Chapter 666: Burning the Green Valley
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Lorraine smiled and said to Hagen very firmly, "They're going to be violent." ”
Heigen was startled, and he was scared in his heart, what are the workers below, Heigen knows very well in his heart that the laborers who have been brutally oppressed have long been a huge burst crystal, which can explode with a bang.
Lorraine smiled, put away the drawings as she wished, and carefully put them in his pocket, one by one, the drawings that were more valuable than treasures.
Move it twice more, bouncing around in place, making sure the drawings are put away and won't be dropped or scattered in the middle of the action.
Then he patted the drawings in his pocket, hummed with satisfaction, and turned around to leave.
Hagen whispered angrily, "What are you doing, why didn't you let me go?"
Lorraine froze for a moment, then turned his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I was just a little overjoyed. Forget about you. ”
He turned, walked back again, came to Hakine, and leaned over to look at him.
Heigen snorted coldly at the moment, secretly happy in his heart, thinking that all along, his cooperation had made Lorraine paralyzed.
He moved his wrist slightly, intending to wait for Lorraine to circle behind him, and as soon as he untied himself, he would be taken by surprise and knock the other party to the ground.
Kurogen is still very confident in his skills, if it weren't for this white-faced shameless drugging, ten of him would not be his opponents, as long as there are five seconds, no, as long as one second of opportunity, it is enough
In this way, not only can the confidential blueprints of the war fortress be recaptured, but this ace spy sent by the Holy See can be captured in one fell swoop, making a great achievement. As long as you can catch this guy and send it to the ** division, I'm not afraid that he won't confess.
Kurogen is secretly powering, ready to see the opportunity to strike a success.
But then he saw that Lorraine had not come to untie the rope for himself, but turned and walked to the table next to him, pulled out a pen and paper, and lowered his head to write something.
Kurakan couldn't help but say in a lost voice, "What are you doing?"
Lorraine glanced up at him and said with a smile: "There's nothing left, it's just a fate."
One that proves that you have renounced the darkness of all evil, that you have broken with the evil Semites in righteousness, and that you have resolutely surrendered to the light. Now the informants are all popular with this kind of thing.
You also know that if I don't do one, I won't be able to keep up with the times. ”
Then, Lorraine grinned at Kurogen and said, "You said yes or no." ”
Kurogen was frightened for a moment, and he felt a cool air pouring from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and the cold hairs on his body stood up.
This hooligan does things without revealing a drop of water, which is directly pushing himself to a dead end, but it is really ruthless
Lorraine wrote a few more sentences at the moment, read them twice from beginning to end, and looked at the words on them, although they were crooked, they were only a little stronger than Leo's stinky words, but they could see clearly what was written, and nodded with satisfaction at the moment.
Then he took the ink next to him, and then turned it back again.
He looked at Heigen clenching his hands, his fists clenched tightly, unwilling to stretch out his fingers, and sighed at the moment: "Lord Heigen, be a spy...... Well, no, being a spy is a promising job. We have a high salary, good benefits, and good salary, as long as you work hard, a car, a house, a yacht, and a beautiful female secretary with big breasts and round butts. If the table xiàn outstanding, also once two.
How many people are crying and shouting that they want to do it, and we don't want it. Good things come to the door, how can you be so uncooperative?"
Heigen snorted coldly, turned his head away from Lorraine, and still didn't say a word.
Lorraine said: "If you are like this, I have no other way, only one person left." When the time comes, when you are beheaded by the whole house, don't forget to give me a postcard, and when the time comes, I will send someone to bring you two bowls of Zhuangxing wine to commemorate your knowledge of hell, and it is not in vain that you will send me the drawings of the war fortress, such a confidential thing.
You know, we've been thinking about it for a thousand years. ”
Heigen said angrily: "What I sent you, it's obvious that you tortured to extract a confession......"
Lorraine shrugged his shoulders and said, "Whatever." Anyway, it's not me who is going to be raided. Okay, I'm leaving today, anyway, with this drawing at the bottom, I'm a big achievement. But you're miserable, alas...... Goodbye friend, I will not forget your exploits. ”
As he spoke, he turned around and walked out the door.
Kuone looked at his back, a look of pain in his eyes.
The Semitic people have been educated to be loyal to their families, to the Dark Council, and to the High Priest of the Dead......
At this point, there is no difference between the Semitic and the ruffians of the Holy Light 6.
And betraying them is an extremely incredible thing, and even ordinary people don't even think about it.
But if he doesn't, then the young ruffian will turn around and spread all over the world that he has betrayed the confidential drawings......
No, not even with him.
As soon as someone comes in tomorrow and sees themselves tied to a chair, a little check will tell that the confidential drawings have been stolen. The war fortress has always been a powerful strategic weapon for the Semitic people to lead the human race, and once it is mastered by the human race, the Semitic people lose this strategic advantage, and the result is far from what he Hagen can afford.
