Chapter 9: Gunshots in the middle of the night

On the night of the unbearable heat of Burma, Chen Lang, who was lying in the room that Su Ang had arranged for him, had been thinking about how to contact him, and at this time he had a very bad premonition, although it had been going according to the plan.

But the old wolf who came with him suddenly said that he had changed tasks with him, and the Action Department of the Enzhong Group, which had not mentioned it at all in the early stage, was also involved.

And the most important thing is that what does Liu Wanxi, the current head of Enzhong Group, suddenly call him? He suspects that something is wrong with him? Or is it just speculation?

If this is the case, then Chen Lang's current situation is very embarrassing, because the old wolf is the existence of the pure self-purification, but he can't do it, he is a ghost, and he has been inserted into the Enzhong Group by the Eastern Peace Zone Security Division, in order to find out the illegal activities of the Enzhong Group and then have a chance to catch it all.

But now that I am in the base camp of the most dangerous forces in Burma, how to contact the outside world to tell them about the changes here, and how to let myself retreat has become the biggest problem.

Just when Chen Lang's thoughts were very confused and tossing and turning, there was a sudden explosion from outside the window......

"Hyperactive ......"

"Over there......"

"Come on, someone's going to break through!"

The sudden sound of gunfire accompanied by the noise of the local dialect kept ringing out!

Chen Lang instantly bounced up from a carp on the bed, reached out from under the pillow and pulled out the sound he was carrying, and then scolded: "Damn, I know that Su Ang is an old barren and thin lamp, and I am talking about it catchily there, this alliance army that stepped on the horse will give you all the pants that have been lost, you are still towering, you are towering, you are grandma, grandchildren, you are ......"

Chen Lang, who was scolding, was actually not sure what was going on outside, so he could only move quickly to the door.

Chen Lang put his ear to the door, carefully listening to the shouts outside and the sporadic gunshots, wanting to analyze the situation at that time, at this time, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps at the door, and then Chen Lang squinted his eyes and reached out on the doorknob.

Inside the hallway, a panicked figure kept reaching out and pushing every closed door, pressing the doorknob frantically and then running towards the next room when he found that the door could not be opened.

"Click......" Suddenly a door was opened, and a somewhat panicked figure stepped in in surprise, and then quickly turned around and closed the door.

"Don't move...... Don't move......" Chen Lang's voice came from behind the figure, and then the cold barrel of the gun directly hit the back of the figure's head.

"Is it too dark to go the wrong way, friend?"

The figure's body froze instantly, and a pair of large bright eyes carried a look of despair in the darkness.

Chen Lang saw that the figure did not move, reached out and put it on his shoulder, and dragged the figure in front of him, and then slammed his body, but found that the woman standing in front of him was actually a woman looking at him with tears on her face.

"Please, help me...... Help me! I'll give you all this money, help me, please don't let them take me back, please! The woman looked at Chen Lang and suddenly knelt in front of Chen Lang with a small box in both hands, and then kept pleading softly.

"Ran through here!"

"Get in!"

In front of the door of the small second floor where Chen Lang was, Su Ang's adjutant Chen Wenji ran inside with a large group of people and horses.

The woman, who obviously heard the voice outside, didn't have any reaction from Chen Lang, and directly reached out and opened the small box she was holding.

"? This is ......" Chen Lang lowered his head and glanced at the contents of the small box by the moonlight, and immediately froze in place.

A small box contains a lot of small crystals that emit dazzling light, diamonds! A small box full of raw diamonds......

What made Chen Lang's heart even more exciting was that there was a rectangular metal block faintly underneath these small diamonds.

"Please, take me away, I'll give you all these things!" The obviously anxious woman began to cry and quickly pleaded with Chen Lang in Mandarin.

The sound of footsteps in the corridor began to gradually get louder, and Chen Lang stared at the metal block in the box at this time, gritted his teeth and started a mental struggle.

"Kick the door......" Chen Wenji in the corridor shouted with his hands behind his back, and the soldiers around him immediately kicked towards the door of the guest room one by one like crazy, and as the doors of one room after another were kicked open, Chen Wenji's expressionless face began to become gradually gloomy.

"Report! No one! ”

"Report! Nobody ......"

After the soldiers' replies came, Chen Wenji immediately turned around and strode out of the small second floor of the guest room, squinting and looking in the direction of the gate of the cottage.

A few minutes later, Su Ang sat expressionlessly in his office in silk pajamas, listening to Chen Wenji's report.

"General, a meat sheep is gone, and there is ...... who disappeared along with it And the boxes in your office......" Chen Wenji lowered her head and said in a trembling voice.

