Now that the decision was made, Team Omega returned the same way. This time they were different from the cautious approach when they came, and their speed was much faster.
They were separated from the previous group of people for about half an hour. If they were fast, they would catch up quickly.
Although he knew that the probability of those people getting the hard drive was extremely low, Owen decided to give it a try, not only for the hard drive, but also to catch a tongue. Now that the communication was interrupted, he thought the fastest way to find the pilot was to ask a tongue.
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“&*&(*%(&*%……”
There was a chatter in a foreign language from the front, Owen made a fist gesture, and the team slowed down and approached quietly.
Outside the woods, the dozen armed Serb soldiers they had seen before were surrounding a man. The man was a young man, dressed in civilian clothes. Facing more than a dozen guns pointed at him, the long-haired young man was a little scared, but he was still stubborn.
Pointing a gun at the opponent, just him alone against a dozen people on the other side, he looked very powerless no matter what.
"Damn, look, we caught someone, a guerrilla..."
It seemed that the leader of the group did not care about the young man's gun. Instead, he joked in Croatian. The long-haired young man did not reply, but his palms were nervous and sweaty.
"Let me guess, are you going to beat us to death and then be shot to death by us? How old have you been, 19? 20?"
The leader was teasing him wantonly, seemingly convinced that the long-haired young man did not dare to shoot.
"Pato, fired his gun..."
After a while of scolding, a guy went up and grabbed the young man's gun. The young man was surrounded by more than a dozen people and was too scared to shoot. He was easily disarmed by the other side.
Then, a size 43 foot stamped on his face, the young man was kicked down, and the people next to him burst into laughter.
"%...*&...*..."
What seemed to be an interrogation followed, but unexpectedly, the stubborn young man was very uncooperative.
In the woods, everyone was ready. Among the people at the scene, except for Bayev's RPK, which did not have a silencer and was temporarily unsuitable for firing, everyone else's weapons were equipped with silencers.
Not far away, the sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard from time to time, but the long-haired young man never said a word. One of the guys at the head got impatient, took out a pistol, pulled the trigger to load, and pressed the muzzle against him from behind.
On the back of the head of the long-haired young man.
"Head, what should I do?"
The vss cross mirror in Fred's hand has already been put on the head of the guy holding the pistol, just waiting for Owen's order.
The young man knelt on the ground with his eyes closed, looking resigned to his fate. The Serb leader was condescending, holding a gun in one hand and shooting in a standard execution style. The others were laughing, as if they were enjoying the performance.
Owen made the decision without much thought: "Except for the leader, kill everyone else..."
The long-haired young man suppressed his fear, pursed his lips tightly, and his body trembled slightly, waiting for the gunshot that would judge his fate. At this moment, he was actually thinking that maybe, with this gunshot, he would be forever
He couldn't hear it, and by the time his ears picked up the sound, the bullet might have damaged his brain.
The young man was waiting. Time seemed to pass much slower than expected at this time. Suddenly, he felt something spray on his neck, a moist and warm feeling, and at the same time, a scream came from his ears.
He opened his eyes in confusion, and saw that the guy who had pointed the pistol at him was lying on the ground, holding his arms and letting out a blood-curdling scream, with a look of pain on his face. The hand he was holding the gun had already touched.
The body is separated and falls in front of itself.
Some of the guys who were watching the show kept falling down, and blood spurted out from their bodies. Some guys reacted, but before they even had time to turn around, their bodies were tilted by the bullet belt, and they fell to the ground motionless.
Herman knelt on the ground and did not dare to move. It was obvious that there were other people at the scene. Those people killed the Serb armed men in front of them. He is still alive, but he may not be able to continue to live.
Herman continued to maintain his kneeling posture, and the scene fell silent. A dozen Serb armed forces lay on the ground in an instant. Except for the wailing guy, there was no sound.
Then, Herman discovered that several black figures stood up by the woods. The shadows slowly walked out, and they were several fully armed soldiers. Herman was very sure that these people were not guerrillas, and they were certainly not Serb armed men.
Their equipment is so sophisticated.
On the other side, the heartbeat was already cooperating with Bayev to interrogate the only guy still alive on the ground.
The rest of the people were confirming the death of the enemy. The distance between the two sides was very close, and they were attacking intentionally or unintentionally. There was no one on the ground who needed to recharge.
"tell me your name……"
Bayev hit the guy in the face with the butt of his rifle, which brought him back from the pain, but what the guy said was just a gibbering dialect, and no one present could understand it.
After giving the other party several hardships, the situation still did not improve.
Herman was still kneeling on the ground and did not dare to move. The severed hand holding the pistol was within reach of him. No one at the scene pointed a gun at him. It seemed that no one was even paying attention to him, but he was
He knew that as long as he dared to touch the gun, the fate waiting for him would never be worse than this severed hand.
The inquiry over there wasn't over yet, and the guy's heart beat against the wound from time to time, and the other person let out a shrill scream, but the communication between the two was always about each other.
"Tell me, where is the pilot?"
Heartbeat shouted again, and he exerted force on his feet at the same time. Following his movements, the Serbs also screamed again, and from time to time they would say two words that they could not understand.
"I...I understand English, I can translate for you..."
Amidst the screams, Heman said timidly. Everyone looked at him. Heman swallowed unconsciously. He felt that whether he could survive would depend on this.
"Do you know English?"
Seeing the leader with oil paint on his face speaking to him, Herman immediately nodded. He seemed to have found a reason for himself to live. At the same time, he was very happy that he had good English scores when he was in school. As expected,
There is nothing wrong with mastering a foreign language under any circumstances.
Owen found out that the civilian they accidentally rescued could speak English. This was a surprise. Who would have thought that the military officer didn't understand English, but a civilian could actually understand it.
"You translate~~"
Herman nodded, and then asked in a heartbeat, Herman translated it into Croatian for him.
"They asked you about the pilot's connections. Where did you keep him?"
"He said one was dead and they were still looking for the other, but then they received an order to search for hard drives and the like near the crash site..."
Owen and Ghost looked at each other and could tell that what the Serb prisoners said was true, so the navigator should not have been caught by them yet. Judging from the way they looked for the hard drive, the hard drive was most likely in the hands of the navigator.
inside.
"Pa~~"
The ghost took out his pistol and shot the prisoner in the back. The situation was exactly the same as when he wanted to kill the long-haired young man in an execution style. Herman shivered. He suddenly realized that the shot just now seemed to have destroyed the value of his existence.
Gone.
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Thanks for the tip, little brother crown, I will add another chapter for you after I finish paying off the captain’s debt.