Nine hundred and ninetieth chapters Vietnamese traitor
"The meeting is dismissed.↘√★Academy he he.→↑◆"
As the general's words fell, the senior Vietnamese army officers present stood up, each with solemn expressions, and left quickly. This was the most critical time, and they had too many things to be busy with.
midnight.
The Vietnamese lieutenant general who had previously spoken out against the fight out just left the headquarters. He was exhausted. He was originally a Vietnamese general stationed in Hanoi and settled in Hanoi.
Under the protection of the guards, he returned to the army compound. He glanced at the dim light coming from the room and regained some energy. The thought of the young and beautiful wife he remarried filled his mind. Her perfect body emerged restrainedly, the two balls of flesh that he couldn't put down, and her coquettish and coquettish whisper seemed to echo in his ears.
"630" calls.
His heart suddenly became hot and hot, and his breathing became a bit heavy. He had been worried all day and was tired for so long. He really needed a woman to vent his joy madly.
Waving his hand, he looked at the guard and said, "Stay alert."
"yes."
The guards quickly dispersed and surrounded the entire yard.
He then straightened his clothes, walked over quickly, opened the door, and rushed upstairs.
Ga.
Pushing open the door to the room and looking at his wife lying on the bed and her exquisite body covered in translucent pajamas, he couldn't help but swallow, reached out to untie his military uniform and threw it away.
Click.
He unbuckled his belt and took it off, but just as he took it off to his knees, he heard a creak from behind, the door opened again, and a shadow appeared on the ground.
not good.
is the enemy.
His heart was anxious, and he wanted to jump forward and hide on the other side of the chuag, but he immediately let out a sigh in his heart, forgetting that his pants were still stuck on his knees. As soon as he moved, his body made a thud. He fell forward and fell to the ground, and he couldn't help but gasp in pain.
call.
Snapped.
As soon as he opened his mouth, something cold was stuffed into his mouth. He choked and rolled his eyes. He wanted to cough, but there was no way. His eyes were already wide open and filled with excitement. With a look of horror, how did this Chinese man sneak in? His guards didn't even notice it at all? Damn it.
Yi Tian raised his left hand, took off the Vietnamese army cap on his head, threw it away, looked at the guy lying on the ground, moved his hand, and inserted it, "Be honest, otherwise, one will be hit." It’s a pity that the general died like this.”
Hearing this, the guy immediately didn't dare to move and raised his hands wisely.
Only then did Yi Tian nodded with satisfaction, turned his head and looked at the woman on the bed, "Close the door and close the curtains."
The woman grabbed a coat and put it on, then stood up obediently, closed the door, and closed the curtains.
The eyes of the Vietnamese Lieutenant General suddenly widened. This was his woman. How could he listen to this Chinese man so much? Moreover, he finally understood that this guy clearly lurked in under the cover of his woman. .
"This is what happens when you rob civilian girls." Yi Tian sighed softly, then pulled out, looked at him, and whispered: "You are not a good person, you are corrupt, you are an official, you play with women in all kinds of ways, you must not be very good at it. I'm patriotic, so I came here to make a deal with you."
When the guy heard this, his face became even paler. This Chinese actually investigated all his details? Damn it, he knew that once the news was leaked, with the current military control system, he would probably be dragged out and executed immediately.
of.
call.
He took a deep breath and calmed down, "Where are my benefits?" He has been corrupted for a long time. He has nothing to do with coexisting with the country. What's more, his courage has long been frightened by the Chinese army.
broken.
As expected, he was a rebel. Yi Tian felt a little disdainful in his heart, but the more such people, the better for China. However, it is normal. After all, there are many traitors in China. He looked at the guy and said: "I guarantee you
It’s safe, you can choose to go to China, or you can choose to stay in Vietnam and continue to be a general of the Chinese Association Army.”
"Chinese Association Army?" He didn't seem to understand.
Yi Tian explained, "The Vietnamese army assisted China in fighting."
The guy's eyes flickered a few times. Isn't this a traitor army? Let's forget it. He still wants to live for a few more years. This kind of army is obviously cannon fodder. He thought for a while and then said: "But
, how do you ensure my safety? This place has turned into a military camp. I’m afraid you are also hiding here and there, so it’s not that easy to get out.”
Yi Tian smiled, shook his hand a few times, and looked at him meaningfully, "Didn't you just have a meeting to transport weapons to the outer defense line? This is a good opportunity."
What?
The guy's body trembled and he looked at Yi Tian with some horror. How long had it been since they had finished the meeting? They had just started preparations, but this Chinese already knew about it? How many traitors are there in their army?
For a moment, he felt that he was so lucky to have this Chinese come to his door. How could the Vietnamese army, which had been infiltrated like this, win? Isn't that asking for death?
The news is of course from the Hmong people in the Vietnamese army. The cooperation between the Hmong and China has not yet been announced, so the Vietnamese have not yet rejected the Hmong soldiers.
"What do you want me to do?" the guy calmed down and asked.
Yi Tian smiled, leaned over, and whispered: "Now, if you want to survive, you only have this chance. You take the initiative to escort the weapons, and then in addition to Hanoi, when you reach the periphery, we will naturally have someone to pick you up 5.7.
"
The guy seemed to have guessed something. He just stared at Yi Tian and hummed: "Then how should I believe your words? If I go over, I won't be able to resist at all."
Yi Tian shrugged, "Don't you know that the families of many Vietnamese officials who took refuge with us before the war started are living very well in China? Don't worry, even if the Chinese people don't like you very much and are rejected, then,
You can also go to Indonesia, which is also our territory and has many choices. The most important thing is that the words of the God of Death are worthy of your belief."
The guy hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and nodded, "Although the God of Death has killed countless people, I heard that he always keeps his word, so I believe it."
Yi Tian smiled, this guy was easier to deal with than he thought.