Chapter 372: The Palace of Sin
In the dark night, in the vast African savannah, the animals that are used to coming out at night suddenly become alert.
The gazelles, which were munching on the grass, suddenly ran without warning, while several hyenas that were sneaking up on the grass shrugged their noses and bared their teeth and howled at the sky like human laughter.
The wildebeest gathered in a heap suddenly became restless, leaving several African lions wandering on the side at a loss.
A giant steel bird swept through the sky with a huge roar, causing a panic among the natives of the grassland.
In order to evade the anti-aircraft radar of the Gorba troops, the C-2 transport plane transporting the rescue personnel kept flying as low as possible.
On the plane, looking at Li Qingcang, who was sitting in a daze on the chair, Catherine stretched out her hand and waved it twice in front of his eyes, and asked narrowly, "What do you want?" It looks like it's demented. Do you think of Sister Hai? ”
"Nope! I just remembered the Wata tribe here, the Ruba people there are so simple and welcoming, and I don't know how they are now. Why did this damn Gorba commit genocide? Can't people of all nationalities coexist peacefully? Li Qingcang replied with some emotion.
"This guy is a devil, sooner or later someone will clean him up, but there is also justice in this world, isn't the woman we saved this time the embodiment of truth, goodness and beauty? Is there a rich dad who still wants to go to these war-torn places to help refugees? It's admirable when you think about it. Catherine also sighed.
"You think she's so good, but I think this woman is missing a string in her head. There is no power to drive away evil, but dare to speak of goodness on the territory of the devil, I really don't know that this girl is a canary in a cage and has never seen the sinister world. Or the incarnation of the Virgin Mary, who truly cares for the world! Damn, in the end, it's not like we're going to go all the way to save her. The fuse shook his head and said disdainfully.
Li Qingcang replied: "Brother Fuse, there are everyone in this world, you have to believe that there are still idealists in this world, it is with these kind people that human nature will not be so dark, so that the weak can be helped, and justice can be served." ”
The fuse raised his hand and said: "OK, don't give me ideological education, I just have one more mouthful, I also believe that there are more good people and fewer bad people in the world, we are just going to help good people now, right!" ”
Li Qingcang smiled slightly, which can be regarded as approving the fuse's words.
After a while, the driver turned to everyone and shouted: "We are approaching our destination, please get ready to skydive, I am about to open the hatch!" ”
As soon as the captain heard this, he stood up from his seat, hung his backpack on the buckle of the belt around his waist, and walked to the tail of the cabin with solid steps.
The others also made the same move, and came behind the captain one after another, and saw that the passengers were all ready.
The pilot gave them a thumbs up and shouted: "I wish you all a successful mission and a safe return, warriors!" ”
After speaking, he pressed the button, and the tail hatch slowly opened, and a strong airflow immediately poured into the cabin, blowing everyone's clothes and hunting.
The captain turned around and made a gesture to follow me, and then jumped without hesitation and flew into the night.
Li Qingcang did not delay, patted Catherine's hand lightly, and the second jumped into the night sky.
Immediately afterwards, the other team members also jumped off the plane in an orderly manner, and after a while, gray-black umbrella flowers bloomed in the air one after another, and the iron-blooded mercenaries fluttered towards the vast grassland.
They are all seasoned veterans, and the landing site is also a specially selected open area, and even the parachute is not too eye-catching gray-black.
Therefore, the parachute descent went smoothly, neither hanging up from the tree, nor falling to the ground and breaking his foot, let alone attracting anyone's attention.
The only things that have taken interest in these Fallen Creatures are the wild animals that roam the grasslands in the moonlight and forage for food.
However, the innate vigilance made these wild creatures who hovered on the edge of life and death all day long quickly feel the murderous aura of these humanoid creatures, and one by one they quietly lowered their bodies, turned around and disappeared into the night.
After the captain landed, he first pulled out his knife and cut the parachute line, then pinched the headset on his cheek and asked, "I have landed safely, how are you?" ”
"I also landed safely, everything around me is normal." Li Qingcang pulled out the legendary knife and cut the short rope behind him and replied.
"Normal landing." "No problem," a promise came from the headset.
"! There is a porcupine under Lao Tzu's feet, and he almost stepped on him, but fortunately Lao Tzu has good eyes, damn, this grandson is still baring his teeth at Lao Tzu! A low growl accompanied by fuse invectives emanated from the headset.
"Why don't you pierce your kid's feet, this porcupine is too shameless. ……”
"Fuse, you kid don't hit the jackpot as soon as you land, your luck is really good."
"Kill it and eat it raw, dare to bare your teeth at our fuse, this guy is tired of it!"
