Foreword: If a person's past is full of holes, then no matter how bumpy the future is, he can only move forward desperately. Because it is easier to challenge the difficulties of the unknown than to face the pain of the known.

I don't know how long it took, but Yang Fan slowly regained consciousness amid the huge engine roar in his ears and the constant irregular bumps in his back.

He felt his body slowly gain sensation, but there was no strength, and then the pain in his left face and abdomen, and he felt that there was something cool on his left face, like an ice cube, which made him feel a lot more comfortable. It may be that he has been in one position for too long, Yang Fan felt stuffy in his chest, and wanted to take a deep breath and inhale a little more oxygen, but he didn't expect it to cause a slight cough, and the shaking of his body made the pain in his face and abdomen more intense, and he couldn't help but hum.

"Captain, he's awake." Suddenly, someone said.

Then Yang Fan heard footsteps, and a man in an army green short-sleeved T-shirt sat down beside him. Yang Fan turned his head and looked at the person in front of him carefully, this was a man in his forties, short hair, a typical white American face, deep eye sockets, a high nose, and a shallow beard, revealing a kind of majesty and a kind of cordiality.

He has a very strong build, and the muscles on his body can be clearly seen through the bulging T-shirt.

"Can you speak English?" The man asked.

"Yes, who are you?" Yang Fan replied in English and asked politely.

"If you ask me my name, my name is Dennis Rogers. If you ask me about my identity, I'm the captain of this squad. You're a little bit hurt, but it's not serious, and you're feeling weak because we've given you a sedative, which relieves your pain and makes you feel better. You can sit up if you want. Rogers should have known that Yang Fan was having a hard time speaking now, so he tried to tell him more information without waiting for him to ask.

"Okay, thanks." Yang Fan nodded.

Rogers stood up, raised the angle of the seat back of Yang Fan's upper body a little so that he could sit up, and then sat next to him again. Rogers was right, after Yang Fan sat up, he only felt some pain in his left face and abdomen, and the rest of his body was fine, and his strength slowly recovered.

Yang Fan looked around carefully, he should be on a private jet. The cabin is not very large, but very luxurious. To his right was a window, through which he could see that it was night, and beneath the plane was an endless cloud with some bright light.

On the left-hand side are four separate chairs, two rows, seated opposite each other, with a small table in the middle with four half-filled wine glasses, and there are three people in the seats, and the rest of the seats are supposed to be Rogers's.

In front of the eye is a bar, behind which there is a wine cabinet full of various wine bottles, and four people are sitting around the bar drinking, and three people are looking down at their own wine glasses. There was also a pair of sharp and fierce eyes looking at Yang Fan, these people were basically dressed in the same way, and it seemed that they were an organization.

Yang Fan suddenly thought of something before he fell unconscious, turned his head to look at Rogers, and asked eagerly, "May I ask what time it is now?" What is this? How did I end up here? How are my dad and sister? Yang Fan was so excited that he wanted to straighten up, touching the left side of his face and abdomen, and he let out a sigh of pain.

Rogers hurriedly pressed Yang Fan and said softly, "Don't be excited! Listen to me, 13 hours have passed since we found you, and the plane took off 7 hours ago. We found you at a resort on the border between Thailand and Laos while you were armed with a pistol, and we thought you were a potential threat and knocked you unconscious and put you on a plane. Now the plane is flying to our base in the United States. ”

"Who are you? How are my dad and sister? Yang Fan continued to ask.

Rogers stabilized Yang Fan's body again and said, "Kid, don't get excited. We are employees of the T3 organization and are part of a combat group. This time I came to Thailand to be hired by an arms dealer with the task of bringing back two samples to him, which should be what you brought to the American.

In fact, halfway through your event, we were already ambushed on a hillside about 150 meters to the left of your event venue. Under the cover of the trees, you did not notice us. We've been waiting for the right moment to strike, and when the American pulls you into hiding, we're ready to take him away with the specimen. ”

Rogers adjusted his body and continued unhurriedly: "At this time, there was an accident, I didn't expect someone to start the robbery in advance, you should know the next thing." We've also seen you fight one of them, and we wanted to kill him and get the sample back when he got the sample and ran into the woods. Unexpectedly, you defeated the well-trained female killer and ran towards the crowd with the sample. By the way, your skills are really good, it's Chinese kung fu, right? ”

Rogers didn't want to talk when he saw Yang Fan, his eyes kept staring at him. Probably anxious to know what happened next, he continued: "Later, you were knocked out, and you have already attracted the attention of many people. We were afraid that the chaos of the crowd would cause too much trouble, so we sniped the man who tried to escape with the sample and retrieved it. Our original plan was to secretly detour through the area where you fought the female killer and evacuate from the Mekong River to Laos. But unexpectedly, our actions were also exposed, and we were about to venture through your venue when an accident occurred. ”

"You've been attacked!" Yang Fan said.

Rogers glanced at Yang Fan, touched his nose inadvertently with his right hand, and continued: "Yes! We were ambushed by another team, about 10 people. They threw grenades and stun grenades at us, followed by a surprise attack. I escaped by rolling down the hillside to avoid the stun grenades, and the gunfire and grenades continued on the hillside, and when I got back to the hillside, I found that all of my team had been killed, including my brother. ”

At this, Rogers paused, a sad expression flashing across his face, and continued, "Some of them were killed by grenades, and most of them were shot. The other side also made up for it when it was checked after the war, I checked it, and the whole team... Not a single live mouth was left. The other party's body was not found at the scene, it should have been cleaned up on the back, and it seems that it is also a group of well-trained battlefield veterans.

I didn't find the body of the squad leader, so I don't know if he escaped, if he was captured, or if he was an insider. After calling for support from headquarters, I went to the venue where you were holding the event and saw that the people who attacked us were fighting again. Coincidentally, I saw a missing sample right next to the point of the smoke grenade, so I crept over and got it.

