"I don't know!" Zhou Hongye said: "However, those who interrogated me were not those black-robed warriors, but terrorist organizations from other countries. Their methods were passable, but to my surprise, I could still
You can bear it!!" Zhou Hongye said this and laughed. Obviously, the other party's torture methods seemed to be far different from what he had trained.
"Are you a masochist?" Chen Cao gave Zhou Hongye a slap on the head.
"Hehe, of course not. I thought I would fall into the hands of those black-robed warriors, and at least my blood would be sucked dry." Seeing Chen Cao's tone, it seemed that he no longer treated himself like a class enemy, Zhou Hongye hehehe
He laughed and touched the head that Chen Cao had beaten with his right wrist, which had already had its hand muscle broken.
After the two had a little teasing, Bu Shao was obviously in a relaxed mood, and he was no longer as depressed as he had been just now.
"Okay, let's go!" Chen Cao helped Zhou Hongye up. Although he still had many questions in his heart, such as how Yu Hongxiu rebelled, where Huang Tianyu is now, etc., but he thought, if what Zhou Hongye said was true,
Yes, he doesn't know this either. The key is to find Yu Hongxiu. Everything is really like Dabai.
Zhou Hongye was still weakly helped up by Chen Cao. At this time, his whole body seemed to be empty, and his voice was trembling: "Brother Chen, don't you want to get the chip from my stomach? Maybe
, there is something else in that memory chip!"
Chen Cao slowly supported Zhou Hongye, holding a machete in one hand, and slowly pressed against the wall and said: "You boy, please save your strength, okay? Although you haven't eaten for many days, you are really heavy.
, I would like to take out the chip from your stomach, not to ask whether there is any important information stored in it, but to identify whether you are lying. I should do the same, but this is not within the scope of my responsibilities.
The order I accepted was to rescue you, not to catch the traitor!" After saying that, Chen Cao sighed and shouted: "Oh my God, I'm so damn tired from talking so much!"
"Brother Chen..." Zhou Hongye was moved and speechless.
"Whether you are a traitor or not, at least during that time in that little secret house, I couldn't do anything you did to me. There are some things that I would rather believe than believe that they don't exist!" Chen Cao
He patted Zhou Hongye on the head: "That's the kind of person I am, haha!"
I... Zhou Hongye wanted to say something else, but Chen Cao suddenly covered his mouth, leaned against the wall, raised his machete, and said to Zhou Hongye: "Keep your voice down, the food is coming!"
Zhou Hongye immediately remained silent. In the darkness, he could not see the route, so he could only listen quietly.
The surroundings are still eerily quiet, and the air around them is so dull that it makes you want to go crazy.
Chen Cao tapped Zhou Hongye's arm gently, sometimes briskly, sometimes slowly.
Zhou Hongye is an elite trained by the Information Department, so he naturally knows that this is just the Morse code of sign language.
Chen Cao: "What did you hear?"
Zhou Hongye shook his ears slightly and responded: "I heard it, slight footsteps, and there was a weapon in his hand!"
Chen Cao: "How many people do you think you have!"
Zhou Hongye: "It should be a person, and this person must be good!"
Chen Cao: "It feels the same as me!"
Zhou Hongye: "It seems a little difficult to kill him. Why don't we avoid his edge? Our current combat effectiveness is too poor!"
Chen Cao: "No, he may be carrying food, weapons, and maybe other supplies. In any case, we must win this time, otherwise, we don't know if we can survive!"
After saying that, Chen Cao held up the machete and gently leaned Zhou Hongye against the wall, bending it slightly and getting ready to fight with one blow.
At this time, the transmitter on his back suddenly changed from silent to a slightly beating state. In order to survive with Zhou Hongye, Chen Cao did not care to pay attention to the signal transmitter. At this critical moment, the enemy was there.
Not far away, Chen Cao held his breath, listened carefully to the other party's footsteps, and calculated the distance to the other party.
This is not just a question of food, but also a question of whether to be killed by the other party.
According to his own inference of the opponent's footsteps, the opponent should be more than ten meters away. Zhou Hongye felt that his heart was about to beat. Chen Cao was already preparing to pounce, but at this moment, the opponent's footsteps unexpectedly
He stopped, and then heard the sound of the other party pulling the bolt of the gun.
In the dark space, the sound was not only loud, but also thrilling. Chen Cao and the others did not have thermal weapons. If the other party started shooting from more than ten meters away, no matter what the weapon was, it would be a precision strike. He and Zhou Hongye would definitely die.
, Chen Cao no longer cares about any tactical moves, he just holds the scimitar and rushes forward with enough energy.
