In the afternoon, the fog was thick and enveloped the entire mountain.
The terrain of the Gobi Desert here is complex, with pits and undulations, clusters of red willow branches and vines, and clumps of splendens.
Standing on the high platform, Black Eagle lowered his head and observed the increasingly blurred geographical environment below. He looked calm on the surface, but felt a little nervous and uneasy in his heart.
Originally, he relied on his condescending geographical advantage to be able to spot the approaching police in the shortest possible time. Now that the fog is so heavy, it is not impossible for someone to accidentally touch him.
Moreover, the weapon support promised by the instructor was delivered by drone today. In this messy weather, it is estimated that it will be difficult for the drone to detect them in the first place.
This kind of drone hovering in the wilderness can easily attract the attention of the police.
Black Eagle wandered around for a few times, thinking that Elk was still squatting in the small hole below, and no matter how bad his luck was, he could still delay some time, so he decided to go back to the temporary camp to deal with the extra Chinese hostage.
Pack up again, just wait for the drone to put away its weapons, and then continue to evacuate to the western border.
Back in the cave, Black Eagle signaled his men to drag the young Chinese hostage to the entrance of the cave, and then threw the 92 pistol hanging in his waist at Silican's feet.
Perhaps realizing that death was about to befall them, the Chinese hostages suddenly became frightened and moved back, while Nuonuo kept begging for mercy:
"Please, let me go. I don't know anything."
Black Eagle was unmoved. He asked his men to form a circle, surrounding the Chinese hostages and Silican in the circle.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Silican: "I said, either he dies or you die."
Siliken knew that Black Hawk would definitely be able to do it, and he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, all his eyes focused on the black pistol that Black Hawk had thrown on the ground.
He picked up the pistol with trembling hands, but because he was shaking so hard, he dropped the pistol again.
Picked it up again, dropped it again.
After several rounds, Black Eagle was finally angered.
He picked up the thin Silicon, like a frightened chicken, and with his bow left and right, slapped Silicon crazily, and kept yelling and swearing.
Siliken, who was just a gangster in the first place, was completely confused. He allowed Black Eagle to rub and abuse him without any reaction, and blood was dripping from his nostrils and corners of his mouth.
When Black Eagle got tired of beating him, he threw Xiliken to the ground with a flick of his hand, shook his head towards his confidant beside him, and leaned back on an unfolded folding chair, breathing heavily.
The confidant was already familiar with doing these things, so he stepped forward, picked up the pistol on the ground, and forced it into Silican's hand. Then he hung the other man's index finger on the trigger and pushed it in front of the Chinese hostage.
"Xilikan, shoot." The confidant said softly, with a sincere tone, as if he was trying to save him.
"Shoot."
"Shoot."
"Shoot!"
Other people around him shouted together, urging Silican.
Siliken, who was dizzy, couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north for a moment. He just wanted to escape from this hellish place. But his wrist was tightly tightened by the other party, and his neck and back were also pressed straight. He couldn't resist at all.
, and dare not resist.
Forget it, I can't help it. In the end, Siliken even had the mentality to give up resistance and was ready to fall into this boundless darkness with them.
He twitched his index finger slightly.
"boom!"
"Bang bang!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of gunshots in the distance.
Siliken was so frightened that he thought he had fired the gun. His gaze, which was originally staring at the ground, subconsciously shifted to the Chinese man.
Um?
How come it's still fine?
Wasn't it me who fired the gun just now?
Siliken was slightly distracted, and then the hand holding the gun suddenly felt pain. Black Hawk snatched the pistol from his hand and angrily ordered his men to follow him towards the mountain pass.
In the blink of an eye, only he and the young Chinese man were left paralyzed on the ground, with his hands and feet tied behind his back.
He groped over and hesitated for a moment: "Hey, what's your name?"
The Chinese people looked at the KKK member in front of them who had been forced to kill by their accomplices before, and knew that the other person might still have some conscience in his heart.
"My name is Ma Dacheng. If you let me go, I will give you money!"
Siliken looked back at the direction Black Eagle and the others left, shook his head and said: "Those who can't run, we can't run. In this big Gobi desert, there is no food or drink, you will starve to death."
Ma Dacheng spoke very quickly: "You run with me! There are also frozen meats they have stored in the cave. Take them with you and let's go together!"
Siliken, who had been brainwashed for a long time, continued to shake his head: "They know where my home is. If I run away, they will kill my whole family."
"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
At this time, a series of gunshots came from the other side of the mountain pass without stopping.
Ma Dacheng glanced at Yamaguchi quickly: "Listen! The police are here! Otherwise they wouldn't shoot! We still have a chance to run now, otherwise when the police come up and see me like this, they might regard you as a Klub.
Damn it!
"Xilikan, run with me! I will say good things to you in front of the police then, saying that you saved me! Black Hawk and the others will all be killed by the police, so your family will be safe! Wait until you go back
Finally, I’ll give you money! Ten thousand! Ah, no, one hundred thousand!”
Afraid that Black Eagle would come back to give him a backup, Ma Dacheng became really anxious and started to make random promises.
Silican was persuaded, and while helping Ma Dacheng untie him, he said: "I don't want your money, you just need to explain to the police that I am not a bad person. By the way, there is also a man named Elke, who also
You are not a bad person, you must tell the police clearly!"
"Definitely, I will tell the police!" Ma Dacheng nodded.
Throwing the untied rope aside, Silican said hopefully: "But you have to buy two tickets for me. I want to go to the east with Elk to work. I heard that as long as you are hardworking and willing to work there, you can get a lot of money in a month.
Seven or eight thousand!"
Ma Dacheng pulled Xiliken, who was still dreaming, and ran towards the cave where the Kryptonians stored the mutton: "Get the meat first, and then we will run east! They will definitely not dare to chase us!"
Siliken, who looked confused, was dragged away and hesitated: "Didn't you say the police are coming? Then why are we running?"
Ma Dacheng, who had been loosened, was now more frank: "What if it's not the police? What if the police lose?"
"ah!"
If Black Hawk and the others came back and saw me releasing the hostages, they would definitely kill me. Siliken was shocked, and when he came to his senses, he quickly followed Ma Dacheng and ran into the cave.
The two of them ran into the cave and one of them hugged a frozen sheep hind leg.
When leaving, Ma Dacheng found a black box piled next to the food, which was filled with homemade tools of the K elements.
He stopped, threw away the leg of lamb without hesitation, picked up the black box and ran out.