Chapter Twenty-Five (I) Ami's 1998
"Let's go! Pectoral muscles young master will! Early in the morning, Tang Shuxing stood in front of the strange car, taking selfies with the digital camera he bought at a high price early in the morning, posing in various poses, pouting and gesturing scissor hands, and letting Ji Kefeng take pictures of himself, and then comparing his hands to scissor hands on both sides of his cheeks, pretending to be cute.
During the filming, Ji Kefeng kept turning his head, worried about throwing up breakfast, Gu Huaiyi hadn't come back yet, and went out after breakfast early in the morning.
After Tang Shuxing finished shooting, he looked at the photos, and constantly praised his natural beauty, how handsome he was. Ami leaned on the carriage, wearing sunglasses and playing games with the flying fox standing on the ground, waiting for Gu Huaiyi's return and the noble driving.
Ji Kefeng was drinking instant coffee, and saw that Gu Huaiyi finally appeared at the corner of the trail in front of him, and he was still holding a long strip in his hand, wrapped in canvas on the outside, and carrying a small backpack on his back. Ji Kefeng immediately drank his coffee in two sips, and saw that he was holding a gun.
"Sentence two!" When Gu Huaiyi was about to arrive, he shouted at Tang Shuxing. When Tang Shuxing looked up, he found that Gu Huaiyi threw the gun in his hand over, so he quickly put down the camera, caught it with one hand, just reached out and pinched it, and then smiled, shaking his finger and pointing at Gu Huaiyi.
"Gu madman, say you're crazy, sometimes I really don't think so!" Tang Shuxing opened the canvas, took out one of the five or six semi-automatic rifles he had seen on the stall last night, and stroked them carefully, and then saw that there were no Mitsubishi bayonets in front of him, and at a strange time, he found that Gu Huaiyi had pulled out both bayonets from his backpack. Hand it to Ji Kefeng.
"The gun is the second punishment, the bayonet is yours, I gave you a gift, and you can also defend yourself on the road." Then Gu Huaiyi opened the backpack, handed the bullet bag full of bullets to Tang Shuxing, and pointed to the backpack and said, "There are other spare accessories and bullets in it, if you want to add an optical sight, we will wait for two more days, and we can find someone to modify it." It can also be made into a folding butt. β
Ji Kefeng held the two bayonets. I don't know why Gu Huaiyi gave himself a bayonet? I'm not good at using this stuff myself! And the things I learned in the early years in the army are no longer needed now, who still charges and fights bayonets in the modern battlefield? Isn't that looking for death!
"Optical sights?" Tang Shuxing shook his head, "I don't want that thing." In '96, my dad's unit had just issued a Type 85 sniper rifle. I tried it once. If you are not trained, you can't hit it at all, and your eyes move slightly. I can't see it clearly. β
Ami nodded on the side, took the five and a half guns, and nodded: "This gun is well maintained, five and a half and a half were very popular here in the past few years, and now they are about to become craft rifles to collect." β
"But my wish is to have a Mauser 98K, and a mid-flair rifle." Tang Shuxing looked at the five or six halves in Ami's hand, for fear that she would break it.
"If I have a chance, I'll get two." Gu Huaiyi said with a smile, and then heard footsteps, and turned sideways to see the noble trotting over, still lifting his pants.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Comrades, I have diarrhea in the morning! Gao Shang said that he was about to get into the engine room in front of him, but was stopped by Ami, dragged directly to the back of the car, and put a gun against his head.
"Sister Ami! Such a coincidence? Are you there too? Gao Shang smiled all over his face, stared at the muzzle of the gun and said, "I didn't offend you, did I?" β
"Did you tell Boson the news?" Ami said coldly, "There is no one else but you." β
"Wronged! Now that the news of them on the black market has spread all over the place, who doesn't know that they are here? Gao Shang made a bitter face, "The streets are full of wanted notices!" You all know that there are wanted criminals who take refuge here, and they don't dare to go out, and they are arrested if they leave the black market, and they are worth millions of dollars! β
Ami let go of the noble: "You have to send us to the border, if you run away on the way, or set up an ambush with others, I will pull off your fingernails one by one, and then let you swallow them one by one!" β
"Got it! Sister Nails. Gao Shang smiled, slowly moved back to the cockpit close to the car, then started the car, and then probed out to signal everyone to get on the car and set off.
Everyone got into the carriage, Tang Shuxing carried the dragon scale sword on his back, holding five or six and a half, and the sense of happiness was not pressed by the fact that he was sleeping on top of ten tons of gold. Ji Kefeng looked at him and found that this kid's happiness was so simple? When I looked at Ami again, I found that Ami was looking at me, and I immediately became nervous and didn't know what to say.
