"Bang …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his leg and kicked Luo Dazuo. He flew backward and hit the mud wall behind him with a dull thud. Luo Dazuo slid down the wall, rubbing the mud on the ground. His whole body curled up and twitched violently on the ground. His eyes rolled back and he opened his mouth wide, but his chest could not be seen. It was obvious that he was out of breath from the kick.
"Cough, cough, cough …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood at the side and watched coldly. Luo Dazuo coughed. Even so, he still suppressed his voice and did not dare to be loud. This made Zhang Xiaoqiang curious. A person who was not even afraid of death actually did not dare to make a sound to attract other people's attention.
"I don't have any patience. I hope you tell me what I want before I explode. Otherwise, I will make your stomach explode like a balloon and let everyone hear it."
"Don't, I'll say it, but … what do you want me to say?"
Luo Dazuo was very receptive to this, but he really did not know. Just now, he was in so much pain that his head was spinning. It was as if his brain had been switched on. All sorts of loud noises and vibrations intertwined together. How could he have guessed anything else?
"Everything …"
Zhang Xiao Qiang's tone was very firm. If he wasn't a little interested in this guy, he wouldn't have dilly-dallied for so long. Besides, a soldier sneaking into New Era's cutting-edge armed helicopter in the middle of the night to mess around didn't look like a hardcore traitor of New Era.
"Then I'll say it …"
Luo Dazuo was the only one who had brought his family here. He thought that his position was not low and that he would be able to protect his woman. Who knew that in this isolated place, Jiang Xiancheng and the others would get tired of playing with the women they brought and turn their attention to Luo Dazuo?
First, they would collect all the bullets and strictly control them. Then, they would secretly force his woman. Luo Dazuo did not know at first. It was only when his wife suddenly became pregnant that he found out. Luo Dazuo did not have any plans to have a child here. Every time he did it, he was very careful. His woman was pregnant, but it was not his child.
At that time, Luo Dashuo had exploded. He had beaten his woman half to death and finally forced her to tell him who had done it. The truth made Luo Dashuo angry, but he had no way to vent it. Jiang Xiancheng and a few of his loyal followers had all participated.
Luo Da Zuo's woman was afraid that Jiang Xiancheng would harm Luo Da Zuo, so she had no choice but to endure Resplendence. At that time, Luo Da Zuo had wanted to kill these people. Unfortunately, he had no way of killing the four high-ranking officers under the protection of the guard platoon. At the same time, his subordinates would not listen to him, because if they killed the high-ranking officers, they would have to leave this place, cross the cliff path, and go to the dangerous outside.
Although it was boring here, at least they could guarantee food and safety. It was many times more comfortable than outside. Luo Da Zuo could not incite the soldiers below him. He thought that he could bear with it and endure until the rotation period with his woman. Who knew that Jiang Xiancheng and the others were more interested in the pregnant woman? They tortured the woman all day, trained her to be a dog, and thought of ways to humiliate her. At the same time, the news slowly spread, and they almost did it in front of Luo Da Zuo.
Luo Da Zuo had always been a ruthless character, not a cowardly man. He knew that if he fought head-on, he would only lose his life. In order to find an opportunity, he had to pretend to be a cowardly man, talking and laughing with others, not caring that he was being cuckolded. Gradually, he lost his prestige, and at the same time, he weakened Jiang Xiancheng's guard against him.
Before the plane arrived, he had been planning. He found some plants with starch and prepared to brew his own alcohol. Then, he would get the logistics officer drunk and get enough explosives for a platoon to sit on the plane. He already had some ideas, but the appearance of the plane gave him a better choice. It was this choice that led him to fall into Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at this guy who had a grudge against Jiang Xiancheng for stealing his wife. He could not help but calculate the gains and losses in his heart. From the looks of it, this guy had a greater hatred for the New Era. Relatively speaking, breaking his hand was just a punishment for him trying to assassinate him.
This gave Zhang Xiaoqiang another choice. He needed the latest news from the inside of the New Era, so he could not destroy this base. However, Jiang Xiancheng might not be reliable. Jiang Xiancheng's respect for him was built on the fact that he was an evolver of the 7th Division. Once the news of the 7th Division's destruction came, Zhang Xiaoqiang would also be exposed. This was a huge flaw.