"Mosika, Mosika!" The other party didn't seem to mean to shoot, but softly called twice in Kokola language.
Chen Cao, who was about to pounce forward, immediately stopped his movements when he heard this, and leaned against the cold wall, still maintaining his battle state. His mind was already filled with frenzied killing, and when he heard the name, he immediately sobered up a little.
He understands the Kokkola language.
The other party still made no further move, but still repeated softly: "Mosika, Mosika..."
Chen Cao slowly moved with the wall, changing the voice and tone of his words at the same time, making the other party feel that he did not take the next step and just stayed in place. He said in Kokola language: "Who are you?
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I am Mosika's comrade-in-arms. To make a long story short, I walked to the tunnel and happened to meet you! The man said softly.
"Comrade!" Of course Chen Cao would not listen to the other party's words, but still moved slowly and changed his tone: "How can I believe you!" After saying that, Chen Cao seemed to smell the stench of dead mice.
The smell is disgusting.
The other party said, his voice full of confidence: "You have to know, if I just wanted to take action, why would I have to talk so much nonsense to you, I could just pull the gun bolt!"
Click, as the man was speaking, he suddenly felt the muzzle of his gun flicker. Immediately afterwards, his neck was strangled, a sharp blade was placed on his neck, and his feet were kicked hard, making him weak.
Squatting on the ground.
Behind him, Chen Cao was holding a scimitar. In the darkness, his cold voice came: "It was because of your self-confidence that you lost your life. But to be honest, you really stink. I won't do it anyway."
I believe you are from Mosika!"
The man was not afraid at all and said: "Of course, I haven't left here for twenty years, so naturally my whole body is full of smell, but you just get used to it!"
"Twenty years, prisoner!" Chen Cao suddenly thought that the former Kokola warrior he had just entered into the secret room was also full of the stench of dead rats.
At this moment, the transmitter on the back was still beating, but the secret language was changed to a familiar one!
At this time Mosika sent it.
Chen Cao was holding the machete in preparation for the opponent's counterattack at any time, while quietly accepting the signal from his back. How about it, did Mosika send a signal to you?
In the darkness, the man didn't talk too much and looked much more relaxed.
After Chen Cao received the signal, he immediately let go of the man he had caught in the darkness, and started tinkering with the signal transmitter in his hand to send the signal.
During this period, the people in the darkness still stayed where they were without any deviant movements, so as to avoid unnecessary casualties during this highly stressful moment.
After fiddling with it for a while, Chen Cao said: "How did you get out? Isn't this the headquarters base of the jihadist organization? It's heavily guarded. How could you get out of a secret room so easily? And you haven't escaped even after being locked up for twenty years."
, to escape now is obviously illogical!"
Naturally, when he first started, this person was still a prisoner who had been oppressed by terrorists for twenty years and forced to work. Now he is indeed an armed man with weapons and advanced launchers. This is obviously not within the scope of what Chen Cao can understand.
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In the darkness, someone was silent for a while and said quietly: "Actually, I have been lurking voluntarily since the beginning of twenty years, but you have to believe that now we are in the same boat, this
Speaking of which, it is naturally a long story, what you should do now is to replenish food and water!"
After saying that, the man in the darkness carefully put down the gun and made a loud sound, deliberately letting Chen Cao hear it. After finding that Chen Cao had no objection, he handed over a cloth package.
Chen Cao frowned. The smell of dead mice was unpleasant. However, since the other party had no intention of attacking for the time being, the package naturally contained food. Motivated by the consciousness of survival, Chen Cao took it.
After picking up the package and opening it, the aroma of beef jerky mixed with the smell of dead mice immediately reached Chen Cao's nostrils.
"You'd better not do anything deviant, otherwise, you know the consequences!" Chen Cao was carrying the cloth package. In the darkness, he lifted the opponent's firearm. When he lifted the firearm, he felt that it was just heavy enough to be lifted with one hand.
This should be a weapon such as a jack-style micro-charge firearm. He faced the darkness with one hand, and held a machete and a package containing food in the other hand. He faced the person in the darkness and slowly backed away.
, walked to Zhou Hongye.
"Don't you need a flashlight? Otherwise, how would you know what you are eating?" The man in the darkness still spoke in Kokola language. As he spoke, an object rolled over from the ground. He knew that at this time, Chen Cao
He would not let himself turn on the flashlight. If the light of the flashlight suddenly lights up in the dark, it will irritate his eye membranes and cause temporary blindness. Then Chen Cao will naturally beat himself into a hornet's nest with a gun. This is more than ten meters away.
In terms of distance, no matter how bad the firearm is, it will hit with precision. He also knows this.