Under the wrath of the Dark Council, no matter how big the world is, it can't tolerate one of its own hands, waiting for itself to be wiped out, executed by the most cruel criminal law, and even the soul will be drained by the necromancers and tormented forever.
Loyalty and interests, ideals and reality. There is a huge gap in between.
Although Kuone is rude, at this time, it is also a war between heaven and man, and his brain is turning sharply.
He watched as Lorraine gathered up his plates and utensils, and then walked towards the door. If you don't say anything, it's too late, and a hint of fierceness flashed in your eyes at the moment.
He thought desperately: Anyway, he will die in the end, it is better to delay for a while. If the Dark Council doesn't show up, maybe it will end up with a good end. It's better to die than to live.
Thinking of this, Kurogen gritted his teeth, and then raised his voice: "Wait a minute. I...... I press ......"
After finishing speaking, the whole person seemed to collapse and went limp.
Lorraine turned around and smiled, "That's right." ”
He walked around behind Kuone again, imprinted red ink on his hand, and then placed the piece of paper under Kuone's hand and said, "Press, press." We have always respected the rights of individuals. Never force anyone. ”
Although Kurogan couldn't see it, he also knew that the 'fatal' piece of paper was under his finger, as long as he pressed it lightly, he would be guilty of treason and defection to the enemy, even if the loss of the war fortress drawings was not exposed, this thin piece of paper would be given away, and his life would be over.
Therefore, I was conflicted in my heart, my fingers trembled, and I was reluctant to press it down.
Lorraine looked at his appearance, pressed it hard at the moment, and said, "You just press it."
As he spoke, he pressed Kurogen's fingerprint heavily on the paper, leaving a bright red fingerprint.
Kurogane's body stiffened, then he let out a long sigh and sat down abruptly.
Lorraine looked at the piece of paper, but felt that the printing was not clear enough, and for the sake of safety, he pressed Heigen's finger again and pressed it on the paper several times. Then he smiled with satisfaction, folded the piece of paper, and put it away.
At the same time, he faintly felt that this scene seemed to be somewhat familiar, and carefully smacked it, which seemed to be somewhat similar to Huang Shiren, a student in the financial industry who forced Yang Bailao, an old man who did not pay his debts, to sign Xi'er's deed of sale on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve.
Lorraine couldn't help but sigh: Is it easy for me to be a qualified hooligan? I have used all the tricks I can think of, and this qiē I have done is not all for the great cause of light, these fools of the demon clan, why do you have nothing to do to fight?
He patted Hagen on the shoulder and said with a smile: "General Hagen, welcome to the sixth division of the glorious military intelligence department. Now your code name is Forty-Seven. ”
Heigen turned his back to Lorraine and said hatefully, "You can let me go now, right?"
Lorraine smiled: "Of course. ”
He reached out and touched a nail clipper from his bosom, shoved it into his hand, and said, "You can use this to cut the strip of cloth that binds your hands." It's a little slower, but it's definitely easy to use. ”
Heigen snorted coldly and said, "What do you mean? You can't trust me? I have already done what you want me to do." ”
Lorraine smiled: "General Heigen, don't tease. We're all smart people, and now I haven't left, so I'll let you go later, and then you can ask the guards to arrest me. Then search for everything, and by that time, you will not only be able to make a great achievement, but you will also be able to be your general with a clean slate.
You want this kind of good thing in your dreams, right?"
Heigen didn't expect Lorraine to be keen, like a fire, to see through all his thoughts, and his face was like ashes at the moment, and he didn't say a word.
Lorraine shoved the scissors into his hand and said, "Just cut it quickly." If you move fast enough, you can definitely cut it by tomorrow morning.
Losing a new spy is nothing to us, but if you can't break free by tomorrow morning, you're going to be beheaded. ”
Kuraken looked at him hatefully and scolded, "You damn scoundrels"
Lorraine laughed and said mockingly, "My friend, it seems that this should not come out of the mouth of a man who will say, 'Men should be ruthless.'"
And, as a reminder, you should say that we, we damn scoundrels, don't forget jì, you're one of us now. ”
As he spoke, he patted his chest vigorously as if he were reminding.
Heigen was almost crazy, his eyes breathed fire, but he could only watch Lorraine leave, and there was nothing he could do.
Once the warning is raised at this time and the guards are alarmed, everyone will know that they have been forced to confess confidential drawings, and the words of their own name are searched from that person, and they are all mouthed, but they are not clear.
As a Semitic general, your superiors entrusted you with the task of building a war fortress, but you surrendered?
The Dark Council and the necromancers don't care if you're forced to do it or not. They are people who don't reason.
Necromancers have always looked at the results, not the process.
When facing the enemy, as a qualified dark warrior, he should rather die and fight the enemy with righteousness and awe, and must not waver in the slightest.
Otherwise, it is necessary to set the record straight with the most severe punishment, in case some latecomers will follow suit in the face of danger and cause damage to the great cause of the Semitic people.
If you defect to the enemy and betray your country because you are afraid of death, you are absolutely a coward of courage and an opportunist who has infiltrated our ranks.
