death of hope

Chapter 430 "Corporate Warrior" (340) Betrayal and Forgiveness
Taurus, Green Hills, a camp hidden deep in the rainforest,
The sound of gunfire was getting closer, and the leaves shaken by the shock wave scattered all over the ground.
Old and weak women and children, as well as a few wounded soldiers stood by the ammunition box, desperately filling the magazine with bullets and fuzing the homemade explosives.

"Enemy tanks are rushing towards Dalton's defenses! They are overwhelmed and need reinforcements!"

"Charlie (C) team assembled, comrades! It's time to go all out! Follow me!"

A group of people threw away their helmets, put on red turbans, and loaded ammunition into the vehicles. The old diesel engines roared harshly, leaving behind a trail of black smoke. Finally, several modified pickup trucks carrying heavy weapons were driven away.

A nurse opened the bloody tent curtain and asked for help: "We need type A blood!"

The one-legged old man rolled up his sleeves: "Smack me!"

The wounded lying on the stretcher were carried into the tent for rescue, and then carried out covered with their own coats. Some people kept howling parting life and death, and a loud shout could still be heard clearly:

"traitor!"

"Tie up!"

"what happened?"

"Comrade Potemkin has caught the traitor!"

"What the hell! Pull out his eyeballs! Get a knife! Smoke him!"

"Stop! Second Lieutenant Potemkin! What are you doing, lynching is not allowed in the base area!"

"What time is it? Don't care about the rules! One shot and it's over!"

"No organization and no discipline! We are not bandits!"

"Stop arguing! Fork out! Let the boss make the decision!"

On the high observation post built of bamboo in the east of the camp, Qi Gewale stepped on the ammunition box with one foot, held a single-lens electronic telescope, and frowned to observe the battle situation in the distance. nod.

"Boss! Catch the traitor!"

A group of ragged guerrillas supported a middle-aged man with a bruised nose and face, threw him heavily to the ground, and continued to punch and kick him.

"Stop, calm down, comrades." Qi Guwale put away the binoculars: "You accuse Comrade Vlasov of being a traitor, where is the evidence?"

"I'm a witness!" A strong man with a rifle kicked and cursed:

"I saw it! He was tipping off the enemy! Sneaked into the correspondent's tent and sent the coordinates of our positions and minefields to an unknown number! I caught him right away!"

A female soldier was shaking a stack of copy paper stapled together: "He didn't wrong him at all! He has a copy of the cipher book hidden on him! It's been planned for a long time!"

"Boss, he wants to sell your position at a high price so that those capitalist lackeys can catch you!"

"Understood, you go and help carry the wounded."

When everyone had gone away and there were only two people left on the observation post, Qi Gewale helped up the beaten middle-aged man; looking straight into his swollen eyes, he threw the copy of the code book in front of him:

"Comrade Grisha Grigorevich Vlasov,
Do you admit to the allegations made against you?
"Everyone has stolen goods, there is nothing to justify." The other party was so ashamed that he drooped his head and said:

"I betrayed you, Qi, and now the arrow troops of the corporate fighters are rushing towards the headquarters, kill me, and then take everyone to escape."

Qi Guwale sighed and turned his back:
"How long have we known each other, Comrade Grisha?"

"Don't call me comrade, I don't deserve it... It's been 20 years since the fight started... It should be."

"Grisha, you have education, ability, and experience. You had the opportunity to take over Comrade Patricia's position, take over my position, sit in the base area, and command the overall situation."

"It's useless to say that, I have already made a decision."

"Why did you betray me?"

"50 cash."

"It's ridiculous. The friendship of comrades who have fought together for 20 years is worth such a small amount of money."

"Money is just a bonus, there are other deals, my little one... Yelena is sick, very sick, and needs an artificial kidney transplant."

"Aren't you afraid of being tricked?"

"I had no choice, and they were the first to show sincerity,
After I provided the information for the first time, they took Yelena to the rich man's hospital and found the best specialist to complete the operation,
But artificial organs need long-term maintenance, I have to continue to provide information on the Greenhill base to save my daughter's life. "

"So that's it. What they want is me. They want to fight for a semi-retired old guy like me, and attack overwhelmingly. As for it."

"Qi, you underestimated your own influence, you are the thorn in the side of the capital power of the entire Terra Federation, the thorn in the flesh,

Both sides of this corporate war want to get rid of you. Ants can't shake an elephant. Let's face it, I'm not the only one who betrayed information. Even without my factor, they will come to you soon. "

"Look at the situation, right? Ideals are so worthless. I've always wanted to find a reliable successor.

Such as Christina (Chapter 249), such as Semyonov, such as Andrei Kevoi, such as you,

Grisha Grigorievich Vlasov,
I hope to find a smart person to take over. In the end, it turns out to be a [-]-year-old boy like you. In the end, he is a ruthless man with a head full of muscles like Potemkin, who remains loyal and passionate about revolutionary ideals.
Blame myself for being blind, being sold by an old buddy, and still thinking of him. "

"There's no need to sneer at me, Qi, you don't have a family, you don't have a daughter, you don't understand if you're full and the whole family isn't hungry."

"It's hard to explain to your comrades without blowing your head off."

Seeing the soldiers looking at him from the shade of a tree not far away, Qi Guwale pulled out his beloved Makarov 9mm automatic pistol from the quick-draw holster, pulled the slide, and flipped the safety with his thumb. Index finger rests on the trigger.

"Goodbye, fellow."

Grisha closed his eyes and felt the cold muzzle of the gun on the back of his head. Suddenly, the cold thing slid away against his scalp.

"Go away and go see your daughter."

The gun rang next to the left ear, shaking his head, and then he was kicked off the platform of the observation post violently.

Relying on the cushion of lush haystacks and dead branches, Grisha was not hurt by the fall,

He found that he had rolled into the blind spot below the dirt slope, and there was an off-road motorcycle parked beside him, with a shiny red five-pointed star painted on the fuel tank...

Seeing the traitor was shot and fell, the soldiers thought he was dead, and walked back to the camp to prepare for the last resistance.

Qi Guwale put away his gun and looked at the trees and vegetation that were being destroyed by artillery fire not far to the east. The last deep defense line was also broken through.

He was sitting on a rocking chair tied with rattan wire, and the Kurdish workers' chorus of "Wheel of Revolution" (1) played in the old-fashioned cassette player.
Light a cigar and wait for fate to come in the puff of smoke.

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