However, Zhang Xiaoqiang kept Jiang Xiancheng alive. At least he could get the news before it was exposed. If he killed Jiang Xiancheng, who knew if Luo Da Zuo would be able to control this base? This involved the probability of buying something big or small.
After Luo Da Zuo finished speaking, he lowered his head and muttered:
"I don't want to say anything, not because I'm afraid of a woman's heart, but because I don't want that bastard Jiang Xiancheng to see my miserable state. The more miserable I am, the happier he will be …"
As he spoke, a small black pill was thrown on the ground between his feet. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in surprise. Zhang Xiaoqiang only said three words: "Eat it …"
When Luo Da Zuo heard this, he did not hesitate to grab the jujube-like pill and threw it into his mouth along with the soil. He was not an idiot. If Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to kill him, he would not waste anything. Even if he ate poison, it was still a resource. Obviously, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted him to do something, or something else. This meant that he could live, and if he could live, he would have a chance.
"Tong …"
A gleaming MP7 submachine gun was thrown to Colonel Luo's feet. Another two 30-round magazines were thrown to the side of the gun. Zhang Xiao Qiang's cold words drifted into Colonel Luo's ears.
"You can take Jiang Xiancheng's head yourself, but I need you to control the entire supply base after this is done. Whether you succeed or not, this has nothing to do with me. You found the gun in the plane. I'm sleeping very soundly. A gun with a silencer won't wake me up. Do you understand?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's words surprised and delighted Luo Da Zuo. He grabbed the magazine and bit it in his mouth. He held the gun with one hand and did not speak. He only nodded. Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and walked back to his tent. He did not care that his back was exposed to Luo Da Zuo's gun.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was strolling under the moonlight, was very satisfied as he watched Luo Da Zuo's shadow slowly disappear behind him. He had been watching Luo Da Zuo's reflection under the moonlight. As long as Luo Da Zuo raised his gun and took aim, his Rat King Blade would fly over and chop him into meat paste. Luo Da Zuo respectfully sent him away, proving that he had a way of judging people.
After returning to the tent, Zhang Xiaoqiang sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. This was going to be a night of killing. Either Jiang Xiancheng and the others would die, or Luo Da Zuo would die. No matter who died, Zhang Xiaoqiang would not allow this matter to be linked to him.
When he entered a state of tranquility, all the sounds around him became clear. There were all sorts of insects chirping, the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops, and the faint creaking sound of doors opening and closing. In between, there were almost undetectable muffled sounds and miserable groans.
Zhang Xiaoqiang summarized all the sounds and figured out Luo Da Zuo's route of action. Luo Da Zuo held a submachine gun and carefully opened the doors one by one. He killed the sleeping guards one by one. As he fired, he used his bandaged left hand to cover the person's mouth and nose.
After clearing the sleeping guards, he carefully went around the sentry post and shot them in the back of the head from behind. As blood and brain matter splattered, the muffled sound of human bodies hitting the ground could be faintly heard in all directions.
Suddenly, all sorts of screams could be heard. Among them were miserable howls, begging for mercy, and angry shouts. In the end, they turned into fearful howls and calls, followed by miserable screams one after another.
The entire supply base was in chaos. Hundreds of people were shouting and running, and the flames from the torches illuminated the outside of the tent with a red light. Zhang Xiaoqiang finally came down to the ground, grabbed his rifle, and walked out of the tent. He happened to see Yuri, who was yawning, walk out of the tent beside him. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the rifle at Yuri and pointed it at the plane that was parked a few hundred meters away. Yuri instantly lost all his sleepiness. He pulled the bolt of his rifle and ran towards the plane. He understood that nothing else mattered. Only their means of transportation was the most important.
When Yuri climbed onto the plane and prepared to take off, Luo Da Zuo's shouts and gunshots calmed the panicking crowd. Even the garrison troops, who had their bayonets ready, were shocked. The reason was simple. Luo Da Zuo was one of their own. If one of their own killed another, it would not be considered an enemy attack, but an internal strife.