Although Wang Shengtian was parachuted in from Yanjing, he was a classmate of Chu Qingkuang in the military academy. The latter entered the Yanjing Military Region to serve in the military region after graduation, while he moved through several military regions, climbing up step by step.
, and finally made it through in the Southwest Military Region.
The latter did have some ability in intelligence analysis and some background, so he climbed the ladder quickly and took the position of chief of the Intelligence Section of the Yanjing Military Region a few years ago.
Later, the major military regions began to rotate military combat personnel, and the latter parachuted to the Southwest Military Region and has been responsible for the collection of military intelligence. In the spring of this year, when he was promoted to general, the latter was also promoted to major general.
It's just that Chu Qingkuang never imagined that such a classmate of his would actually want to kill him!
"Hey...it's really hard to see through people's hearts."
Seemingly unwilling to continue this topic, Chu Qingkuang shook his head and sighed.
"Tiange, you should catch up immediately. Your brother Ye is alone. If they still have an ambush, things will be difficult to handle."
"Don't worry, dad. Brother is much stronger than before. These people can't hurt him yet. Dad, you'd better get on the plane and go back to the military area first. Grandpa is still worried. I don't dare to tell mom.
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"You are quite clever. You are not allowed to tell your mother or your sister about this matter in the future!"
Hearing what his son said, Chu Qing smiled wildly. If his wife knew about this, the family might explode again.
"Hey, dad, don't worry. In our family, we are a united front."
Chu Tiange smiled, a bit cunningly.
"You brat, what about the united front? I'm afraid that your mother will be worried. Stop causing divisions and get on the plane as soon as possible."
"What about these people?"
"After taking a look at the corpses on the ground, Chu Tiange felt a little confused. Naturally, he could ignore the people brought by Tashi, but what should we do with these defecting soldiers from the Southwest Military Region?
"Forget it, report them as martyrs. After all, they can't help themselves."
Glancing at the corpse, Chu Qingkuang felt a little uncomfortable.
"good!"
Hearing what his father said, Chu Tiange was stunned for a moment, then agreed without saying a word against it.
He also knew in his heart that in many cases, subordinates were in a state of involuntary control. It was not that they did not know right from wrong, but that a soldier's bounden duty was to obey.
Since orders have been issued from above, sometimes they are not wise enough and can only execute them.
It can be said that, except for a few individuals, most of these people died very unjustly.
His father asked him to report them as martyrs, partly because he felt sorry for them, but also because he didn't want their family members to be accused of being traitors after losing their loved ones.
Although soldiers are hard-blooded, they also have a soft-hearted side.
"By the way, let's see if there are any survivors. If there are any survivors, take them back and interrogate them."
"Don't worry, Dad, I know. You should go back first. I'm afraid the whole military region is in chaos now. If you don't go back, something will really happen."
"Um!"
After promising his son, Chu Qingkuang looked at Nalan Qianqi and Xing Tian, "I'll leave this to you. I'll go back and take charge of the overall situation."
"no problem."
After a few words, Chu Qingkuang got on the helicopter, and the plane slowly started heading towards the Southwest Military Region station.
"White Peng!"
"Yo!"
As soon as his father left, Chu Tiange called out to Bai Peng who was cleaning the battlefield, and the latter agreed and trotted over.
"What's the matter, Captain?"
"Call the reserve team and ask them to clean up this place. No trace of blood is allowed to be left. Don't affect the villagers."
"Don't worry, captain, I've already called and they will be here soon. By the way, we found a living person in the crowd."
"From the military area, or from this group of people?"
Frowning his brows, Chu Tiange asked immediately.
"They look like Tibetans here!"
"Tibetan?"
Hearing Bai Peng's words, Chu Tiange tensed up. He walked over a few steps and saw a man wearing a Chinese military uniform who had been shot in the leg leaning in front of the car, looking at everyone with a look of horror on his face.
Although the latter's face was covered in blood, everyone could still see his skin color.
Red with purple, obvious plateau red skin color. In China, only people from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and Inner Mongolia have this skin color. Compared with the tall people of Inner Mongolia, Tibetans are leaner.
"Have you asked him anything?"
"I asked, but didn't say anything, just like a fool."
Bai Peng said.
"The mouth is quite tough!"
With a soft hum, Chu Tiange took a step forward and pulled out a dagger from his waist.
"Answer my question and let you live. If you don't answer, you will die!"
The latter looked at Chu Tiange taking out a military dagger, and the expression on his face changed accordingly, but after hearing his words, he looked confused, as if he hadn't heard anything at all.
"Tiange, this kid doesn't seem to understand what you are talking about?"
Next to him, Nalan Qianqi seemed to have noticed something and immediately reminded him.
"Can't you understand? *** can't understand Mandarin, what can he understand?"
When Chu Tiange heard what Nalan Qianqi said, he didn't believe it. He slowly handed over the knife and pulled the other person's clothes, as if he was going to stab him directly.
The latter's face suddenly showed a look of despair, and he babbled a string of words that no one could understand.
Suddenly, everyone present was stunned.
"Holy crap, what language is this guy speaking? Why can't I understand a word of it?"
Chu Tiange was a little stupid. What this guy spoke was neither Chinese, nor English, nor Tibetan. It was completely irrelevant.
"Why does it feel like German?"
On the side, Bai Peng said with some uncertainty. In the past, Bai Peng once represented the Chinese special forces in a special forces competition in Budapest, Hungary. He once cooperated with a German special forces. What this guy said was really similar to German.
"Deyu, do you think this guy is a returnee from overseas?"
Chu Tiange raised his eyebrows, really not believing it.
"I don't know. Anyway, I can't understand what this guy is saying. Maybe he really speaks German."
Bai Peng shook his head. He only knew a few words of German, and he didn't understand the rest at all.
"Maybe you really guessed it right." After glancing at Bai Peng, Chu Tiange was still a little unwilling to give up, and communicated with him again in Tibetan.
As a result, this kid was as ignorant as a fool.
"F***, Tibetans don't understand Tibetan. What does this mean?"
After spitting, Chu Tiange stood up.
"Bai Peng, treat his injuries, don't let him die, don't let him run away, take him back to find a translator who can speak German and ask again."
Saying this, Chu Tiange felt a little depressed.
He originally thought that this group of people was sent from the northern countries, but after a long time of trouble, they all killed people with oriental faces, and they all seemed to be Tibetans, leaving Chu Tiange a little confused.