When I got back into the woods I saw two men quietly moving in front of me in the direction of the resort, and I followed, just in time to see one of them about to shoot a wounded soldier. I shot him and found out that one of them was also wounded, and that man was supposed to be the leader of the mysterious team. I judged that he should not be able to move, so I ignored him for a moment and continued to chase after the other person with the sample. ”

Halfway through speaking, Rogers returned to his seat and picked up the half glass of wine, and at the same time took a bottle of water from under the table, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to Yang Fan. Yang Fan took the water and just held it in his hand, and now what Rogers said was too important to him, and he didn't want to miss a word.

Rogers sat down next to Yang Fan and continued: "I didn't catch up with that person, but when I came back, I met another mercenary group, and they were at least 15 people. It turned out that they were also hired by arms dealers to perform the same tasks as us, and they took the sample from me.

As I walked back, I found that the wounded man was dead, and that he had been pierced through the neck from behind with his own saber and nailed to the trunk of a tree. ”

Yang Fan nodded. Thinking back to the scene, he still can't believe that he did it himself.

"Click." There was a sound of glass breaking from the bar in front, and Yang Fan turned his head to look. I saw that among the four people drinking at the bar, one of them was nearly 2 meters tall and as strong as a bear, crushing the wine glass with his hand, and the blood in his palm flowed to the broken glass and the bar, and he was looking at himself with angry eyes.

One of the people at the table said, "Harvester, what are you doing here, self-harming?" The man said as he took out a military first-aid kit from under the bar, took out the bandage and bandaged it.

The man called the harvester didn't move at all, but still looked at Yang Fan directly.

Rogers waved his hand and continued, "Don't you mind, he's my team member, codenamed Reaper. They came ashore from the Mekong River after receiving my call for help, and happened to encounter the team that attacked us and killed them all. I wanted to capture their captain alive, but I didn't expect to be killed by you when I found out. In that case, we won't be able to track down their identities, so he's a little angry. ”

Yang Fan nodded slightly, and continued to ask, "Why did you snatch those two samples?" That's just the result of our company's drug research and development, and it's not worth it for you people to compete with each other! Also, didn't you get those 2 samples? ”

"We just followed the employer's orders to get those two samples back. We don't know what's in the sample and why employers want to get it. This is the rule of the mercenary world, and you should never inquire about it. You're right, I didn't get any of the 2 samples. But at least one sample should have gone to the employer, and the other was taken by the people you dealt with. Rogers said.

"What about my dad and my sister?" Yang Fan straightened up despite the pain in his body and asked.

"Well, that's right..." Rogers lowered his head and paused, looked at Yang Fan and continued, "We don't know your identity. It was only during the search for the survivors of the attack on our squad that they found you with a gun and brought you back. At that time, the Thai police had already arrived, and we had to evacuate from the Mekong to Laos, and then get on the current plane through our channels. In the process, we found no other survivors. ”

"What? There aren't any survivors? Yang Fan couldn't help but wonder, but after thinking about it, they didn't find the bodies of their adoptive father and sister, which means that they may still be alive.

Rogers just nodded and didn't say anything more.

Yang Fan's physical condition was much better at this time, and he had already regained his senses. He has been analyzing Rogers' words, and feels that there are no loopholes in what Rogers said, and it is basically consistent with what he has seen and experienced.

"Then why did you take me away?" Yang Fan continued to ask

Rogers smiled, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and said, "First of all, our mission this time has not been completed, at most half of it has been completed, and we have suffered heavy losses, we have to investigate this matter clearly." You are one of the people directly involved and we need more information from you. Also, I'm personally interested in you, and I can tell that you don't have any military experience. Judging by your fight against that well-trained female killer, your fighting skills and battlefield adaptability are very strong. Also, since you killed the captain of the team that attacked us, you are an elite of a hundred battles, whether he was injured or not, it is unbelievable. ”

Yang Fan looked at the strong man on the bar. Speaking of the death of the squad leader, he really looked at himself fiercely, or at least looked at himself again.

Yang Fan turned his head to Rogers and said, "Mr. Rogers, I'm just an ordinary employee of a pharmaceutical company in Huaxia. My dad and sister and I went to Thailand just to give the company the things to the designated people, and I only knew that they were two samples of medicines, and I didn't even know the people I was dealing with. I don't think I can provide you with any valuable information.

Also, I only use family martial arts, and I have an uncle who is a coach at the Huaxia Sports School, and I often go to him to practice shooting and fighting, so I know a little bit about martial arts. But it's nothing compared to you professional combatants.

I should thank you for saving me, but may I ask, can you send me back to Huaxia? ”

"Oh? Do you still know how to shoot? Rogers leaned forward, as if he had become more interested in Yang Fan.

"Yes, I understand a little, I like rapid-fire pistol and multi-position shooting with rifles. Mr. Rogers, could you please send me back to Huaxia? Yang Fan saw that Rogers did not answer his question, so he continued to ask.

Rogers didn't answer Yang Fan's question directly, but stood up and put the wine glass back on the original table, turned to face Yang Fan again, crossed his hands on his chest, sighed slightly, and asked softly, "Child, is your name Yang Fan?" ”

Yang Fan was taken aback, and then realized that after talking for so long, the other party did not ask his name. And he actually said his name directly, which gave Yang Fan a very bad feeling.

Yang Fan raised his head and looked at Rogers, nodded, and said, "Yes, I am Yang Fan." Then he looked at Rogers expectantly and nervously, waiting for what he had to say.

Rogers looked at Yang Fan, paused for a few seconds, and said word by word: "Listen, Yang Fan." You may not be able to go back to Huaxia! ”