At nightfall, Shen Heng and Zhang Zongheng arrived at their destination, the town of Kishalie. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Now we have to arrest some people for interrogation, otherwise there is no other way." Zhang Zongheng admonished him.

The people of this region have the typical characteristics of the Nanyang people, they are easily recognizable by their appearance, and they are wary of the outside world, so they should not be approached in peace and security unless they are guided.

Shen Heng was noncommittal, for this kind of special task, I believe that Zhang Zongheng has more contact, who called his parents both serious soldiers who participated in the war?

Zhang Zongheng rushed in front, Shen Heng followed unhurriedly, no one noticed their existence, only sensing a gust of wind, allowing them to easily break through the heavily guarded town on the surface and enter inside.

Zhang Zongheng said less and less, and replied with more customary gestures, believing that Shen Heng could cooperate well with him until they entered a gorgeous private house.

From what they had just observed, they noticed that a man who looked like an officer had stepped out of the town camp and had slipped headlong into the house without any one to protect him.

It took less than half a minute for them to capture a man and a woman in the room, the woman was stunned, the man was tied to a chair, and the following steps should have been interrogated.

"Old Shen, I'm going to start interrogating." Zhang Zongheng nodded at him and took out the language translation device prepared in advance, "Report your name and your identity in the Lancang Commune?" ”

The short middle-aged man on the opposite side gradually woke up, and saw two strangers standing in front of him, and his mistress fell unconscious, struggling, trying to scream, but did not give in.

"No matter what you call it, it's useless." Shen Heng stepped forward and with a slight wave, a rare vacuum isolation zone formed around the middle-aged man, hindering the transmission of sound.

"Or do you like something else?" There was no effort to waste time, but they stayed in the enemy's base camp, and no one knew if there was any danger waiting for them, so Shen Heng had to continue to attack.

Deprive!

Shen Heng launched this rare ability and skill, and suddenly the vacuum isolation belt was closed layer by layer, and the middle-aged man gradually felt suffocated, but no matter how he shouted, it turned out that no sound came out, he grew his mouth, and his eyes showed a look of despair.

"Okay, now it's time to be honest, right? Or do you think this bit of information isn't enough for your life? ”

"Yes, yes, I said" Suddenly discapacing, the middle-aged man already knew that this group of people were not good people, so he had to choose to answer, he called himself Kemoyen, a captain in the Lancang commune, in charge of about 30 soldiers.

"Oh, there's still a bit of status, so you should know the secrets of the dissidents." After listening to these Shen Heng judgments, Zhang Zongheng on the other end asked, "Six days ago, did Suo Xing come to you and take anything with him?" Don't think I don't know, aren't your weapons all relics from the relics he gave you? And are there a lot of people who died? ”

Zhang Zongheng said, throwing a few printed photos to him, the fat man on it is Suo Xing in his mouth, one of the subordinates of the dissident, is a named arms smuggling dealer, and in another photo, I saw a bunch of human corpses in an unknown place, due to the heat and the long time, it has already been **, it can still be seen that they definitely did not die because of the hot weapon, and all of them are local villagers.

When "I" saw the photo, Kemoyen knew that he had to tell those secrets, the secrets were very important, and everyone in the organization was required to keep them secrets, and there were many people who knew about them, up to hundreds, how could they suspect him?

"Yes, I've seen him, he's our collaborator, I don't know what he's done here, he's never liked us to be around him, but I know that the place where the photo was taken was deep in the Truong Son mountain range, and Suo Xing asked our people to help him dig something, probably near a mountain village called Ah Ming in the far east."

"That's it!" Zhang Zongheng knew that they had asked for a lot of clues, and knew that there was no point in staying, unless they were interested in fighting the locals, so he hurriedly knocked Kemoien unconscious with a punch, and the two slipped out again.

The next day, after finding a place to rest, they set foot in the village of Amin mentioned by Kemoyen, 16 kilometers northeast of the town, in a very remote location, near the border between Vietnam and Laos.

But when they arrived, they found that the entire village was long gone, full of traces of fire, and the place where the pile of corpses had been located was empty.

"These bastards, they've destroyed the evidence." Zhang Zongheng knew that they were late, so he punched the ground, and the mud splashed suddenly.

"You also have to see the benefits, which means that we can search for them without interruption, and they are all gone, and I don't believe that they will leave no traces." Shen Heng was full of confidence, he thought that when he arrived here, he would definitely be handled by the Lancang Commune, but he didn't expect to see such a scene.

He walked around, no matter how much he destroyed the evidence, he could still smell the tragic situation that happened here a few days ago, whether it was the smell of charcoal burning in the building, or the smell of grease emitted by the fire of the human body, not to mention that the people here should be the people under the Lancang Commune, and it was completely beyond his acceptable bottom line to be treated like this.

Shen Heng quickly found the electromagnetic rifles scattered in the corner, "Hey, have you run out of bullets and energy?" "He picks it up and throws it back on the ground, he doesn't need to pick up waste.

As he entered, the ruins of the village that had been built on the mountain, and after walking through the dense forest, he saw a ridge that was not high in front of him and a "hole" buried by layers of broken rock.

"This should be it, what the hell are they doing in there?" Since it was still impossible to determine whether this was the entrance of the cave or something else, the only thing that was certain was that the rock must have been blown up in the last few days, so Shen Heng had no choice but to make this decision.

Zhang Zongheng hurriedly walked up and tried to move away the pieces of rubble, although the way to rely on human flesh is good, Shen Heng has a faster way, that is, meow.

A few minutes later, Meow had blasted a hole several meters wide and high, five or six meters long in front of him, and it was conceivable that if it was all by manpower, at least dozens of tons of rocks would have to be moved.

"This pet is pretty good." Zhang Zongheng couldn't compare, he didn't know what meow meow meant, and what kind of value it had, so he could only praise a few words.

They then went into the cave that they had managed to find, thinking that the Lancang Commune had fortunately not done much to cover up, allowing them to find it so quickly.

They turned on a separate night vision device to look around, behind the entrance of the cave first a wide and long road like a mine, about 200 meters long, all the way to the depths of the mountain, gradually going inside, only to find some gadgets scattered on the ground, squatting down to pick up will find that it is a relic, and it is not a weapon, it is some fragmented part of the relic, not only that, but he also smells blood, could it be that the place where a large number of people died a few days ago is actually here, and then it was moved outside?

They cautiously walked to the innermost, and finally the world in front of them suddenly changed, and a huge dome space with a height of hundreds of meters appeared in front of them, and there was nothing in it right now.

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