Although Halbara's physique was several times stronger than that of ordinary people, after following a few middle-aged strong men and drilling into the submarine from the submarine's torpedo tube with only a civilian version of a diving oxygen mask, Halbara's mouth, nose, ears and eyes were still a little bloodshot.

Shaking his head vigorously, Harbara didn't wait for the disgust in his heart to dissipate slightly, and asked the two middle-aged people who answered him in a hoarse voice, "Where is my companion?" ”

As if he also felt some admiration for Halbara's strong physical fitness, a middle-aged man who had also gotten into the submarine from a torpedo tube spat out a mouthful of bloody spit on the floor: "Don't worry! They are all in VIP rooms in submarines...... Let's go, you'll be seeing them soon! ”

Half pushing, half coercing, a middle-aged man in a sea soul shirt muttered as he guided Harbara through one round hatch after another to the crew compartment at the back of the submarine. Just looking at Tang Guoming, who was locked in an iron cage similar to a prison and looked depressed, Halbara suddenly frowned, and turned to look at the middle-aged man who was following him: "What does this mean?" ”

Carelessly, he opened the lock on the iron cage fence door, and the middle-aged man who was following Halbara pulled out an old-fashioned Tokarev TT-33 pistol pinned to his waist with a big grin, and poked Halbara's strong arm with the barrel: "This is for everyone's safety!" We don't want some shouting and messing guys on the submarine for no reason, and that will leave everyone with no good fruit to eat! ”

Ignoring the middle-aged man holding a Tokarev TT-33 pistol and signaling to let him get into the iron cage, Halbara stood firmly outside the iron cage with his arms crossed: "There is no need for this! You send us where we need to go, and then you collect the money and we go, each of us. I think the price we paid was enough for us to be treated better? ”

Laughing, the middle-aged man standing next to Halbara skillfully put the Tokarev TT-33 pistol on Halbara's temple and pulled the pistol hammer away: "It's up to you to pick and choose......."

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to finish speaking, Halbara leaned back sharply, and at the moment when his head was just out of the muzzle of the pistol, he reached out and grabbed the sleeve of Tokarev's TT-33 pistol, and neatly pulled Tokarev's TT-33 pistol into his hand.

Pushing the dumbfounded middle-aged man back two steps, Halbara held the Tokarev TT-33 pistol in front of the middle-aged man's eyes. I didn't see how Halbara's fingers moved, but in the blink of an eye, the Tokarev TT-33 pistol had been disassembled by Halbara into parts and fell to the floor with a clang.

Coughing lightly, Tang Guoming also slowly stood up, walked out of the iron cage with the support of Pan Guan, and said to the middle-aged man with a stunned look on his face: "We have no malicious intent, but we do need some medical supplies, as well as food and drinking water. Otherwise...... I'm not sure we'll make it to our destination! ”

also stood up tremblingly, and Bao Lei also slowly walked out of the iron cage with Fu Xiaofei's support. Perhaps because of excessive blood loss, Bao Lei stumbled at the moment he stepped out of the iron cage, and the whole person completely threw himself on the bulkhead of the submarine covered with various pipelines.

Busy helping Bao Lei, who couldn't stand on his feet at all, Fu Xiaofei also looked at the middle-aged strong man who was a little overwhelmed with a frightened face: "He needs to use your medical room, it's best to find a special doctor to take a look at his injuries......."

Before Fu Xiaofei could finish speaking, an unusually hoarse voice had already sounded at the other hatch beside Halbara and the others: "I can also provide you with some bullets specially used to clean up the troublemakers!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the automatic rifle pulling the bolt was already piercing. The middle-aged strong man who was originally standing beside Halbara also slipped behind the hatch when the automatic rifle pulled the bolt and skillfully closed the hatch.

Turning his head to look at the two middle-aged strong men holding automatic rifles staring at him, Tang Guoming gently pushed away Pan Guan, who was holding him: "It seems that the person who can call the shots is here?" ”

The hoarse voice sounded again from behind the two middle-aged strong men armed with automatic rifles: "Get back to your special cabin!" Otherwise I wouldn't mind canceling the deal! ”

After pacing a few steps in the direction where the voice came from, Tang Guoming appropriately used his body to cover the fierce gaze of two middle-aged strong men armed with automatic rifles: "I said it - give us medical supplies, food and drinking water, otherwise...... We are all perished! ”

As if hearing an extremely funny joke, the hoarse laughter that sounded like metal rubbing against each other suddenly sounded from behind the hatch: "Hahahaha...... Fight like Kilkenny cats? It's up to you? ”

Slowly turning to the side, Tang Guoming raised his hand and pointed at the position that Fang Cai Bao Lei had touched when he fell on the bulkhead pipeline: "Fifty grams of high explosives, trigger and remote control dual detonation mode." This explosive yield would certainly not be enough to blow through the bulkhead of the submarine, but it would destroy several of the main pipelines. Your submarine operators are not fully staffed, and even if all of them come over for combat damage management, you will not be able to clean up the situation in a short period of time. So ......."

Still didn't wait for Tang Guoming to finish speaking, the hoarse voice was already roaring in Russian extremely violently: "No one can choke Vekias's throat!" ”

With a slight frown, Tang Guoming almost subconsciously whispered in Russian: "No one can cover the eyes of the ascetic!" ”

As if he didn't expect Tang Guoming to say this sentence in Russian, where his accent was quite standard, after a moment of silence, an old man with a white beard poked out half of his head from the hatch: "How do you know the motto of the St. Nicholas training camp?" ”

Tang Guoming: "I once had the privilege of visiting the St. Nicholas Training Camp! ”

With a muffled snort, the old man with white hair suddenly slipped in nimbly through the hatch and stood firmly between two middle-aged men armed with automatic rifles: "When did you go to St. Nicholas Training Camp for the Hajj?" ”

Looking at the white bearded old man's naked upper body with dense scars, Tang Guoming responded in a harmonious voice: "It was almost ten years ago!" ”

A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, and the old man with white hair shook his head heavily: "Ten years ago? I'm afraid you're the last pilgrim in St. Nicholas' training camp! Right now...... There is no more, St. Nicholas training camp, there is no more! ”

Reaching out and patting his chest gently, Tang Guoming responded in a harmonious voice: "In the hearts of true Russians, Vykias and ascetics will never leave!" Without St. Nicholas' training camp, there are naturally other training camps springing up! As the ascetics St. Georgius and Vecchias St. André said, even if the temple does not exist, the spirit of the gods will always remain in the heart! ”

Staring at Tang Guoming's eyes, the old man with white hair was like an elderly lion, carefully examining the same kind of people who had rashly entered his territory. After a long while, the old man with white hair let out a long breath, stretched out his hand and pressed the barrel of the automatic rifle pointed at Tang Guoming and the others by the two middle-aged strong men beside him: "We only have vodka, black bread and pickled cucumbers, which can fill your stomachs, but cannot treat your injuries!" ”

Without waiting for Tang Guoming to answer, Harbara, who was standing behind Tang Guoming, slammed the conversation: "For real men, wine is medicine!" ”