possibilities, kill and not kill. The general turned to her, once again spreading his palms upwards, and asked her for something: "Give me your hand." β
The gun has also been dropped, what do you want to do? She raised her hand generously. How to feel like a puppy, raising its paws, trying to win the favor of its owner.
The general didn't pick it up: "The other one." β
She lowered her raised hand and raised her other hand. At this time, I found out that the palm of my hand was grabbing the window frame of the aircraft just now, and there were still glass shards on the frame that had not fallen clean, and the broken glass had scratched the palm.
The general held her bloodied hand in his hand, and the hot breath erupted from the wing of her nose as if she were sighing. Took her hand and walked to the side: "Come here." β
This behavior was a bit ambiguous, so he was held by the hand and pulled to the cabinet next to him, and the general opened a cabinet door with one hand and took out the medicine box from inside.
The medical kit was opened, and it contained basic emergency medical equipment and medicines. The general let go of her hand first and took out a glass bottle containing alcohol cotton. After removing a lump of cotton, rub a small pair of tweezers to disinfect.
"Don't be that troublesome." Her mouth was ready to face the wound, and she just sucked the blood out of the glass, just a small piece.
"Don't move!" The general's voice was extremely authoritative: "Don't mess around, give me your hand." β
Let's be nice, she gave up self-treatment and handed her hand up.
Watching the general concentrate and hold his breath to pull out a small piece of thin glass pierced in the flesh, he was really handsome. The women outside are eager to get the general's heart, as long as they do something, even if it is a little thing, they will be happy half to death.
After the glass was removed, the general used tweezers to pick up a clean cotton ball from the glass bottle and wiped the wound.
The pain was burning when the alcohol stimulated the wound, and she endured it with a tight frown.
The general wiped away the half-dried blood and the reddish-yellow translucent blood that flowed out with cotton: "It hurts, right?" Knowing that the pain is still messing around all day, when you jump, you don't want to think about how many floors there are, what will happen if you fall. β
Why is there a hint of blame in the tone? She endured the pain and cracked her mouth and smiled: "If the general doesn't want me to die, he will save me." β
The general glanced up at her slightly, and then lowered his head: "I'm just a general, not a god!" β
She immediately flattered her: "But I think the general is a god, a god in the world." The general is in charge of so many people, whoever wants to live, who must not dare to die. β
"Alright, don't put a high hat on me here." The general smiled at the corner of his mouth, put down the tweezers, and wrapped her hands in a circle with gauze: "Don't touch the water for three days." β
She immediately said, "Then let Sneijder go first, so that someone will take good care of me." Otherwise, when the hand touches the water, it will suppurate and leave a scar, and the girl's hand will have a scar, how ugly! β
The general was a little curious and surprised: "Why don't you talk about your fiancΓ©?" β
She let out a long sigh, "Is this the cause of me?" "Now everything about her is decided by the general, whether she wants to die or live, whether she wants honor or disgrace, it all depends on the general's words.
The general smiled and began to pack up the medical kit.
Looking at the side of the general, she was a little dazed, and her mind drifted to other places: "General, why are you so good to me?" β
"Well, am I good to you?" The general let out a nasal voice: "Didn't you say I was playing tricks on you?" β
"It's playing tricks on me, but it's also helping me." Telling the truth from the bottom of your heart at this moment may yield something. She analyzed: "The general should not trust me to be a member of the zombie operation, but he didn't give the order to kill me." If it's someone else, it's either friend or foe. Emilia should have wanted to kill me, but the general prevented her from doing so... β
She was confused and looked up at the general: "Why, I am not naΓ―ve enough to believe that the general really likes and even falls in love with me." β
The general's eyes were slightly sideways, thinking about something, and then smiled: "The woman who dared to jump off the building to save her teammates, why didn't she even have this confidence." β
A warm hand touched her face, and she looked at the general in surprise, but there was no spark of selfish affection in the general's dark blue eyes, only bottomless. That gaze was so familiar, and it also touched her heart.
"Actually, you're really beautiful." The general cupped her face and stared down at her, "There is no woman like you except you." You love your fiancΓ© very much, and your feelings for your teammates are also very deep, and love and friendship are what men want. Do you know that some men really wait a lifetime to get this. β
is so serious, the general at this time has become both strange and familiar, and he always feels that there are many shadows in him. Cheng Qianxun looked at the general dumbfounded, and finally made a voice after half a sound: "Actually, Emilia will do this for the general." β
The general looked at her for a while before putting down his hand, turning around and continuing to sort out the medicine box: "She won't." β
"She's a very sensible person. If I'm in danger, she'll just run away. The first thing I want to do is to keep the child... The general looked at her sideways, stuffed the used cotton ball into a small garbage bag, and his voice became much colder: "For this reason, if you choose between the two, she must choose the child." β
"But you're still so young, you can still give birth." She wondered, as if it were unlikely, the General and Emilia were still young. Perhaps in other countries, a woman who gives birth to her first child after the age of 30 is considered an advanced age, but in Western countries, it is common for men and women to give birth to their first child at the age of 40. They all think they can have children when they can give birth, and they don't care about what age they are.
The general explained the reason: "The woman who is the supreme leader, without children, may not have a future." And with this child, she can take a state pension and feed the child and her without worrying about food and clothing. So in the end, she will keep the child no matter what. β
Now I understand, even if the child cannot inherit the position of general, but the state will definitely treat orphans and widows leniently.
She shook her head: "Possibly, but also possible that she will choose the general." After all, it's not easy to love someone, it's impossible to watch each other die after a long time? At least I can't. β
"So, you're not like other women here." The general laughed, turned around and took her uninjured hand, and looked at it with a smile like an old friend: "In the moment of life and death, your choice is often the stupidest, but it is often the most touching. β
My throat was a little dry, my heart was beating a little faster, and I felt familiar, intensely familiar, again.
Well, while the general thinks highly of her, ask about other things. She plucked up the courage to ask, "General, what are you going to do with me and my teammates now?" If you don't think we're doing you any harm, let them go. β
The general shook his head: "No, you can't let it go." β
"Why?" Even if it's stupid to ask, this kind of routine question still has to be called, otherwise how can it be possible to understand the true intentions of the other party.
The general smiled and said, "I haven't decided whether to implement the original plan or not, or ask you all to take a break." You're so capable, I still don't want to die. β
What do you mean, that is, to say or not to believe them?
She pretended to be angry: "How do you know that we will definitely kill the general, and not become one of them?" Who doesn't want a promotion and a raise, who doesn't want to live a better life, and it's not bad to be one of the rest of the world's population. How nice it would be when the earth had fresh air and primeval forests everywhere. Moreover, I have a good saying there, those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me perish, and the things decided by the supreme leader are not something that people like us can control, and it is true to go with the flow. β
The general still looked at her with a smile: "Go on... That's going to kill a lot of people. β
It must sound comfortable, so go ahead. She followed Amilia's example and tried to make her eyes shine: "The earth has been poisoned by humans and needs to be cleansed. Hasn't the earth been purified many times? As a high-level person, even in the position of the gods, he should think more, be more different, and have a higher vision. β
What nonsense, but think about it at this time, if you had to choose between the earth and the human race, as a god, would you choose the destruction of the earth or the elimination of the vast majority of human beings? In the eyes of the gods, human beings are nothing more than ants, no different from other animals, and they are just arrogant and self-proclaimed spirits of all things. If the earth is destroyed, most of humanity will naturally die, as long as there is no emotion, those who get out of it know what to choose.
With another comprehension, she muttered in a daze: "Human beings are looking for death by themselves, they don't know how to restrain, and they deserve it." (To be continued.) )