"If you can't..." Before he could finish speaking, Chinnikov realized that he shouldn't have asked. When Ashraf heard him speak, he immediately said, "What if you can't go?" Is it? Saying that, his expression was gloomy and he continued: "If you can't go, you must be seriously injured, and if you can't handle a seriously injured person, then you can jump off the cliff directly!" ”

"Yes!" Immediately after standing up and saluting, Chinnikov turned around and ran towards the hill again.

Looking at the departing Chinnikov, Ashraf let out a long sigh. In fact, this mission has become the way it is now, and you can't blame Chinnikov, the biggest responsibility is still on his own body, after all, everything Chinnikov did was arranged by himself, and in fact he didn't make any mistakes, judging from the corpses left by the other party along the way and the last few people who escaped, if it wasn't for the people rescued by the other party in time, even if it was a few minutes late, then everything here would have turned into another result.

But now it's useless to say this, and the above won't listen to their own explanations. They only look at whether the task is completed or not, and the price paid to complete the task. And if you only look at these two points, then you will undoubtedly lead an extremely unsuccessful operation. After that, you may be left on the cold bench or worse. But he will not find a reason, let alone let Chinnikov take the blame for himself. As for the previous words that threatened Chinnikov to let him go, it was just a scare and a scare. Now it's up to Chinnikov to find something worthwhile. After all, judging from just now, the target obviously failed to merge with those mercenaries, which means that he is still the same as those Yankee mercenaries and even has a slight advantage. With this in mind, Ashraf looked at the hillside and raised his feet to walk there. He wanted to see for himself and see if he could take someone down as soon as possible.

At this moment, the people of the lynx squad who had just arrived dragged a man from the rear, from the woods where they had chased all the way.

The presence of this man undoubtedly caught Ashraf's eye, and it was clear that he was extremely interested. He hurried to the man and motioned for the two men who had dragged him to lower him.

The man was clearly injured and in a very poor mental state. What really intrigued Ashraf was that the man didn't look like a combatant. In other words, this person is likely to be a companion or companion of the person he wants to capture. After being thrown directly to the ground, the man coughed a few times with some difficulty, and rolled on the ground to lie face up, as if this would make him feel more comfortable and breathe easier.

I saw Ashraf slowly crouch down, looked at the man carefully, and then asked the people around him, "Where did you find him?" ”

The Russian who dragged the man in: "Not far behind, this guy is slowly crawling. Like a big lizard in clothes. In addition to this guy, there is also the corpse of a black man there, which is supposed to be a mercenary of the Yankees. ”

The Russian's words made Ashraf crack open his mouth and laugh, and he reached out and patted the man's face and said in a rather proficient English: "Hello, American." Congratulations, congratulations on being a prisoner of the enemy. With that, he stretched out his hand and searched the man, and took out his papers from the man. The documents were issued to them by Georgians, and they were two copies, one of which had a photo of Eric.

Ashraf put away his papers and looked at the lying man again: "Do you know what your name is?" Don't tell me it's your name. As he spoke, he looked at the man's injuries and said, "I don't think it's a secret name." Say it and I promise I won't abuse you. After all, you did your best, and I admire people who can fight the enemy until the last moment, even if they are captured. So as long as you don't play tricks, then I won't embarrass you. ”

The man lying on the ground did not speak when he heard Ashraf's words, but as soon as he was stunned, the man who had dragged him with him stomped on the man's lower abdomen. "Speak! You goddamn lizard! ”

At the same time as the man screamed miserably, Ashraf smiled and waved his hand, "You see, war always makes people irritable. Don't mind, you're no better or worse than this when you go to plague my hometown. What do you think? Can it be said? ”

The man lying on the ground seemed to give in after a few consecutive breaths of pain. He whispered, "My name is Steve, Steve Mars. ”

"Steve? Nice to meet you. Ashraf smiled and continued, "Can you go ahead and introduce yourself?" For example, what do you do, what do you do here? And why did you meet us? ”

While Ashraf is interrogating Steve, Pete, who is watching the secret of Eric's memory card in the cabin, is writing a book. He picked up the pencil he used to draw and the book he didn't know what it was, and just copied the contents of the memory card onto the pages. Although such scribbling and writing quickly and on the pages of a book with words will make some words difficult to read, and it is impossible to copy the photos in the materials, but at the moment, it is good to be able to record the content of the text. And the content of the Chinese part of this material is also very detailed, and even in Pete's opinion, it is a bit wordy, so he also made certain deletions and only copied some important information with clear directions, as for others, they were deleted.

After about twenty minutes of copying, Pete copied all the general contents, and after checking back and forth twice to make sure that there were no mistakes or missing words, he quickly tore off the pages of the writing carefully, and after folding them, he removed some plastic bags to wrap the pages and put them in his right sock. After that, he quickly unplugged the card reader and put the card reader back into the small bag in the black bag, closed the notebook and slammed it on the table a few times, and after making sure that it couldn't be turned on again, he put the notebook back in the same way as when he took out the black bag, and put the bag back on Eric's body.

After checking back and forth that there were no omissions, Pete slowly sat down and let out a long sigh of relief. He turned his head to look at Eric, who was still unconscious, and the guy didn't know when he would wake up. No, he shouldn't be concerned at the moment if he wakes up.