Chapter 1155 The answer that is about to come out

"That's really interesting, tell me who you are, right?" Wang Liang looked at Muller with a smile, if he suddenly attacked at this moment, Wang Liang would have no power to fight back.

Mueller no longer prevaricated, and generously admitted: "I'm afraid you've already thought of it, yes, I was hired by the Japanese, and the employer offered a lot of money, just kill you, and I can get the money." You have traveled all over the world and have been exposed to many new things, you must have heard of the existence of such a person, mercenaries, I am a mercenary. ”

Mercenaries are a special class of troops that fight for money.

From barbarians in the armies of ancient Rome to European prisoners exiled to Africa during the post-colonial era, mercenaries have long been seen as a rabble who "want money rather than die".

In the nineties of the twentieth century, this industry became famous, and now when he hears about the three mercenaries, Wang Liang feels quite fresh.

Mercenaries have no faith, whoever pays will die for whomever they want, and where there is war, there will be mercenaries, known as war brokers.

This also made Wang Liang suddenly realize, no wonder this guy Mueller was so fanatical in the battle just now, it turned out to be a mercenary!

"Then I don't understand, since the purpose is to kill me, then you should have a lot of opportunities, why don't you do it for a long time, do you have to wait until now?" The only thing Wang Liang can't understand is this, even if Mueller kills himself now, can the Americans let him go?

"The reason is simple...... "Mueller was about to explain why, when American shells came in, and the conversation was interrupted.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

"Boss, the Yankees are attacking again!" The lightly wounded fighter ran over to report.

"Damn, are Americans night owls now? It's all well hidden, we don't have enough bullets, wait until the enemy gets closer, and try to get some ammunition from them. Wang Liang glanced at Mueller, and saw that this guy didn't mean to turn his face at all, and he also put this matter behind him for the time being, and resisting this wave of attacks by the US army was the top priority.

According to time calculations, the detachment led by Li Yuanfang and Xu Chengye should have finished doing things in the camp in the rear of the US army, so Wang Liang can lead his troops to break through at this moment, but the embarrassing thing is that he does not have the conditions to break through at all.

Two were seriously injured, four were lightly injured, Wang Liang's stomach was also shattered by shrapnel, and the bullets could be counted with a broken finger, and the US-South Korean coalition forces had at least 1,000 people lying dormant around.

Even if you want to break through, you have more than enough heart but not enough strength.

Seeing that Wang Liang was about to get up, Mueller stepped forward to stop him and said, "Don't move, the blood from the wound has finally stopped, rest for a while, and I will deal with this wave of attacks." ”

"Why are you helping me?" Wang Liang couldn't help but ask.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, solve the current problem, and talk about it after you have a life or run out!" Mueller Road.

"Okay, but you have to be careful, since the Americans chose to attack at night, they must be equipped with individual night vision devices." Wang Liang admonished.

"Don't worry, maybe my command ability is not as good as yours, but I must have experienced more wars than you, and the American infantry is a shrimp soldier and crab general in my eyes." Mueller smiled confidently, and disappeared from Wang Liang's sight with a gun.

Wang Liang sighed, Mueller had personally admitted that he was hired by the Japanese to assassinate him, then this person must be Morita Shigeru, the only thing that people can't figure out is why he wants to help himself, there is no clue, Wang Liang simply didn't want to, because of too much blood loss, a burst of dizziness in front of his eyes, coupled with the pain in his abdomen, his eyes gradually blurred.

When he woke up again, Wang Liang found that he was lying on a bed, and when he looked around, it looked like a hospital ward, with a white theme and a red cross printed on it.

Captured?

This was Wang Liang's first thought, he sat up all of a sudden, and became a prisoner? You can't do this kind of undignified thing in death, you have to resist!

But when Wang Liang heard the familiar language in the corridor, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's Chinese!

The door to the ward was pushed open, and it was Xu Chengye and Li Yuanfang who entered, and Mueller followed.

"Chief, we have completed the task you assigned!" Xu Chengye and Li Yuanfang had smiles on their faces, and the two reported after saluting the military salute.

"Good, very good, you guys have worked hard." Wang Liang nodded, and then asked, "Has the Volunteer Army entered the court?" ”

"Yes, but at the moment only a small part of the volunteers have entered North Korea, and the large army will arrive later." Xu Chengye replied.

"Alright, you two go out first, I have a few words to say to Mueller." confirmed his judgment and learned that the volunteers had entered North Korea, Wang Liang felt that he had the bottom in his heart, and the motherland was behind him, and his waist could be stiffened.

Xu Chengye and Li Yuanfang exited the ward and closed the door at the same time.

Now only Wang Liang and Muller are left in the room, and the atmosphere seems to be a little quiet.

Wang Liang is sure that Mueller has no intention of killing himself at all, on the contrary, this guy has been deliberately protecting himself.

Until he entered the operating room, although he had fallen into a coma, Wang Liang was still able to vaguely perceive the things around him, and he knew that it was Mueller who carried him out.

"Now it's time to tell me why you're helping me, right?" Wang Liang looked at Mueller and said.

"Do you remember this?" Muller did not answer Wang Liang's question directly, but took out a small notebook from his pocket and placed it next to the bed.

Wang Liang glanced at it, it seemed to be a document, maybe this is Mueller's identity certificate, the answer is inside.

Reaching out and picking up this document, I don't know why, Wang Liang always felt that this thing was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

When I opened the ID, there was a yellowed white paper, apparently some years old.

The photo on it has also become blurry, but no matter how you look at it, the person in the photo is not Mueller, because it is clearly a woman with long hair.

Familiar, too familiar!

Wang Liang could almost conclude that this document was made by himself, but he couldn't remember when, where, or under what circumstances it was made, although he had always boasted of his excellent memory.

As the years passed, the handwriting on the document became illegible, and it was like a nonsensical case, difficult to recall.