The footsteps of the two people struck the hearts of the only dozen or so people left in the cab.
Finally, just when Ye Huang was about to step into the cabin, shouts of wailing and screaming rang out inside. Half of the South Vietnamese soldiers fell to their knees with a plop, kowtowed to Ye Huang and Beitang Xue, and said lamely:
Begging for mercy in Chinese.
The scene became extremely chaotic.
"Everyone, get up. Who asked you to kneel down and beg for your life? As soldiers, don't you feel ashamed? Get up, I'll let you get up!"
Among the crowd, a naval officer in a South Vietnamese Navy uniform standing at the very back roared angrily at the kneeling soldiers.
"You are a disgrace to South Vietnam! Have you forgotten the oath you took when you joined the army? They are our enemies!"
Roaring wildly, the naval officer, although he himself was trembling, was using his roar to support the last remaining courage.
"Colonel! We shouldn't have come. This is a trap. They knew we were going to trade from the beginning."
A soldier who was crying with runny nose and tears cried out.
Once the psychological defense completely collapses, people will become hysterical.
It's not that they didn't think about resisting. When they mustered up the courage to prepare for a desperate effort, they found that everyone who rushed out died on the road, fear would breed, and slowly this fear reached a saturation point.
People will completely collapse!
"Shut up!"
The sergeant's sudden transaction made the officer look horrified. He yelled at him, raised his gun, and shot him.
When gunshots start, people die!
The sergeant who had not yelled out the next sentence or understood what was going on had a blood hole directly on his forehead and fell into the crowd with a plop.
The sudden noise caused a group of trembling and crying South Vietnamese soldiers who were heartbroken to cry and howl again.
Looking at the chaos of South Vietnamese officers and sergeants in the cabin, Ye Huang stood at the door of the cabin with an expressionless face.
It was as if everything happening in front of him had nothing to do with him.
Beside, Beitang Xue also had a stern look on her face, her hair was a little messy in the sea breeze, and the military thorn in her hand was stained with blood, making her look a bit strange.
"Sooner or later, you will die. Since you choose to betray the country, I will kill you first!"
Gritting his teeth, the man in the cabin, who was probably an experienced officer on this warship, once again fired the pistol in his hand at the sergeant who was kneeling on the ground.
Suddenly, Ye Huang, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly threw out the Leng Feng in his hand.
A second later, a popping sound came out, and then there was a hoarse sound like a person trying to exhale but couldn't.
The officer in the cabin saw a blood-red stain on his neck, and at the same time, Ye Huang's cold front returned to his hand again.
After standing swaying on the spot for a few seconds, the South Vietnamese officer who had his neck wiped showed a sneer, opened and closed his mouth and uttered a few words.
"Kill me, and you won't know the location of our transaction! Ahem..."
"Don't worry, I will know soon, because I know that you are not the commander here, you are just an adjutant."
With a curl of his lips and a sneer, Ye Huang walked into the cockpit.
When the officer who had his neck wiped heard what Ye Huang said and saw Ye Huang's sneer, he wanted to say something, but in the end he could only fall in a pool of blood unwillingly.
"Bata!"
"Hiss...hoo..."
After lighting a cigarette, Ye Huang took a long puff and then spit it out.
Then he placed the cigarette on the table nearby.
"I'll give you a cigarette, and whoever tells you who is the captain will live!"
After saying that, Ye Huang moved a stool from the side, sat down, and crossed his legs comfortably.
The condition suddenly proposed by Ye Huang made the remaining dozen or so people suddenly at a loss.
More than a dozen sergeants looked left and right, but no one answered.
"How do we know you are not lying to us? You just killed so many people!"
A sergeant suddenly spoke, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
"You can choose not to answer, I think someone will answer."
He smiled coldly and said, "I don't mean to force you. This question is entirely voluntary."
"I said!"
"I said so too!"
"I'll tell you who the captain is."
…
Not long after Ye Huang finished speaking, the remaining sergeants in the cabin began to scramble again.
The desire for life allows them to fully display the dark side of human nature at this moment.
"Okay...very good, tell me, who is it? It's over, don't count..."
Ye Huang smiled gloomily. Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring directly at a container located under the cockpit.
Seeing this scene, Ye Huang smiled, stood up, walked over, and kicked the container.
"Shall you come out on your own, or shall I catch you? Dear Mr. Captain?"
There was no response from the container, and there was silence on the dead side, as if there was no one there at all.
"You won't come out, you have the guts!" With a cold snort, Ye Huang walked to the corner of the cabin, took off the dry powder fire extinguisher, flipped the safety switch on, and sprayed it on the container.
In less than a second, the container opened in response, and a fat South Vietnamese officer in his forties rushed out with a powdery face.
"It seems that you like this very much..."
Picking up the cigarette that had been lit for a while, Ye Huang took another puff.
"I guess Mr. Captain should know what I want to get. Tell me where the transaction is, the specific time and place!"
"If I tell you, will you let all of us go?"
Seemingly knowing that it was impossible to hide anything, the fat man gritted his teeth and asked.
"Then it depends on whether you are telling the truth..."
"I need your assurance!"
The other party was obviously not prepared to confess just because of what Ye Huang said.
"You can choose not to answer. I think the two people on the boat will tell you."
"They don't know the location of the transaction! It's useless for you to force a confession!"
"Really? I don't believe these places are not on your navigation chart..." Ye Huang took another puff of cigarette and stood up.
"If you want to live, just write the place and time on the paper next to you. If you don't want to live, forget it."
After saying that, Ye Huang winked at Beitang Xue and walked out of the cockpit.
"Immediately ask the monks and the others to contact our internal lines in South Vietnam. They should change their plans. The location they changed is the exact location."
As soon as he got out of the cockpit, Ye Huang used his true energy to transmit messages to Beitang Xue. The latter was stunned for a moment and was about to ask Ye Huang, but the latter said something else.
"There is surveillance in the cockpit. I have turned off the video, but they can still get the sound. I am having sex just to show them."
When Ye Huang said this, Beitang Xue understood everything instantly.
He nodded and left quickly.
On the same spot, Ye Huang's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of coldness. The other party wanted to play with these things with him, so he could only say that he had met his ancestors.