"A word of caution in advance, we are being targeted, and we are being targeted by many people, because there is a lot of money to capture us alive, and even if we die, the corpse is worth a lot of money." Gu Huaiyi checked his pistol, and there were six daggers stuck in the front and back of his waist, all of which seemed to have been configured early in the morning.
"Give me a gun." Ji Kefeng stretched out his hand.
"Didn't you use a bayonet?" Gu Huaiyi asked him strangely, and then looked at Tang Shuxing.
Ji Kefeng understood now that it was Tang Shuxing's nonsense, and immediately turned his head to stare at Tang Shuxing. Tang Shuxing saw that everyone was looking at him, and then leaned over and looked at Ami who was sitting on the other side across Ji Kefeng: "Sister Mi, can you give him a gun?" β
Ami took out an M9F from the waterproof bag, handed it to Ji Kefeng, put five magazines and a muffler, and advised: "My spare, there are no extra bullets, I will find a way when I run out." β
Ji Kefeng held it in his hand, just held it, accidentally touched it, the pistol went off, and a bullet passed directly through Tang Shuxing's ear. Ami bit his finger and said, "I forgot to say, the safety is open, it's loaded, I'm sorry." β
Tang Shuxing stared at the bullet hole on his side, and the bullet did not pass through the steel plate, but was embedded in the bulletproof soft plate between the thin iron sheet and the outer steel plate, and then moved his ass and squeezed into the corner - Ji Ye is going to kill his own rhythm!
"Smack-" The noble in front opened the partition, leaned his face to the window, and before he could ask, Ami pointed the muzzle of the pistol directly at it, and said coldly: "Drive!" The car broke down and we are responsible for compensation. β
"He's in charge of compensation." Tang Shuxing immediately pointed at Ji Kefeng, "It has nothing to do with me." Don't spread it on my head, thank you. β
Gao Shang turned his head back, started the strange car, and staggered towards the outside of the black market, and after driving out of the black market, Gao Shang shouted from the loudspeaker: "Everyone, we are now leaving heaven and walking on the road to hell, no matter what happens next, don't be afraid...... just said this. A crisp gunshot was heard outside. Everyone clearly felt that the outside of the carriage had been hit, and the position was on the back of Tang Shuxing.
Tang Shuxing looked back at the iron sheet, touched it, and moved his buttocks again. Swallowed saliva.
"Everyone. Don't be afraid. Someone is testing the gun, it's just the first shot, don't worry. Even if it's an all-steel core bullet, an armor-piercing bullet can't penetrate my baby. "Gao Shang is very calm, it seems that he has long been accustomed to it, "Over the years, I have transported many wanted criminals to escape from the black market, although the success rate is only 1%, but at least it has been successful, others have never succeeded, thank you for choosing the noble passenger service, please smile if you are satisfied!" β
Tang Shuxing squeezed out a smile, but seeing that everyone else was expressionless, he had to withdraw his smile, and for the next half hour, he kept hearing the sound of gunshots and bullets hitting the surface of the carriage, according to Ami, it was just a junior bounty hunter trying to kill them through the carriage, as long as they all died, Gao Shang would stop the car according to the rules, collect a certain commission, and leave.
"But as long as we're in this car, they won't attack with heavy weapons." Ami was very leisurely, opened his watch, and opened the photo hidden under the watch cover, "I think Mi is ashamed." β
"He wants to, too." Tang Shuxing pointed at Ji Kefeng, looked at Ji Kefeng's eyes, and immediately covered his mouth.
Ji Kefeng plucked up his courage, looked sideways at the photo on Ami's watch, and saw a very cute and beautiful girl, and couldn't help but praise: "It's so beautiful, just like you." β
"Nope." Ami shook her head with a wry smile, "She looks like her parents, not like me." β
"Huh?" Tang Shuxing's eyes widened, "What do you mean?" Borrowing the womb to give birth to a child? Didn't you say you had her when you were 18 years old? β
"Yes, she's the daughter of my ex-husband, and my ex-husband and his wife died, in that catastrophe." Ami looked down at the floor of the carriage, "That year in the Indonesian riots, my ex-husband and his wife rescued me while fleeing, I was surrounded by a group of thugs, my ex-husband killed five thugs with a machete alone, and the others couldn't beat him and ran away." I was rescued, almost ruined by them in turn, when I said I wanted to repay him, he said no, but his seriously injured ex-wife said that if she wanted to repay him, she would help her take care of her daughter, when Mi Sha was only 3 years old. β
"Huh? So now this kid is in his twenties? Tang Shuxing approached to look at the photo on the watch, but the child in the photo was obviously only 8 or 9 years old.
Ji Kefeng was silent, just listening quietly, while Gu Huaiyi leaned against the iron sheet of the carriage with his eyes closed, listening to the sound of bullets hitting the steel plate outside the car, like a lullaby.
