Chapter 923: Not a Traitor

When Cao Lansheng said this, he picked up the boy and walked out of the camp, and some soldiers sent a few steps and said, "Chief, you carry forward the spirit of internationalism and care about the children of neighboring countries." Cao Lansheng didn't reply, just smiled, continued walking, walked a mile or two, and met another major general who came out of the camp. When the major general saw him carrying a neighboring boy, the boy's face was gloomy, as if he was unhappy, so he said to Cao Lansheng, Chief, you care so much about the neighboring boy, will the neighboring boy take your affection?

Who cares about this with a child? Saying that, Cao Lansheng twisted his neck, turned his head and glanced at the boy, who was just as the major general said, with a gloomy face. He figured out that the boy was not happy because he had not returned to his relatives.

After a few more tents, each about two kilometres apart, the road was filled with the sound of insects and gunfire. Cao Lansheng and the boy had nothing to say to each other, and were silent because they couldn't communicate with each other because of their different languages. After walking for about an hour on the mountain road, he slowly walked out of the station, Cao Lansheng was about to put down the boy, but the boy leaned on his back and refused to come down......

In the tropical rainforests of his country, Hu Xiong had sent advance troops to lurk on the edge of the garrisons of the various corps of the large army, and whenever there was any movement, they would send back information, and the military and political headquarters would make response arrangements according to this information.

At noon on this day, the sun is hot, and when you walk out of the tropical rainforest, you will feel the scorching heat wave in the open air. An advance platoon of the advance force of the forward position lurked to the west of the rainforest, beyond which was the enemy position. They wore grass-green uniforms and hats woven with leaves and rattan for easy camouflage and concealment.

At that moment, Qian Lie was crawling in the bushes, observing the movement of the enemy's garrison, and the road below the mountain was crowded in front and back, with a large army of the enemy active, and the enemy's military flag was still waving in his sight.

Down, down, suddenly came the familiar Chinese dialect, Qian Lie followed the prestige, isn't that the deputy general of the military department Cao Lansheng? Why is he carrying a boy? Just when he was puzzled, he found that the boy quickly took out a snowy dagger from his body and stabbed it towards Cao Lansheng's neck. Seeing that Cao Lansheng had fallen, the boy squatted down, immediately took out a piece of paper from him, and then ran over the bushes and thorns towards the foothills where the enemy army was active.

Qian Lie, who was crawling in the bushes, saw that his line was wrong, and immediately got up and chased after him, the boy thief, feeling that someone was chasing him, shouted while running, of course Qian Lie did not understand, but concluded that he was asking the enemy for help and protection.

Time was very short, and Qian Lie suspected that a piece of paper that the boy had taken out of Cao Lansheng, who had been killed, was likely a military secret. When he was approaching the boy, he saw the enemy soldiers dozens of meters away smiling and aiming machine guns at him, he was not afraid, if he ran further, he was likely to enter the encirclement of the enemy army.

At this moment, Qian Lie stopped, drew a dagger, and slammed it away, hitting the back of the boy's neck. The boy threw himself to the ground, and he stepped over with an arrow, snatched the piece of paper from the boy who was lying in a pool of blood, and turned around and ran back.

Suddenly, the enemy fired at him, and a bullet hit his left leg, and he couldn't run, so he fell to the ground, and then looked at the paper, on which was the line of activity and the place where their national army was stationed. If this drawing falls into the hands of the enemy, the consequences are unimaginable.

At this moment, blood was gushing from the wound on his left leg from which he had been shot, and he forgot the pain, and saw a row of enemies with guns outflanking him, so that the drawing did not fall into the hands of the enemy, he put it in his mouth and chewed it little by little, and then swallowed it.

An enemy with a machine gun and a lock of black hair on the back of his hand saw the clue. He ran to him, grabbed Qian Lie's hair, pulled him up from the ground, and asked him to spit out the paper ball in his mouth, but Qian Lie had already chewed the paper ball into powder and swallowed it in his stomach.

The enemy still wanted him to vomit, and he glared at him angrily and spat in his face. As soon as the enemy touched his hand, saliva stuck to his hand, he opened his eyes, pushed him forward, let go of his hand, and was about to shoot at him with a machine gun. He rolled over, pulled out a box gun from his waist, and fired a backhand shot, causing the enemy to fall.

By this time, several other enemies with bayonet guns had surrounded him. One of the dark-faced enemies pounced on him and held his pistol-wielding hand, followed by reinforcements. Qian Lie was outnumbered, disarmed by the enemy, and his hands were tied with ropes.

The black-faced monster screamed, and when he glanced at the enemy who had been killed and lay on the ground, he became more and more annoyed, and picked up his bayonet and stabbed it straight at Qian Lie's chest.

At this moment, a tall enemy with epaulettes also screamed, and the black-faced strange figure immediately stood again, and the tip of the white bayonet was only a few centimeters away from the money column. He withdrew his gun, but turned the butt of the gun and slammed it into the chest. I saw the tall man running over, slapping him hatefully, and then laughing and untying Qian Lie.

Qian Lie still frowned coldly, estimating that the tall man was the leader of this group of enemies, and he became more and more vigilant about what tricks he was going to use. The tall man mainly wanted to get military information from the captured soldiers of the neighboring countries, but he felt that it was impossible to do so easily, so he motioned to the enemy next to him to hold the money column. The two enemies immediately pulled together and twisted Qian Lie's left and right hands behind his back, pushing him towards the mountain path at the lower end of the jungle.

The long, wide mountain road traverses the vast wilderness in an eastward direction and reaches the capital of a neighboring country, Eoi, westward. The mountain road is not only full of enemy baggage, but also gathers many enemies, and the black pressure is overwhelming.

Up the mountain road, the tall man approached a squinting enemy, whoa, he didn't know what to say. Blinking, squinting at the enemy standing in front of the money lie, actually speaking the native language of the money lie country, our army will not mistreat the prisoners, you should not be afraid.

In that case, why did you arrest me? Why don't you let me go? Qian Lie talks directly to the Squinting Enemy.

will let you go. The squinting enemy looked at Qian Lie and said that you are a person who understands, the two countries are at war, the two armies are facing each other, and each has its own master. You have to know that there are conditions for releasing people.

What conditions? Qian Lie was proud of all the enemies, and said without fear that I had been arrested, and I wanted to kill or cut casually.

We won't kill you, as soon as you tell you military information that is beneficial to our war, we'll let you go right away.

Qian Lie clenched his hands into fists and shook them vigorously in front of the placket, I didn't know anything.

The tall man's eyes were crossed, and he felt that this captive was not easy to deal with, and then he heard the squinting enemy translate what Qian Lie had just said, and shouted for a while, and the two enemies looked at Qian Lie with a cruel smile. One of them pushed him to a stake on the side of the road, grabbed him by the shoulders and pressed him down, but when he couldn't hold him down, he struck him from behind with the butt of his gun in the crook of the knee, and the poor money was knocked to his knees.

The squinting enemy turned his head and said to him, "If you surrender, you will be spared the torture." Qian Leang raised his head and shouted, "It is better to die than to be sentenced." He was about to stand up, but the enemy smashed the butt of a rifle again, which was very heavy, and hit Qian Lie's ankle, so painful that his eyes blinked, and when he gritted his teeth, he saw blood flowing from the place where his ankle was smashed.

The squinting enemy said, this is only the beginning of your torture, we will let you die slowly, painfully, and of course you will have time to change your mind. Qian Lie gritted his teeth and said, horizontal and vertical is a death, and you don't want to extract any information from my mouth.