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Chapter 251 Fighting to the Death

When the ground staff heard Zhang Sanfen's denial, he couldn't react for a moment.

He glanced at the car next to him again, confirmed that it was correct, and then raised his foot to chase after it.

But Zhang Sanfen and I walked quickly and were already at the side of the transport plane.

He had no choice but to stamp his feet, turned around and ran back, probably to return the call.

At this time, the transport plane has basically finished loading the goods, and there are people in combat uniforms counting the materials, confirming the quantity and whether there are any omissions.

Next to it, there is a ten-man team, led by an unknown demon-suppressing soldier. Judging from the logo on his uniform, he should belong to the Kyoto field team.

They are special operators under Xu Zhenzi.

When he looked at us, his eyes were full of suspicion.

Especially when he saw us with three wolf spirits, he frowned even more.

But the certificates in our hands were issued by Mr. Hu himself, so after the captain inspected them, he let us into the cabin first.

The cabin was very messy, with all kinds of supplies piled up inside.

I looked around and said, "No seats?"

Zhang Sanfen said with a smile: "What are you thinking! The original task of transport aircraft is to transport supplies, and occasionally some people. But at this time, they have to be in the cabin with the cargo."

He found a fixed box, sat down on the ground, and said, "Waiting for the plane to take off, we will ignore this mess of the Qi family."

I nodded and looked at my watch again.

Logically speaking, this kind of transport plane has no fixed time and will leave when the goods are full.

Although it is not yet three o'clock, as long as the goods are counted, it is possible to set off at any time.

I sat next to the boss and said, "Boss, does this matter about the Qi family not matter?"

"And that old woman Qi, who was still alive after her head was shot through by a bullet. Did she practice some evil method?"

Zhang Sanfen said softly: "It's possible. This is a lunatic who wants to live forever. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to refine immortal corpses before."

"But in this matter, what Zhang Baiqiang said cannot be used as evidence, and it is impossible for the Secret Bureau to investigate the Qi family just because of a robber."

"I still say that, everything must be evidenced."

I sighed, this is the deterrent power of the three sons of the Qi family.

If it were an ordinary person, Zhang Sanfen could ask the Secret Bureau to investigate the other party with just one sentence.

But not the Qi family.

Not to mention the Qi family's contributions to China, even her three sons are top bosses.

Want to investigate the Qi family, do you think her three sons are just decorations?
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a group of demon-suppressing soldiers wearing swords quickly walking into the cabin.

They skillfully found a position where they could stabilize themselves, and then said nothing.

The captain's voice came from the loudspeaker in the cabin: "Take off in 3 minutes! Pay attention to your body!"

"If anyone messes with my cargo, I'll throw him out of the plane!"

Well, no matter how powerful an exorcist he is, he has to obey you after flying into the sky.

The headlights inside the cabin suddenly went out, leaving only the small dim yellow lights around, outlining the interior of the cabin.

Through this row of dim lights, I saw that the dozen or so demon-suppressing soldiers looked dull, with no expression on their faces.

I saw it strangely and asked in a low voice: "Boss, are these the demon-suppressing soldiers who are reinforcing the Uncursed Road?"

"What use can a dozen of us do if we go there?"

The corner of Zhang Sanfen's mouth twitched and he whispered: "This is a death-defying soldier."

"It's a path without a curse!"

I became even more curious and asked, "What is a death soldier?"

Zhang Sanfen said: "They are just a group of people who don't want to live anymore."

"Tsk, tsk, the Secret Bureau really dares to use death-defying soldiers, and they are not afraid of being sprayed to death if the news spreads."

According to Zhang Sanfen, the death squads are actually similar to the previous death squads.They are all jobs with the highest mortality rate.

The only difference is that the death squads use money or righteousness to attract people to join.

As for the death squad, they all choose people they don't want to live anymore.

For example, when we first explored the Uncursed Road, many of our comrades and companions died on the Uncursed Road.

The remaining people were like walking zombies, with only one belief left in their hearts, that is, to go to the curse-free road again, or to avenge their brothers, or to bring back the bodies of their brothers.

They have experienced great inner trauma, and even psychiatrists cannot treat it.

After what happened, they no longer communicate with their former companions, or even integrate into the new team.

So the Secret Bureau simply reorganized this group of people and provided psychological guidance to see if they could return them to normal.

In the beginning, hundreds of people who survived the Curseless Road slowly returned to normal. Those who did not return to normal also chose to retire from the army or change careers.

But there are still a very small number of people who can't let go of their obsession. They believe that although their bodies are still in Middle-earth, their lives have already been left on the Uncursed Road.

This small group of people are the members of the Death Squadron.

Once there is a need to explore the curse-free path, it's time for them to take action.

So for the duel team members, the only meaningful thing in their lives is to return to the curse-free path!
I was secretly frightened when I heard this. What kind of obsession is it that makes them care so much about the Curseless Road that they even want to lose their lives there?

What is hidden in the Curseless Road?
I glanced at Zhang Sanfen, eager to try.

But Zhang Sanfen said: "Don't try to communicate with them, they won't pay attention to anyone."

Seeing that the other party was not letting strangers in, I had no choice but to give up my plan of trying to get close to them.

Zhang Sanfen said: "Let's sleep for a while. It's still a long time before we reach our destination. It's just that it's cold here, so sleeping is a bit uncomfortable."

Cargo planes are definitely not as comfortable as passenger planes.

But when I thought about the possibility that something might happen to the Queen of Secret Hearts on Curseless Road, I threw these things out of my mind.

Amidst the slight turbulence of the transport plane, I found a comfortable position leaning against the cargo box and started to sleep.

I don’t know how long I slept for, but when I woke up, it was already dawn outside.

Turning around, I smelled the fragrant aroma. It turned out that Zhang Sanfen was cooking a self-heating hot pot.

Seeing me waking up, Zhang Sanfen said: "It's just right. It's almost ready to eat. It's not hot enough and it's not as good as real hot pot, but it's better than eating compressed biscuits."

I looked at the death soldiers next to me and realized that they were also opening dry food bags, holding compressed biscuits and eating them bite by bite. There was a marching water bottle next to each person, but the water inside should be cold.

This makes me feel a little sad.

They are all people who have bled and sweated for the Middle-earth. How come they treat others so poorly in terms of food?

The Secret Bureau's work is a bit too unethical.

I said, "Boss, why don't you give me some extra food for my brothers? Can you have the strength to walk the curse-free path by just eating compressed biscuits and drinking cold water?"

Zhang Sanfen said calmly: "Do you think they can eat anything from any of them?"

"Don't bring trouble to yourself."

I didn't believe in evil, so I took out the self-heating hot pot from my bag and said with enthusiasm: "Brother, I am the night shift manager of the Nanshan Funeral Home in the North China Plain."

"My name is He Yongheng, and I am also going to the Pamir Plateau."

"Since we are all on the same plane, it is fate. Brother, I still have some delicious food, why not..."

Before I finished speaking, ten people all turned their heads and looked at me expressionlessly.

That emotionless look made me feel uncomfortable all over, and I couldn't even continue to speak.

Immediately afterwards, the leader said one word to me coldly: "Get out!"

I said: "Okay!"

Then he hurriedly carried the package and sat next to Zhang Sanfen again.

The sense of oppression from this group of people is so strong!
(End of this chapter)