"Let people block all exits and routes!" Su Ang was already old, but his eyes were still sharp, and he instantly shouted murderously.

"I've made it a general...... Do you want to tell the Enzhong Group about this? ”

"Huh?" Su Ang raised his eyebrows and looked directly at Chen Wenji.

Chen Lang...... Chen Lang is also gone! Chen Wenji stammered.

"Bang!"

After Su Ang overturned the table, he pointed at Chen Wenji and shouted, "Dig three feet into the ground, I also want to see things......"

Chen Wenji turned around with sweat on her forehead and quickly left Su Ang's face.

In the dense primeval jungle of Myanmar Pass, Chen Lang carried a small box with one hand, and dragged the woman who suddenly appeared with the other hand to run wildly, and the various plants and branches in the jungle left red marks one after another on the bodies of the two people, and the unbearable stinging sensation spread all over the body after the sweat flowed.

After the two of them ran for a while, the woman suddenly fell to the ground with a soft foot, and Chen Lang was also implicated by the woman and stopped after stumbling for a while, Chen Lang gasped heavily, and then sat on the ground.

A man and a woman don't know each other, but at this time they are staring at each other in the dense jungle.

"Take a breath and hurry up, otherwise the people on Su Ang's side will be able to lock the forest in no more than five minutes so that we can't get out, can you understand what I said?" Chen Lang stretched out his hand and wiped his face, and then said to the woman.

"I can't run...... I can't run...... My feet hurt! The woman gritted her teeth and sobbed quietly.

Chen Lang looked at the woman with some irritation, at this time he had the opportunity to take a serious look at this companion who ran out together temporarily, the woman was an authentic Burmese face, although the appearance of the cloak looked embarrassed, but it couldn't stop the woman's beautiful face, the clothes on her body were a little ragged, and the shoes without shoes looked like they were injured and bleeding because of the reason they ran away just now.

Chen Lang shook his neck helplessly, then stood up and came to the woman's side, reached out and tore off the two sleeves of his coat, and then squatted down and began to bandage the woman's feet.

"It's going to be a while, it's good to be in a safe place!" Chen Lang said softly.

"Rustling ......" Suddenly the sound of plants being scraped by people came, and Chen Lang's pupils instantly shrank.

"Let's go!" Chen Lang shouted at the woman who was still looking at his feet in a daze, and then half-squatted on the ground, turned around directly, pulled out the sound in his hand, and collapsed.

"Bang ......"

"Kang!"

A series of gunshots calmed down after Chen Langlisuo's shot.

"Puff ......" a figure fell from behind a tree to the ground.

"Over here!"

"Chasing ......"

Before Chen Lang had a chance to breathe, shouts immediately came from the woods.

"Hurry up...... Chen Lang quickly stood up and inserted the gun in his hand into his waist, carrying a small box in his right hand, and pulling the woman who was stunned in place with his left hand and ran again.

Just when Chen Lang dragged the woman and kept running, in a conspicuous position on the high ground in the distance, the old wolf smiled and held the luminous telescope in his hand and locked Chen Lang's position.

"The handsome man is a lot, where to go, this little girl, you are a lot of scourges......" The old wolf chewed gum in his mouth and teased, then reached out and pulled his hair, tied his hair tightly with the head rope on his wrist, and then jumped directly from the high ground, full of explosive legs, and kept briefly kicking on the stone, and then he used his strength again to rush towards the woods.

The old wolf clearly knew that his current self was an excluded target, so no one knew about his existence.

After running fast for a while, the old wolf breathed steadily, squatted on the ground, held his breath, and listened carefully.

"Rustle..."

Listening to the faint but rapid sound of footsteps, the old wolf pressed one hand to the side of his combat boot.

"Surround the outside of the woods, they're going to get out of the woods," one could tell from the shouting that it was a leader who kept saying to the people around him.

The old wolf squatted on the ground like an ordinary stone statue, as if it was one with the environment.

Five meters, three meters...

As the footsteps approached, the old wolf suddenly moved, and suddenly appeared in front of the squad leader who had just shouted.

"Huh?" The local man carrying the semi-automatic felt that his eyes were dark, and his hand subconsciously lifted up.

The old wolf quickly pressed the man's wrist with one hand, and his right hand shook at the same time, and in an instant, a dagger specially smeared with non-reflective paint in his hand slashed across the man's neck...

The man's pupils instantly dilated and threw away the semi-automatic in his hand, covering his neck with both hands, trying in vain to stop the blood that kept coming out and gradually increased!