Iron blood phoenix of Nuwa's army

Chapter 33 The Bourne (1)
I opened it and saw that it was a map that I am all too familiar with, the map of my hometown, Q city in China.Baker told me that there is a secret research institute of the Chinese military, which is secretly called the 1433 Research Institute. It has a secret that makes governments and arms dealers all over the world salivate-the final data blueprint of a certain Chinese strategic cruise missile.

In the office of the second group, Shen Meng walked in, and put a stack of interrogation records in front of Qin Yun who was sitting on his seat in a daze with a slumped face: "This is Qin Feng's interrogation records, you can take a look."

"Have you recruited them all?" Qin Yun glanced at the transcript, then looked up at Shen Meng.

"It's all recruited." Shen Meng smiled, "And it's basically useless for us to ask questions. Originally, we considered that Qin Feng was a professionally trained person and prepared a large set of interrogation plans, but in the end it was all useless. He is It told everything like a story from beginning to end."

"That's good!" Qin Yun let out a sigh of relief, "This... I won't watch it."

"You have to read, this is the director's order." Shen Meng frowned and said, "This is not only to let you understand Qin Feng's entire experience, the most important point is that we have to formulate the next order through Qin Feng's explanation. A step-by-step action plan."

After Shen Meng finished speaking, she hurried out. Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and finally fixed his eyes on the interrogation transcript in front of him.To be honest, he wanted to see it, but he really didn't dare to.After hesitating for a long time, he still picked up the transcript and read it from beginning to end.

My name is Qin Feng, and I'm a twin brother with your colleague Qin Yun, so I won't talk nonsense about things like age and hometown.

Let me start with what happened on the border when I was a soldier——

That day, I remember, was July 7th, Wednesday. It was our turn to go out on patrol. Our platoon leader was hospitalized with a bad cold. I was the acting deputy platoon leader and I led the team.That jungle, which we call "Area 9", is the key area of ​​our company's defense line, and stowaways or drug dealers often sneak into the country from there.After arriving at Area 3, I divided the entire platoon of fighters into many patrol groups according to the regulations, in groups of three.

The team I lead consists of two people, one is Tian Rongjun and the other is Peng Bo. They are two veterans. They are one year older than me, and that year is also their last summer in the army.I remember that the jungle was extremely hot at that time. We patrolled the jungle along the established route. It didn't take long for us to get soaked all over. We didn't find anything abnormal along the way, and finally we reached the edge of the border.According to the procedure, we have to look beyond the national border from that position to determine whether the opposite side is safe.We chose a location. As soon as I picked up the binoculars, my eyes went dark, and the back of my head felt like I had been hit by a hammer.The moment I fell down, I found a few people in auspicious clothes jumping out of the bushes under our feet...

When I woke up, I found myself tied up and locked in a small wooden hut. Two comrades in arms were tied up next to me. Our mouths were all sealed with tape. We couldn't speak, we could only make eye contact.We don't know where we are or what happened.It wasn't until early the next morning, when the group of drug dealers broke in and beat us up, that I vaguely learned that the place was no longer in China, but the lair of an armed drug trafficking organization outside China.

Those drug dealers hated us border guards to death, beat us to death, and tortured us to death.They stabbed Tian Rongjun's anus with a sharpened bamboo until the bamboo tip came out of his mouth.They used knives to slit Peng Bo's stomach open and cut off his internal organs one by one... If she hadn't barged in, I would have been beaten to death by them.

Her name is Nawin, and she is the only daughter of Aung San, the leader of the drug trafficking organization. When I saw her for the first time, I couldn’t connect her with those murderous drug dealers anyway. She is so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her. .Nawin stopped the drug dealers, and asked them to drag me outside, who was the only one who survived, and called the doctor inside the drug dealers to apply medicine to me.Seeing my body covered in bruises, Nawin actually shed tears.

Nawin took me to meet her father Aung San. At that time, there were several tall white men sitting beside Aung San.I only found out afterwards that these white men were mercenaries, instructors hired by Aung San at a high price to train his own armed forces, and the three of us were the meeting gifts given to Aung San by these instructors.Aung San was very enthusiastic when he saw me, and then he made a request to me: He asked me to draw him the patrol route map and patrol schedule of his troops.I firmly refused at first, but Aung San went out and took Peng Bo's heart, which had just been cut off by the drug dealers, and cut it off piece by piece in front of me to drink... I was scared, and said If I didn’t agree, I was already scared. I didn’t want to die, especially I didn’t want my heart to be dug out by Aung San for drinking.

