Chapter 181: I'm sorry, it's impossible

Today's encounter made Zhou Changfeng very speechless, why did such an outrageous thing make them bump into it?

If the two sides were in a state of war, he would definitely not be so childish as a middle-level officer, and he would at least bring a garrison platoon. But now he is only a military observer, and it is impossible to assign himself dozens of people.

In the face of the playful words of this young Italian army major, Adala glared angrily, Chen Guangyun was quite nervous, and Zhou Changfeng looked helpless.

Except for Adara, whose hands were tied behind his back, Zhou and Chen were only confiscated with guns.

Interference is interference, Italy did not explicitly declare war, and the Ming was in a state of standard neutrality, so it was unlikely that the Italian army would embarrass them.

But... I can't say for sure.

Zhou Changfeng thought about it for a while, and decided to test it with a neutral attitude first, "It's not that we are lost, it's that you are very smart and set up an ambush behind the battle line." ”

The Major smiled faintly, "Don't you introduce yourself?" My name is Enrique Bianchi and I serve in the 26th Infantry Division of the Royal Italian Army. ”

"Zhou Changfeng, Lieutenant Colonel." Zhou Changfeng tried to answer in French, which was very concise.

Enrique was obviously surprised that he knew French, and then he saluted again, and then asked knowingly, "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, this is not your war, why are you here?" ”

"Examine the war."

"Oh? I'm here to learn about the experience of blood and fire. ”

"Yes."

Enrique looked very surprised, he turned his head to look at the officers next to him, and sneered: "The country that only makes profits from the war cares about this? I always thought that they would hide in the East and count the bills. ”

For their mockery and ridicule, Zhou Changfeng only frowned, and immediately regained his composure.

"So, Mr. 'Observer', you should know a lot about the movements and deployments of the IRA, right? We ask you, will you answer truthfully? A smiling Enrique deliberately bit the word "observer" hard.

"No, because we're neutral." Zhou Changfeng decisively refused.

"It's not good, it's going to cost us more."

"If you don't come here and get involved in the civil war, you won't have to worry about casualties."

"Oh, there is no need for a chaotic, incompetent government, we are here to help Spain." Enrique said casually: "If you refuse to answer, I think those national troops may not treat you well." ”

When Enrique finished speaking in French, he looked at Adala again, and then muttered something that immediately drew an angry scolding from him.

At this moment, several nationalist army officers with poor eyes were staring at Zhou Changfeng and his party.

Chen Guangyun asked in a low voice, "Zhou Kexing, what did this guy say?" ”

"He said that if we didn't recruit them truthfully, the rebels might do it."

"Fuck it, net fart, this threat...... I'll see who dares! ”

Zhou Changfeng said lightly: "We are just here to investigate the actual situation on the battlefield, and we don't know what strategy is." ”

Hearing this, Enrique scoffed, then glanced at the two of them, and then pointed at Adara and said, "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, you are neutral, but he is not, are you sure you won't tell us?" ”

"He's employed by us, so he's also neutral."

"Oh, then I can only be rude."

Enrique carefully examined the circumference with interest, and then beckoned.

Immediately, two soldiers stepped forward and clasped his hands.

Seeing this, Chen Guangyun wanted to get closer, but his arm was also buckled.

Enrique's leather-gloved right hand reached into the large, deep pocket on the left half of the circumference's regular clothes, and pulled out a notebook, a stacked map, and a pen.

Then, he ripped open the collar of his regular clothes, and took out the navy officer's disc from his inner pocket, as well as a photo of Zhou Changfeng and Xia Xiaoshi.

The map is a tourist map, but is densely marked with blue and red pencil circles.

The notebook records the daily itinerary and observations, as well as personal opinions.

Of course, Enrique couldn't read Chinese characters.

He handed the notebook to a lieutenant next to him, then pinched the corner of the picture and looked at it, then smiled and said, "What a beautiful girl." Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, like you, I have a beautiful wife, her name is Karina......"

As he spoke, the smile on his face quickly faded and turned into a cold color, "Karina would be very sad if she knew that I died on foreign soil, but what about your wife?" ”

Enrique doesn't seem to understand the basic operation of both hard and soft, and is just blindly threatening.

In Zhou Changfeng's opinion, this was a dumbfounder, so he said bluntly: "It's a pity, Major, your threat has no effect on me. Maybe my death won't be enough to start a war, but your country has a lot of resources from the East, and you should be well aware of the power of trade restrictions. ”

Enrique's patience has been almost exhausted, and he is still being rejected like this at the moment, and he can't help it at once, who is of average background but arrogant.

He turned his head and gave a loud order in Italian, and soon the two Fiat M7914 water-cooled heavy machine guns arranged next to the flower bed were loaded with a "bang", and the soldiers' fingers were on the trigger.

The villagers in the square struggled in horror and were immediately smashed back with the butts of their rifles by the Nationalist soldiers on the periphery.

"Would you like to see them screaming and dying in front of you?" Enrique pulled out the Beretta M7934 pistol on his waist and said coldly: "Tell me the deployment and movements, so that it will be a harmonious noon again." ”

Chen Guangyun said in his heart, isn't this a stupid comparison? What does it matter to us whether the life or death of the Francophile is alive? Isn't using this threat equivalent to threatening Zhang San with Li Si's life?

He thought that Zhou Changfeng would refuse very indifferently, but he caught a glimpse of the latter looking very entangled?

Suddenly, Zhou Changfeng, who had made up his mind, replied word by word: "I'm sorry, I'm strictly neutral. ”

"Bang!"

Enrique raised his hand and fired a shot at a 9×17mm Browning bullet that hit a white-bearded old man.

The old man fell to the ground, and the villagers screamed.

"In my opinion, you are shameless warmongers." Enrique, with a look of contempt on his face, snorted: "No compassion, no favor from God. ”

After a few seconds, he asked again, "Do you agree now?" Mr. Lieutenant Colonel. ”

"I don't know about the deployment." Zhou Changfeng's gaze was opposite to him, and he didn't dodge.

"Bang!"

A middle-aged man collapsed clutching his chest, his wife and son wailing and pounced.

Despite the language barrier, the villagers are aware that their life and death depend on the young Chinese.

What is it like to be stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes? More than 100 villagers looked at Zhou Changfeng with longing.

"One last chance." Enrique's tone was cold.

"Week! Don't tell him! Adala yelled, but was slammed on the back with the butt of a rifle.

In just a few seconds, Zhou Changfeng thought a lot, in his past and present lives, countless scenes and images flashed by like slides.

His lips trembled slightly, his body tensed, and he frowned and refused, "I can't tell you." ”

(End of chapter)