Chapter 3 Vertical and Horizontal (Eight Up)

In a flash. The whole tent was silent. A group of Belarusian bandits without a motherland looked at Redbeard and Peng Xuewen in a daze. I really don't understand that these two people should have belonged to different camps. Why would the same choice be made..

I'm puzzled. Suddenly, Blackbeard's voice came from his ears again. Not high though. But every word is like a jade plate." Isn't it just death? Who can really live to be 100 years old without disease or disaster. As long as future generations mention our Zhou Heizi. You can call a man. It's worth it."

Talking. Strode to the other side of Redbeard and Peng Xuewen. Stand side by side with the two.

A **guerrilla leader. A military commander agent. There is also a horse thief leader. Standing bare-handed in the middle of dozens of armed White Russian bandits. The momentum was so overwhelming that the other party could barely raise his head. The bandits lowered their eyelids. Chip on your shoulder. His face was as red as a persimmon tree in early winter. They may not be able to understand the choice of the three guests in the middle of the tent. But they couldn't help but admire this boldness. This awe-inspiring. It's all they don't have in their lives. And will never have the opportunity to have.

"What a hero. This is our big camp. Not the place for you three heroes! Come people. Grab the three of them. Since they are not afraid of death . Just send them directly to Advisor Fujita." Half an hour later. Andrei, the second leader of the White Russian gang, suddenly jumped up. Roaring in frustration.

Most of the White Russians in the tent did not respond. But there are also two or three small leaders who feel that their dignity has been insulted. Rush forward together. Tried to answer Andrei's call. But their skills are far less than their ambitions. Just approached in front of Redbeard. was kicked upside down by Zhou Heitan and Peng Xuewen. Piggybacking on it knocked the other hesitant big and small bosses into each other. Stir up chaos throughout the tent.

"What are you doing? Are you going to watch others go wild in our homes?" Andrei was so angry that he smoked. Pull out your pistol. Aim at the door of Zhou's black carbon." Surname Zhou. You'd better take the initiative to surrender. Otherwise. Don't blame my bullets for not recognizing people."

"There's a kind. Terrible. Zhou has opened his eyes today." Zhou Heitan laughed loudly. Raise your foot and kick another small boss who pounces on him. Pull it on yourself with one hand." "Boom". The military uniform that had just been worn on his body for a few days was torn into two pieces.

Under the shredded military uniform. Two rows of wooden-handled grenades are exposed. The safety cover of each one has already been unscrewed. Pull the fire string and pull out the small half. Together with two cloth straps that bundle grenades. Tied to the back of his chest.

"Mr. Andrey. You'd better think through before you decide." Peng Xuewen also sneered and ripped off his clothes. Two rows of smooth wooden handles are also exposed." We have no intention of hurting anyone. So I didn't have a gun. But if you don't even talk about the most basic rules. We don't mind going to hell with the whole guy."

"You. . . You dare to ........" Andrei gritted his teeth. But before I knew it, my voice began to tremble. Jin-made grenades are not very powerful. However four bundles of grenades exploded at the same time. It is also enough to leave no living creatures within a radius of thirty meters.

"Enough." I didn't wait for him to finish his hard words. Whitebeard Ivanov snapped off. Send them away. Stop doing such boring things. Stop sticking your face to them and pumping it."

"The Grand Commander.." Andrei was scolded red-faced. Jumping on their feet in protest." This is the only chance that will allow them to hand over all the gas bombs. If you miss it, you won't have it again."

"I said it. Send them away. Do you hear me?" Whitebeard Ivanov slapped the table hard. Raise your eyes and ask rhetorically.

Andrey has been quietly cultivating his henchmen though. For the time being, he doesn't have the strength to compete head-on with Whitebeard. Stunned. Turn your face and roar at the other bosses." What are you doing standing there stupidly? Didn't you hear the words of the great chief? Drop-off. Hurry up and send me off."

"Yes." The big and small bosses quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Turn sideways. Make way for the "guests" to get out of the tent.

The red-bearded king looked at Ivanov. Looked at Andrei again. Shake your head gently. Turn around. Pull up Zhou Hei Carbon and Peng Xuewen two. Strode out the door. Peng Xuewen also sneered softly. One by one, his eyes swept over the leaders of the White Russian bandits. A face full of pity. Only Zhou black carbon. I was unwilling to go home without any results. While walking. While turning around and shouting at Ivanov, "Whitebeard brother. You've figured it out. Someone who works with little devils. But it never came of any good. Don't believe you look at Yellowbeard. I think I was the number one person on the grassland back then. Now he's like a wild dog with a broken backbone........."

