"So, you just just want to get that gun back?"

In the living room, Chen Shen sat opposite the man's ---- or should I say the boy, and the weapons in the hands of the other three never put down, pointing straight at the boy's head.

In this case, the boy appeared extremely nervous, his body was even shaking involuntarily, and his voice was trembling a little.

But even so, he expressed his demands extremely firmly.

"Yes..... Yes. I want our guns, that's our own thing, not ....... Not loot. ”

"I can give you a gun, but you have to answer my question first."

"Yes."

"How did you find us?"

Chen Shen continued to ask.

"My brother did not return, and after dawn, around noon, I followed the signs he left behind to find your camp and saw his grave."

"Then, I followed you out of the way and followed you, trying to get the gun back."

"When I got to Wankang Lane, I saw your car, I guess you were going to come to Mengka, so I walked over."

"I'm not here to find trouble, my brother took over the task of the hussar camp, and we have no enmity with you."

"I just want guns, I can't afford new guns."

"I just want our guns."

Panic, but stubborn.

Hopeless, but sober.

This speech made Chen Shen very appreciative, but at the same time, he couldn't let down his guard against the boy immediately.

Like that teenager, the boy in front of him, "Lin He", is also extremely lacking in language skills.

He would say the same sentence and mean the same thing over and over again, and this habit is indeed the most common characteristic of these underprivileged people in northern Myanmar who have not experienced much education.

---- this characteristic is completely different from the habit of a child care car driver in Chongqing who says a sentence 800 times, and its root cause is "the general environment of low understanding".

Coupled with his large and old clothes, rough face, and the information given by the jackal before, he should have no problem with his identity.

The real problem lies in.......

He was able to track his own trail at least six hours behind his own foursome, and close the gap within 36 hours???

Yes, he is lightly armed, and he is heavily armed.

There are many traces and a slow travel speed, which is a flaw of your side.

But it's a jungle!

Not to mention 6 hours, without a dog, the distance pulled out in 1 hour is already a super difficult scene in jungle tracking.

"How did you catch up with us? I mean, how can you see the traces we have left behind? ”

Chen Shen immediately asked.

"I ...... I followed the beast path, and you stepped on the beast road. ”

"Yes, you stepped on the beast road, and then you went into the snake grass, that kind of place no one touched, I knew it was you at a glance."

"I followed the beast path and the snake grass to find you."

“...... I see. ”

Chen Shen understood what Lin He meant.

His tracking is not based on some kind of jungle anti-tracking law, but pure hunter's habits.

Hunters don't step on the beast road, and hunters don't go into the poisonous shrubs and grasses that are extremely dangerous, but Chen Shen is not omnipotent even if he is professional, he does ignore these details.

But even so, to be able to rely on such small details to complete the tracking is definitely a top genius.......

Chen Shen's expression was a little regretful.

Damn it......

Damn the hussars!

If he had known that they had cast a wide net and were not aimed at themselves at all, that young man really didn't need to be killed.

And if "Lin Shan" doesn't die and he can bring him back, the two brothers, one big and one young, can belong to the Dongfeng Corps!

Now I am about to carry out a mission in the jungle, and I am missing such talents.

Your grandmother's, the second goods of the hussar camp, when you really get started, the will be beaten out for you.

Chen Shen sighed, the expression on his face softened.

He motioned for the three men behind him to put down their guns, and then continued:

"You can ask for a gun, and that gun is indeed with us."

"However, if you want to get it back, it's not that easy."

"I can do one thing for you, in exchange."

Lin He's expression remained unchanged.

"We don't need to."

"Do you want money, then? I don't have any money, but you shouldn't ask for money, he just took the task, and the gun is his own......"

"Needless to say."

Chen Shen interrupted Lin He with a wave of his hand, and then said:

"I mean, the gun can be given to you, but you have to make sure it ends here."

"We don't think we've seen each other, you don't want to retaliate against us, and we won't kill people, how about it?"

Of course, Chen Shen wanted to accept this strong reinforcement, but the revenge of killing relatives was too much of an unstable factor.

If it weren't for the calmer attitude shown by the other party, the person opposite him would already be a corpse now.

"I just want a gun, I don't want to seek revenge on you, I want to take revenge on the people from the hussar camp first."

Lin He reiterated once again that his expression was firm, not like a fake.

"Why? We killed your brother after all. ”

"He's on a hussar mission."

Lin He continued:

"The hussar said that they would give a pension, but I asked before I came, and they didn't give it."

"That's why I came to you, I really have no other way, I can't buy a new gun without a pension."

"I just wanted to ask you if you could give me the gun back."

"Give me the gun, which is equivalent to you saving my life, and we will both clear."

"That's fair, can you give me the gun?"

"Alright, you don't have to repeat it."

Chen Shen shook his head with a headache and waved his hand for Bao Qi to bring the gun to the table.

The gun was really old, rusty, and had only a pitiful 12 bullets.

But Chen Shen knew that Lin He took such a big risk to come, in fact, it was really not an exaggeration at all.

For untouchables, hunters, like them, who have no means of making a living, a gun is life.

If you don't have a gun, you will die.

This situation is not unique to northern Myanmar---- when around the 90s in China, how many people in the countryside were beaten to a 20-centimeter-wide canal and bled to death, and how many elderly people hanged themselves because of a broken sickle?

Ask, the suffering in the world is always so shocking.

"The gun is for you, let's go."

"His bag, give it to you, too, carry it."

"Thank you!"

Lin He solemnly took the thing, then took two steps back and bowed to Chen Shen in a proper manner.

Chen Shen watched him turn around, and in this moment, his thoughts changed many times.

The most ruthless self wanted to pull the trigger and kill Lin He from behind.

The kindest one wants to take in the other party and give him a way to live.

The one in the center just watched silently and let him go.

Li Bang on the side looked at Chen Shen, and then at Lin He who was walking towards the courtyard gate, with a somewhat confused expression.

He scratched his head and looked at Shi Dakai on the side.

And Shi Dakai made a gesture to him.

At this moment, a burst of sympathy suddenly rose in Li Bang's heart.

Or should it be said that it is pure "empathy"?

But he didn't speak.

Because in this case, in this team, there is only one person who can speak, Chen Shen.

This is the rule.