Lorraine ignored the hard ideological struggle he was waging there, and instead staggered out the door.
He came to the door, closed the door tightly, then looked at the guards next to him, and immediately said, "Son, watch the door." The adults are already resting, and no one is allowed to disturb them, you know?"
The guard looked him up and down, pursed his lips, and said, "You dead cook, I still want you to teach this kind of thing? ”
As he spoke, he waved impatiently at Lorraine.
Lorraine was not angry, grinning at him, and then turned around and walked towards the back kitchen.
He came to the kitchen door and looked down, and saw that no one was paying attention, so he casually threw all the trays and tableware in his hand, anyway, it was going to be dried tonight, and they were all ready to kill people and set fires, even if they were cleaned up, what was the use?
In the corner of the kitchen, he found the night clothes he had hidden beforehand, packed all his weapons, and took two large jars of oil, and then hummed a song and walked out.
In the middle of the night, Lorraine did not encounter many guards along the way, but it was clear that the story of this grumpy cook had spread all over the world, and it was known that he was doing something for Lord Hagen.
Holding chicken feathers as arrows, he hates people as much as flies. Therefore, few people dared to embarrass him, they all turned a blind eye and directly let Lorraine pass.
Lorraine traveled unhindered and returned to the mound.
He stood on a high place and looked down, and saw that in the direction of the timber yard, the lights were dim and scarce, and it was clear that most of the lights had been extinguished for fire prevention.
Lorraine couldn't help but rejoice in her heart when she saw this: this would be more convenient for her own actions.
He tore off the outer garment, revealing the night coat inside, and tiptoed towards the timber yard.
Lorraine came to the sidelines, looking at the difference between here and inside, the defense was extremely loose. Only a few sentinels wandered back and forth with their spears in their arms. Anyway, it's just a pile of wood, and it's of little value to guard, and the sentinels are all struggling to cope.
He saw one of the guards in front of him, leaned in quietly from behind, and then gently patted the other man on the left shoulder.
The guard reflexively looked to the left, but at the same time, the right side of his neck was completely exposed.
Lorraine raised her hand, stood like a knife, and slashed fiercely at his neck.
The guard immediately rolled his eyes, and without even saying a word, he fell limply.
The spear also fell to the ground. But it was all grass, and there was just a soft noise.
Lorraine looked warily left and right, and now that no one was paying attention, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then dragged the guard into the grass behind him, and tied him tightly.
Finally, he took off his helmet, stripped off his coat, and put it on his body indiscriminately, and then got out again.
He stood in place, stretched out his finger and dipped a mouthful of spit, then put it in the air, carefully argued the direction of the wind, and then walked against the direction of the wind and towards the upper wind.
Due to the dim lighting, he just draped the guard's uniform over his body, not worrying at all about being seen by others, and no one here could see only a swarthy back.
As Lorraine walked, she kept throwing the oil tank in her hand on the firewood next to her.
Finally, he went to the middle of the lumber yard, looked at the towering piles of lumber around him, and immediately emptied all the oil cans in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, he took out the fire fold he was carrying, shook it in the wind, and then lit it.
At that moment, a guard patrolled here, and now it was not right, and immediately came behind Lorraine, and shouted, "Who are you?" ”
Lorraine froze, then turned around, looked at the guard, and smiled, "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong." Everyone is their own person. ”
The guard held his spear vigilantly and said, "Who is your own person with you, don't you know the rules here?
Lorraine was stunned for a moment, and then said, "That's what you said." ”
The guard was stunned for a moment when he heard what he said, but when he looked down at his feet, it was all oil, and he immediately realized the error in his words.
At this moment, I saw that Lorraine had already left the fire fold.
Watch the fire flicker with a pale yellow light and slowly drift down with the wind. He was immediately frightened, and hurriedly jumped to the side.
But it was too late at this time, and I saw that the oil was on at a glance, and it spread over in an instant like a fire dragon. At the moment, he screamed wow, and his eyebrows were burned. Even the clothes on his body were stained with a lot of sparks.
He threw away his spear and kept slapping.
Lorraine didn't care about him, and when he saw the fire, he turned around and left.
At the same time, a strong wind blew.
At that moment, the fire took advantage of the wind and suddenly rose more than three feet high, and the burning wood crackled, and the billowing smoke soared into the sky like a hideous dragon.
When the guards who were watching saw it, they all panicked and shouted: "It's a fire, it's a fire." Come and put out the fire. Come and put out the fire......"
Immediately afterward, the rapid sound of gongs sounded like raindrops.
People who had been working all day had just fallen asleep and were immediately woken up.
They poked their heads out of the barracks with sleepy eyes. In the direction of the timber field, the fire had already risen into the sky, and the fiery red light reflected half of the night sky showing a layer of magnificent color.
Immediately afterwards, the officers such as the captain shouted loudly as if they had burned their buttocks: "Hurry up and put out the fire, hurry up and put out the fire, a bunch of lazy bones splashing down, all hurry up and put out the fire......