"That" the Li team was frowning: "But that's weird."
"It's okay." I signaled that it was okay, then stood up and walked to where the prisoners were: "We can ask them now."
In fact, I have two choices for this group of guys in my mind. First is the American Delta, but there are too many yellow people and the guns are too mixed. From m4a1 to ak74, which is full of various accessories, of course, maybe It was the equipment that was changed deliberately because of this operation, so as to create a false impression for the investigators.
The second is the French Foreign Corps. This troop is also a team that dares to fight such a tough battle, and there are a lot of yellow skins inside. Many Chinese serve in the Foreign Corps. It’s just that I treat the French Foreign Corps. There is really no good impression. The French can give priority to French citizenship at the cost of five years of service and let people from other countries sell their lives for them. This calculation is really good, and the performance of the foreign legions in Afghanistan is also quite ridiculous. One of the most controversial is the shooting of prisoners of war.
There are only these two forces. Otherwise, I can’t think of a third armed force that can unite magical forces from all corners of the world like this. .
"Who can speak Chinese." Thinking of this, I watched the captives squatting on the ground speaking in Chinese.
The six yellow-skinned ones didn't say a word, but a foreigner screamed to me: "I will."
I motioned him to stand up: "Tell me your troops, rank and mission."
"Sorry, this is a military secret." When the foreigner said this sentence, he was really round.
I stretched out my hand to Jiaping, and the little guy took out a big guy from the pistol holster at the waist of the storm guard on the side and handed it to my hand. Then the matter was simple. The foreigner told me as if pouring beans from a bamboo tube: "The French Foreign Legion, Sergeant, came to China to kidnap you."
Now that this guy is finished, I shot this guy in the head with the guy in my hand, put down the gun in my hand, and I smiled at everyone who was squatting: "ok, whocanspeak english."
"Why did you kill him! Didn't he say it all!" A yellow-skinned prisoner stood up: "Do you still have the Geneva Treaty in your eyes!"
"I don't see the idiot who doesn't cry in the coffin, he is the same, so are you." I pointed my gun at him.
"I'm Chinese, you can shoot even if there is a kind of!"
At his request, I waved my hand, and the three storm guards dragged him towards the big pit aside. This kind of fool who has joined the French Foreign Legion told me that he is a Chinese. Do you think that? Following my comrades is Dragon Quest, right? A group of people ran to my living room to kill my host family. They didn’t even declare the damn thing and talked to me about the Geneva Convention. Killing this kind of brain is too small. I'm tired of all fools.
Listening to the intensive gunshots coming from the big pit, I was a little relieved, pouring out malice in my mouth at the expensive road and everyone squatting on it: "Okay, I'm in a very bad mood now. Who can tell me who instigated you to come here is good, and I will give you a chance to survive."
Jiaping spoke naturally in French, English, Japanese, Vietnamese, and many other languages, and was a lively little translator.
There was a commotion among the captives. I signaled the storm guards not to shoot. The captives whispered to each other for a while, and then stood up another yellow-skinned classmate: "French Foreign Legion, Sergeant Lin Junjie, currently has the highest position among the captives. By."
"How many of you are there."
"We have a total of 100 people, and then there are newcomers transferred from other places. Our company's lieutenant died in the pit, the captain was killed in hand-to-hand combat, the ensign and the sergeant died in battle, and you just killed the sergeant. The last one in."
"Very well, you know why you guys are here." He said so, and I subconsciously looked at the foreigner who had fallen in a pool of blood.
"Knock you and kill you if you can't do it. This is an order from the highest commander of the legion." The man stopped here after saying: "I heard it seems to be a mission from the United States."
"It seems that I don't believe these words. I only know that your foreign legion did it." I nodded and looked at the young man in front of me: "Since you know the task, why come here."
"There is no choice, the captain transferred from above did not tell us what the mission is going to be until today."
"Do you want your own hands to be stained with the blood of your compatriots?" I looked at the sergeant chief and asked.
The latter shook his head, then nodded again.
"I joined the Foreign Legion to stay with my girlfriend. She had money in her family and got an investment visa. I didn't have anything, but I had been a soldier for a few years before, so I could only go to the Foreign Legion to continue serving as a soldier." muttered Here, there was a trace of apology on Brother Lin's face: "This is no way. If I don't take part in the action, I will die first."
"I know and understand that everyone wants to live a happy life in their hearts." I patted his shoulder, sighed, and turned away.
"You said, give us freedom." The young man's reproach came from behind, his tone seemed to be expected.
"Well, yes, I said so." After that, I looked at the driver who was following me: "Let them go."
"Impossible, Your Royal Highness."
"Team Li! Are you trying to "force" me to get my hands dirty!" I stared at Team Li in front of me.
"Then I can do it for you!" Team Li was looking at me with a serious face: "I know there are your compatriots among them. But please understand! They are no longer you since they joined the attacker's army. Compatriots! They yearn for another country! It is another system that they think can make them live better! They even think that as long as you kill you to complete the task, they can go back and embrace happiness!" Speaking of which, this The team is shaking his head: "They are a great group of soldiers, but if we take them to blame you on the French "government" of this world, those damn politicians will definitely say that these people are not their soldiers at all. After the battle fails, they are already lonely ghosts in this world, so please don't think that giving them freedom is your compassion. You don't kill them now, just let them slow down their sex and commit suicide. ! So let us give them a ride."
"Okay, I understand." Looking at Li Teamzheng, I have to admit that what he said was not wrong at all.
"Yes, your intention."
Team Lee nodded solemnly, and I walked towards the landing field in the distance.
Listening to the gunshots rang out behind me, I said to myself, "What I did is right."
"Yes, you just let them go, and they can't go back. They are the lone souls and wild ghosts in this world. The next life path can only be silently dying while surviving. This is the destination of the assassins, you Even if they let them go, they won't be able to see their families, relatives and friends again." Xie En's voice told her point of view: "It's just a pity that even an enemy like Lin Jun is a great fighter."