Sticking the armband issued by OAOA above his right arm, Gu Zhenyang walked slowly to the front of the office building. It was the first time he had taken a closer look at the inner workings of the chemical plant.

Team Alpha was to live directly behind the office building, separated by three buildings, one large, two small, and two wide roads. The view is very open and unobstructed.

If action is to be taken, both Alpha Team Humvees must be driven in front of the building to make a smooth retreat.

"Mr. Nakamura!"

When he walked to the door of the building, Gu Zhenyang was stopped. Gu Zhenyang didn't look back, because in front of him, a person who he and the Alpha team had been dreaming of for the past few days appeared, and Ren Jie, the only hostage from country C in the hands of OAOA, was currently in the hands of OAOA.

Gu Zhenyang squinted his eyes, and several terrorists were driving six prisoners in handcuffs and shackles and orange prison uniforms out of the office building.

"Why, Mr. Nakamura is also interested in these people?" Mahmoud walked over from behind, stood next to Gu Zhenyang and said.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Gu Zhenyang did not answer Mahmood's question directly: "Just call me Zhongcun, I am just a warrior who follows the teachings of the Lord and fights for the Lord." ”

Gu Zhenyang's answer made Mahmoud more and more satisfied. He pointed to the prisoners in orange uniforms and said, "These prisoners are our greatest asset. Through them, we will let all the pagans know the power of the great Asti Mors! Let them fear, and then we will conquer them! ”

As he spoke, Mahmoud made a gesture of decapitation. Gu Zhenyang nodded and said, "This is a very correct choice, the believers of the Lord will never give in." ”

Watching the hostages walk past one by one, Gu Zhenyang tried his best to suppress the idea of pulling out a pistol and snatching people directly, his fingers loosened and clenched, but he asked curiously on his face: "What is this taking them for?" ”

Mahmoud pointed to the hostages in the distance and said quickly: "Mock execution, my brother. In order to keep these poor creatures from weeping bitterly when they were executed, we pulled them out every few days. Tell them first each time that they are not going to die, we are just to warn their country. Eventually, they will be released. ”

"But they're all going to die in the end! All heretics deserve to die! If you're interested, you can go and watch, poor cowardly creatures. With that, Mahmoud grinned. In Gu Zhenyang's eyes, his grinning mouth was like a devil's smile.

This was exactly what Gu Zhenyang wanted, so Gu Zhenyang drew an inverted cross on his chest and said, "It's exactly what I want, can I make them wait?" My brethren and I also wanted to see the pagans weeping bitterly. ”

Mahmoud pretended to complain angrily: "Of course. ”

Greeting the terrorists escorting the prisoners, Mahmoud walked over and said a few words of the local dialect and shouted to Gu Zhenyang: "Let your people come together!" ”

Infiltrating as a mercenary naturally has the disadvantage of sneaking in, and the price is that after getting off at the place of execution, Gu Zhenyang and they can't get out of the car with their main weapon now.

The Alpha Squad plus Gu Zhenyang's eight people, with just a few small pistols, could not snatch people from the hands of more than 20 terrorists around.

When he got out of the car, the bayonet came down from the back door of the Humvee, went around Gu Zhenyang's ear and said in an undetectable voice: "Do you want to act." ”

Gu Zhenyang just shook his head slightly, it should just be a mock execution. They are still some distance away from the hostages, and now in a fierce fight, more than 20 enemies, except for a few terrorists who are simulated executions without rifles, all the rest of the terrorists have an AKU in their hands.

Naturally, the Alpha squad is not afraid of death, and in order to protect the citizens of the Motherland, they are willing to gamble everything!

Gu Zhenyang scruples that as long as there is only one terrorist with a gun and a sweep around the hostages after the fight, then the Alpha team is making meaningless sacrifices.

Several terrorists set up a video camera about 5 meters in front of the hostages, and they shouted at each other in a dialect that Gu Zhenyang did not understand, and a masked terrorist in British English made all the hostages kneel in English.

Gu Zhenyang and the alpha team watched silently not far away, the blood in the bodies of the eight sturdy men was already boiling, and their targets, as well as those kidnapped innocents, were in front of their eyes.