All kinds of ridicule and abuse came from the headset, and it could be seen that everyone was in a good mood, and there was no tension before the war.
The captain coughed, broke off a glow stick and threw it on the ground, and said to the headset, "Don't make a fuss, now roll up the parachute and start approaching me." I'm right at the light source. ”
Everyone immediately stopped frolicking, quickly rolled up the parachute behind them, and moved closer to the captain's position.
After everyone was assembled, the captain counted the number of people and nodded with satisfaction. The order said: "Major Li, you lead people to find a place in the terrain and throw the parachute in, razor, you take a few brothers to collect some dead branches and hay to cover it, this country is now almost all soldiers, no matter which tribe will not have good intentions towards us, we must try to eliminate the traces of arrival." ”
Everyone took the order in unison, turned around and went to hide the parachute. The captain took out a military waterproof map with a glow-in-the-dark effect, looked at it carefully for a while, and when everyone turned around, he pointed in the northeast direction. He said: "The target is in this direction, there is still about seven kilometers away, because there is a rainforest and a river in the middle, so the speed should be a little faster, we will start to act now, try to get to the church before dawn, find Lady Diana and the few Americans and take them away." What questions are not? ”
"No problem, Captain," the mercenaries replied in unison. The captain waved his hand in the northeast direction, and everyone trotted quickly in the direction of the church.
At the same time, in the capital of Nijariya, the former king of Araja. In Azulu's palace, the palace was brightly lit when it should have been silent.
There was a heart-wrenching howl from the royal residence, which represented the highest power in the country.
At the door of a richly decorated hall, a tall white man with a hard face and brown hair lazily plucked his ears with his little fingers, and whispered helplessly: "I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to support such a bloodthirsty and perverted idiot, what you can ask others to do, this guy actually does it himself, and he has to hear these screams of pain every night, it's really fucking like living in hell." ”
Another bald man wearing an eye patch spoke: "At least he is obedient, this is the reason why the boss helps him with all his might, if this kid is not so cruel, he will not rely on us so much." The more brutal the person is on the outside, the weaker he is on the inside, and he just wants to catch the fugitive prince sooner, we have to understand. ”
The brown-haired man shrugged his shoulders and replied: "There are not a thousand but eight hundred fake news, every time it is a stirring up of the people, but not once I catch someone, I admire this Arthur, after so many defeats, he still doesn't give up, this kid won't really go abroad!" ”
The one-eyed man replied, "Leave him alone! Whether he is the same or not, no matter how much he resists, it is nothing more than more deaths. The combat ability of those Ruba people is only suitable for the age of cold weapons, and now in the age of hot weapons, the role of these people is to be suitable for being fertilizer on the steppe and the source of infection of the plague. ”
"Hey! May God have mercy on these poor Ruba. The brown-haired man said with a pretense of pity.
"This is a place where God doesn't want to bother! The devil is the faith here. The one-eyed man whispered to the brown-haired man, pointing to the hall.
The two smiled knowingly, nodded silently, straightened up and walked around the door.
In the hall, the bright crystal chandeliers reflect the bright light, and a variety of high-end elegant furniture and exquisite oil paintings are embellished in the hall, a magnificent scene.
On the wall facing the door is an oil painting of the Virgin Mary holding the Father Jesus, the Virgin in the painting is looking at Jesus in the crooked arm with a loving face, and the holy maternal brilliance seems to be about to come out of the painting.
However, in front of such a dignified and holy painting, a tragic picture is truly staged under the calm gaze of the Virgin in the painting.
On the moire marble floor of the hall, scarlet blood gathered into thin lines of blood, flowing all the way along the smooth floor.
In the middle of the hall, where a sofa or a long table should have been placed, an iron cross was placed quite inconsistently.
A black man was naked and tied to the cross with barbed wire, and his palms were pierced with long steel nails.
Standing on the cross with his hands outstretched like the crucifixion of the crucifixion, many small wounds on his body like a baby's lips, revealing the pink muscle tissue inside, wisps of blood gurgled out from the twitching and trembling skin, flowing down the waist, hips, thighs, and soles of the feet to the marble floor.
Unlike the Crucifixion, the tortured black man had an infusion hose inserted in his wrist, and a plasma bag was hanging over his head, supplying him with blood.
It's just that this blood transfusion is not to save his life, but to prolong his torture, so that he can experience this inhuman torture for a longer time before he dies.
A fat black man with a fleshy face, a big nose and big eyes, and a fat man stood in front of the cross in a golden nightgown.
He was holding a sharp knife the size of a palm, and with one knife he was cutting the muscles in the chest of the man on the cross.