Beads of sweat dripped down the soldier's forehead, and the monkey tore off the rags in his mouth and asked with a smile, "Can you say it now?" ”

The creature clenched his right hand tightly and his body curled into a ball, the sharp pain irritating his nerves, prompting him not to hear the monkey's question.

"It seems that you haven't suffered enough to make you sober, it's my fault!" The monkey swung his hand and stabbed him in the arm, then twisted the handle of the knife with great force, ripping off a piece of flesh.

"Ah, I said, I said, I said everything!" The pain in his body finally made him aware of his situation, and he had no choice but to speak.

"When did the vehicles carrying the arms pass by?" The monkey tugged at his ear and asked again.

"They delivered a batch of supplies to the front line yesterday, and the next batch will not pass through in five days." The guy was completely sober this time, and quickly answered the monkey's question, for fear that if he spoke slowly, he would be stabbed again.

"When will the delivery vehicle come back?" The monkey asked again, licking the blood from the saber.

"Tomorrow morning at seven o'clock!"

"Where did those supplies come from?"

"I don't know, I really don't know, there's a supply station in the rear, but I don't know where the exact location is, please let me go!" The soldier was almost fainting in pain, and kept begging for mercy, looking at his figure of less than a hundred pounds, it was hard to imagine how such a soldier could fight.

The monkey turned his head to look at the captain, who pondered for a moment and nodded, and the monkey stabbed the soldier in the back of the heart with a wave of his hand, ending his painful life.

"Looks like we're going to be here until tomorrow morning!" I said lightly.

"This is a checkpoint, maybe someone will pass by!" The striker stood at the door and said without replying.

"Kill as many as you come!" The captain took a puff of cigarette, as if he were saying something very ordinary, but killing people was very common to us.

The striker didn't speak, just nodded, expressing his agreement with the captain's statement, before we leave, the matter of the checkpoint cannot be leaked out, so tonight this is the ghost gate, no matter who passes, as long as they pass through here tonight, there is only one end, that is, death.

The captain and the striker were guarding below with a heavy machine gun, and the monkey and I came to the top of the watchtower, and I took out the M1O7 anti-materiel sniper rifle and lent it to the monkey for the time being, as long as we didn't encounter a large force and basically we didn't have a chance to shoot, the striker and the captain were enough to deal with the enemy who passed by.

The first half of the night, which is most likely to come, was spent peacefully, the surroundings were quiet, the monkey was holding night vision goggles to observe the situation in the distance, and I rested with my eyes closed on the pillow of the body of the sniper I killed, no one came at this time, and it is estimated that no one will pass by tonight.

But I didn't expect that just after midnight, a car light suddenly lit up at the corner of the highway in the distance.

"Someone is coming, get up!" The monkey slapped my little brother on the face, and I gasped in pain.

"Nima, where are you going?" I cursing and rolled over, set up my sniper rifle, and looked around the corner through the scope.

"It's an off-road jeep with no other vehicles behind it!" I radioed what I saw to the captain below.

"Roger, don't shoot without an order!" The captain's voice came through the headset.

“yessir！” I replied, and the muzzle was locked in the driver's position.

At this time, the striker walked out of the watchtower, put on a rebel uniform, swaggered on the side of the road, and when the car approached, he came to the middle of the road and made a gesture to stop advancing.

The jeep seemed to know that there was a checkpoint, so it began to decrease from a distance, and then slowly stopped on the side of the road, and a guy who looked like an officer got down from the co-pilot and shouted to the forward: "There are wounded people in the car, they must be sent to the medical station in the rear, and they will be released immediately." ”

"The wounded? Is it badly hurt? Can you make it to the medical station? The striker asked, walking over to the officer.

"Nonsense, don't you reuse and run so far? You...... Who are you? The officer suddenly noticed the striker's boots, which, in the light of the headlights, were clearly not worn by the rebels.

"I'm a mercenary invited by the government army, and it's unfortunate that you ran into it!" Before he could finish speaking, the striker's saber had already pierced the officer's lower abdomen, then grabbed him by the neck, took out a silencer pistol, blew the driver's head, and then twisted the officer's neck with force.

After killing the two men, the striker stepped forward and opened the back door, but as soon as the door opened, three gunshots rang out in a row, and the striker was already on guard, hiding next to the wheels, and the bullet shot through the door did not hurt the striker.

It's just that the gunfire is particularly harsh at midnight, and the striker slams the door shut, raises his pistol and shoots all the bullets at the window, until the blood oozes out of the door, the striker pulls the door again, and the wounded inside are shot several times, and his body is beaten into a honeycomb, and he can't die anymore.

The striker sneered, threw the officer's body into the car, checked it again, and after confirming that there were no living people in the car, turned back to the tower.

"I wonder if the gunfire just now will attract the rebels?" The striker's voice was a little self-reproachful, it was he who was careless to give the enemy a chance to shoot.

"God knows, hopefully there aren't any other garrisons around!" The captain also didn't know if this small mistake would have immeasurable consequences.

Fortunately, the gunfire did not attract reinforcements, and until the next morning, everything was uneventful, and at seven o'clock sharp, we stood on the side of the road waiting for the trucks carrying the arms to return, but we waited for a long time without a trace.

The monkey sat on the sandbag with the gun in his hand and wondered, "Why haven't you come yet, have we been deceived by that guy?" ”

"He doesn't have to lie, people at that level basically don't lie, there must be a reason why the truck didn't come, maybe it's broken halfway." I took a bowl of broth and handed it to the monkeys, there was a large cauldron in the watchtower, which was used by the garrison for cooking, I turned out a large piece of beef in their supply box, and by the way I cooked a pot of broth, and finally ate a hot mouthful.

"Why is there only soup and meat?" The monkey asked quizzedly, taking a look at the broth.

"Oh, eaten up by the striker and the captain!" I shrugged.

"Damn, a bunch of bastards, why do you eat meat and I drink soup!" The monkey gritted his teeth and cursed.

"If you have soup to drink, be content, if I hadn't stopped them, they would have eaten the pot." I turned my head and gestured to the captain and striker who were wiping their mouths on the side of the road.

The monkey drank all the broth with an aggrieved face, and then walked back to the watchtower angrily, ready to solve all the remaining pot of broth, but when he was full, he found a large piece of beef left at the bottom of the pot, and then this thing was under our surprised gaze, and ate the piece of beef.

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