Including Gu Zhenyang, everyone unconsciously lowered their hands to their sides and placed them in the position where it was easiest to draw their guns. Eyes fixed on every terrorist present. If they find out that there is even the slightest mistake, if it is a real execution, they will fight with their lives.

A simple altar and a portrait of Asty Mors were placed behind the hostages, and the British English-speaking terrorist put a black hood on his head, walked up to the camera, turned his back to the hostage and the statue of Asty Morles, and whispered to the camera.

"To the people of the country where these hostages are located! Your ZF made the same foolish decision to follow Country A against the Holy Kingdom of Asti Mors. Now you have 72 hours to put pressure on your ZF. Urge your ZF to make an informed decision. For a payment of 200,000,000,000 Eagle dollars, we will release one of your designated hostages. Otherwise, the gun in my hand will be your nightmare. ”

After recording this paragraph, the matter was not over, he took a Glock pistol from the holster under his armpit and walked back behind the hostage, and five more terrorists stepped forward with hoods, each pulling out a pistol and holding it to the back of the hostage's head.

The hostages were forced to form a ring around the altar of Asti Mors, everyone's passports were handed to them, and a terrorist, armed with a video camera, began filming each hostage's last words.

At first, I started with a hostage from country A, and I saw him holding his passport and began to state his last words, speaking slowly and calmly, as if he was not talking about himself.

"To my beloved parents: leave me some dignity and don't accept any compensation for the last nail in my coffin from the recent airstrike on YLK. I wish I had more time, I wish I could regain my freedom and reunite with my family, but the ship has sunk......"

The bayonet felt that something was wrong, and said softly and hurriedly: "These hostages are too calm, could it be fake?" ”

"No, Mahmoud said that they would simulate this method of execution every few days, and the hostages' nerves were numb. They don't even know when they're going to die. In addition, I suspect that they fed the hostages large quantities of opium or tranquilizers. ”

Gu Zhenyang said in a low voice, based on what Mahmoud said just now, this time it should be a mock execution. At least so far, Gu Zhenyang could tell that the pistols were not loaded.

Mahmoud walked over to the Alpha team, smiled and patted Gu Zhenyang's shoulder and said, "Brother Zhongcun, are you interested in participating?" ”

"Huh?" Gu Zhenyang didn't react at first, but he quickly adjusted his state and said extremely fanatically: "You allow a new believer like me to participate in this great lord's sacrifice?" I'm so ......."

"The great Lord is always merciful and forgiving to His followers, and He never skimps on His rewards." Mahmoud patted Gu Zhenyang encouragingly and led him to the front. whispered a few words to a terrorist in a black hood.

The terrorist took off his hood, revealing a bearded face, said a few words of encouragement to Gu Zhenyang, and stepped aside.

"Take this pistol, and after you have truly sacrificed the blood of the infidels for the great Astimores, we will be true brethren!" Mahmoud took out his pistol from the holster, pulled the holster, and handed it to Gu Zhenyang.

The louder he spoke, the more terrorists around him frantically shouted in the local dialect. I can't understand anything else, but Gu Zhenyang can still distinguish the pronunciation of Asti Morles.

But as soon as the pistol was in his hands, Gu Zhenyang's heart trembled. This is a civilian version of M1911, this pistol Gu Zhenyang doesn't know how many times he has used it, and he can know if there are any bullets in the gun as soon as he starts to weigh it.

This gun is with live ammunition!! What to do, Gu Zhenyang's mind is now in a mess. For the sake of the task, he can do whatever it takes, even if it is to give his own life without the slightest hesitation.

In the face of those murderous or unkind enemies or superiors, he will not have the slightest mercy in his heart, but he has never killed innocents indiscriminately!

And right now, because of his infiltration plan, he is now holding a loaded pistol, and the person kneeling in front of him is not his mission target, but he is also an innocent hostage! What to do?! What to do?! At this time, his hands that had been stained with blood were also trembling slightly.

"What's wrong? My brother?! Mahmoud stepped forward and asked, looking concerned, but his right hand behind his back gestured to the terrorists, and the muzzles of the OAOA terrorists were raised, aiming at the Alpha Squad. The atmosphere in the air suddenly became extremely tense.

What to do with your own brother on one side and innocent hostages on the other!