"I misunderstood, when his wife was dying, I stupidly said to him, I want to marry him, I want to be his wife, I want to be the mother of the child, his surname is Mi, and I was not called Ami at that time, so I changed my name to Ami." Ami shook his head, "No one saved us, it was Black May, because Indonesia's political position tended to change at that time, with the support of the Americans, the Indonesian military decided to launch a coup d'Γ©tat, because China had assisted the government at that time, so under the instigation of the military, it evolved into an anti-Chinese movement, and even people with a little Chinese blood became lambs in the eyes of those thugs." β
"Do you hate them?" Gu Huaiyi opened his mouth to ask at this time, Ji Kefeng looked at him, feeling that he shouldn't ask such a thing.
"Hate, is it useful?" Ami shook his head, "I don't even remember what the thugs who attacked us looked like, I didn't even remember the appearance of the thugs who killed my ex-husband, I only remember that I hid in the stinky ditch with Mi Sha in my arms, my face was full of tears, I tried my best to cover Mi Sha's mouth, but Mi Sha didn't make a sound, just watched my father's hand hanging on the edge of the ditch......"
That night, in the shopping mall in Jakarta, where many Chinese thought it was safe, Indonesian soldiers blew up the door of the mall for the rioters, and countless thugs swarmed in, brutally killing everyone inside with various weapons, regardless of men, women, old and children, screams, screams mixed together, they began to slaughter men, skinned and scalped, and began to abuse women and children in turn. Ami's ex-husband hid in the locker room with them, holding something against the door, clutching the bloodstained machete with both hands, but with a smile on his face, signaling Ami and Mi to not be afraid.
"Don't be afraid, there's me!" This was the last thing Ami's ex-husband said before he died.
The door was frantically banged by the mobs, and the Indonesian soldiers began to shoot at the door with guns, although Ami's ex-husband was shot in the arm, he still insisted on sending them out of the window, and then climbed out, struggling to open the cement cover of the stinky ditch to let them hide in, and then covered the surface with garbage, and after completing this qiΔ, he was about to lure away the mob, but it was too late, a dozen or so thugs rushed out and stabbed Ami's ex-husband with various weapons in their hands.
Hatred, their eyes are full of hatred, all lies of hatred, they hate the Chinese who only account for 10% of the population in this country, but they control more than 95% of the economy. They blame their poverty, their sufferings entirely on Chinese, while waiting with their mouths wide open for the Westerners to feed them the false democracy brought about by blood......
Ami's ex-husband fell, already dead, that hand on the top of the smelly ditch, blood flowing down his wrist, Ami covered Mi's shameful mouth, watched there with tears, listened to the roars, screams, curses of the thugs above, as if after they killed this Chinese, they would live in a beautiful and sturdy house, eat hot meals and drink good wine every day, live a comfortable life, and can also hold a ballot and slap the president's face and say: "If you don't let me have money, I won't let you be president!" β
Do you really think that vote in your hand can decide the fate of which president?
The common people are always stupid, otherwise why is it that no matter what war there is, it is always the ordinary people who are imprisoned by religious ideas or national ideas who are desperate on the front line, and the innocent civilians who are in tears and only want to live a stable life are suffering, and it is always those rulers who are high up and enjoy the fruits of victory, who fight one hour ago, and shake hands and make peace the next hour.
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For three days, for three whole days, Ami and Mi Xi hid in the stinky ditch, endured the stench, supported their bodies, and finally licked the dried blood on Ami's wrists to maintain the normal operation of their body functions. On the third night, they were finally rescued by an old man from the local church, and when the two of them helped Ami, who was holding Mi Shi, to sneak out of the back street, Ami looked at the mountains of corpses on the street in amazement, and for a moment forgot how to breathe.
"Don't look! Mi shame! Don't look! Ami covered Mi Sha's eyes, feeling Mi Sha's tears flowing down from her fingers, and her tears had long since dried up, and all that came out of her eye sockets was blood.
At this time, a seriously injured Indonesian crawled towards them, as if calling for help, Ami stared at the stone next to him, put down the pain of Mi Xi grabbed the stone and was about to smash it, but the old man grabbed his hands, and then the old man whispered: "Put away your sword, whoever moves the sword will die under the sword......"
Ami recalled this, shook his head and said, "At that time, I was stupid to think that the old man was crazy, I got a stone, why do you want to say that it is a sword?" I later learned that he was speaking of a phrase from the New Testament. With the help of the old man, Mi Xi and I fled Indonesia and went to Thailand, and went to a country where 10% of the population is Chinese, but controls more than 95% of the economy, and we live in fear all ......day long." (To be continued......