The white-bearded Ivanov covered his ears with his hands. Hang your head. Don't want to listen to any advice. I don't want to take down three guests to curry favor with my Japanese employer. Until Zhou Hei Carbon's voice can no longer be heard. before letting go of your hand. He let out a long sigh into the tent." Alas..."

"Archon. Now send someone to hunt it down. It's still too late." Andrei stepped forward quickly. Standing next to Ivanov and loudly proposed. The three of them were already far from the camp. Even if you really have the courage to pull the grenade on your body. I can't hurt too many people on our side."

"Don't be too troublesome. Let them go." Ivanov waved his hand weakly. Sighing the order.

"But the Japanese are ........," Andrei took a half-step back. Unwillingly emphasized.

"I said it. Let them go." Whitebeard Ivanov stood up with his hands on the table. glared at Andrei." Get out. I don't want to see you again. Get out of here. I don't want to see anyone tonight."

Andrei blushed. Hug the head of the rat and run away. The other leaders in the tent were also killed by the pond fish. They looked at each other. Sadly return to their respective sleeping tents to rest. When there is no one in the empty tent but himself. Whitebeard's body shook. Slowly fall back into the seat. Lying on the table with his head in his hands. The whole person shrunk into a lean lump of flesh.

He didn't want to show his inner pain in front of his subordinates. I don't want anyone to see my weakness at this time. Even if it's the person you believe in the most. That pain used to be for a long time. He couldn't sleep at night. Until he decided to completely forget about the past. However. Something. But it's destined to be forgotten. Even if you deliberately try to escape. It will also be used by others intentionally or unintentionally. Awaken it from the depths of your soul again.

Pain while waking up. Far greater than in the confusion. Whitebeard endured for a moment with his head in his hands. Finally I couldn't bear it anymore. Reach out and grab the vodka that is deliberately placed at your feet. The spicy flame runs from the throat straight into the lower abdomen. Heat his blood. It also anesthetized his nerves. He swayed. Smirk. Stand up slowly. One hand on the table. The other hand continued to pour wine into his mouth.

The wine was quickly poured out. Drunkenly, Whitebeard drops the empty wine bottle. Staggered out of the tent. While walking. muttered quietly. I really envy that they can die for their homeland. Really envious."

Andrei and Yellowbeard emerged from the shadows like ghosts. One left and one right hold Whitebeard's arm. Whitebeard, who was already drunk, looked at the two of them. Keep muttering quietly." What about us. I don't even have the qualifications to die once for my country. Not even fucking anything."

Andrei was stunned. There was a slight pause in his footsteps. Whitebeard immediately lost his balance. Stumbling and falling to the left. Fortunately, the yellow-bearded Jiang Hulu reacted quickly enough. Grabbed the shoulder against Whitebeard's chest first." You are old. Be careful."

"What to be careful of not being careful. Blackbeard said it well. Who can live to be 100 years old without illness or disaster?" Whitebeard smirked and sighed. Push away the yellow beard. Continue to walk forward on your own. The body shook like a candle in the wind.

It's only half an hour before and after. He seemed to be a decade old all of a sudden. Andrei felt uncomfortable when he saw it. Catch up. Hold his arm." Blame the Bolsheviks. If it weren't for them. You're never going to get to this point. I won't ........ either."

"Enough." The white-bearded Ivanov drank impatiently. The smell of wine in your mouth." Don't put all the blame on the Bolsheviks. I didn't show any mercy to the Red Army back then. Kill and kill. Kill and kill. Dead. Hehe. It's not all Russians who died."

The more you say. The more sad he became. The more immersed my mind is in the past, the more I can't extricate myself. The whole person looked rickety. It's like an old man who just had a serious illness. Two of them, Andre and Yellowbeard, were holding his arm. All keenly felt Whitebeard's weakness. A touch of sadness slowly welled up in my heart. However. Just for a moment. There is another emotion that quickly drives sorrow out of the body. That's a strong craving. It's like an adult male wolf in a wolf pack who sees the wolf king's lower abdomen dripping blood.

"Two masters." Yellowbeard gestured to the pitch black. The voice is low and gloomy. All the big and small bosses went to sleep. The attention of the minions on night duty is also focused on the outermost area of the camp. This is the center of the camp. The safest place in the entire makeshift barracks. Unless the enemy can fall from the sky.

Don't hesitate. Almost instinctively. Andrei made the right choice. The hand holding Whitebeard's arm suddenly exerted force upward. At the same time the knee of the left leg is quickly lifted. Hit the other party's waist and eyes hard.

"Ugh." Whitebeard snorted. Spinal fracture. Fall softly. Yellowbeard quickly held him down. Pull out the dagger. A knife cut his throat." Someone's coming. The Grand Commander was assassinated. Irumo Dragon. Irumo Dragon colludes with Redbeard. Assassinate the Grand Commander."