Aung San locked me up again and asked me to think about it.That night Nawin came again. She looked at me pitifully and begged me to agree to her father's request.I still don't understand what happened that night. After I drank all the jug of wine that Nawin brought, I actually possessed her... The next morning, I became a complete betrayer.Aung San was very happy, gave me a lot of money, and promised to marry Nawin to me.He let me stay there with peace of mind, and ordered someone to find a corpse of my size (to be exact, he chose a living person to kill).After that corpse and the corpses of my two comrades-in-arms were almost decomposed, he ordered people to sneak into the border and bury the corpse.

I stayed in Aung San's drug trafficking organization, lived together with Nawin, and became Aung San's son-in-law. Everyone in the organization smiled coquettishly when they saw me.From there, the risk of the organization smuggling drugs into the country has been greatly reduced.At that time, I also calmed down, blamed myself for the crimes I committed, and was in pain.But I know that I can't turn back... And every time I see Nawin and hold her in my arms, I think evilly, it's all worth it!I have lived with such contradictions for a long time.During that time, I kept blaming myself and comforting myself. The only thing I could vent was to train desperately with those mercenary instructors.

I have practiced all my skills, and my marksmanship and combat skills are not inferior to those instructors.After those people left, I became the leader of Aung San's armed forces, helping him carry out armed drug dealers, and helping him lead people to fight with other drug dealers. I became his right-hand man.

I lived like this for more than three years, until our drug trafficking organization was besieged by the government forces of country Y and almost wiped out, and my troops were also beaten to pieces by the government forces with overwhelming weapons and equipment.Aung San was blasted into coke by the rocket fired by the helicopter, and I fled in a hurry with Nawin who was seriously injured...

Nawin did not survive in the end. She told me when she was dying that in fact, she didn't really fall in love with me at first sight at first, but fell in love with me gradually.All her actions were arranged by Aung San, including treating my injuries and dedicating herself to me.Aung San didn't take her daughter seriously at all, she was just a tool for use.Aung San saw that I was a cadre of the People's Liberation Army, so he deliberately directed this plan to persuade me to surrender.

I betrayed the motherland, and was completely beaten by the woman I loved so much, and I ran around like a lost dog to avoid the suppression of the government army.Later, I contacted those white instructors. They knew my strength and strongly invited me to join them.In this way, I became a mercenary again, a mercenary who has no regard for any morals in search of money and the thrill of killing.My life has become simply killing people, making money, and playing with women. I have long since become an empty shell without a soul...

"Qin Feng! You idiot! Bastard! Bastard!" Qin Yun slammed the interrogation transcript on the table, jumped up from the chair, and slammed his fist against the wall. Blood dripped from the back of his hand. Qin Yun cried out in pain. Squat in the corner.

"Sister Meng, go and have a look!" Outside the door, Fang Xiaoyan said nervously.

Shen Meng shook her head and sighed lightly: "Let's not go in, this incident hit him too hard, and it would be better for him to face the reality..."

"Then you don't feel bad?" Fang Xiaoyan asked with a smile.

"Damn girl! When is it so rude? Let's go!" Shen Meng blushed and dragged Fang Xiaoyan away, but she still couldn't help but look back in the direction of the office.

In the room, Qin Yun stood up feebly, sat back on the chair, picked up the transcript with all his strength, and continued to read:
The life of a mercenary lasted for more than a year. My teammates died in battle one after another, and I kept adding new ones, but I, the most damned one, was still alive and well.After all, I am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and I don't even have the courage to take the initiative to meet the bullet, which is the most liberating.Later, the mercenary team I was in was bought by a spy organization called "Decryptor".The decryptor does not belong to any country or organization, it is a pure international spy organization, its only business is to use various methods, including stealing, buying, robbing, and exchanging to obtain secrets, and then sell these secrets to those who need it most People or organizations or countries, to seek huge benefits.

(End of this chapter)