The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

Several people were shocked and ran out of the back door hurriedly, picking up their bags, and digging into the dense mountain forest behind the house.

They don't know how many people have arrived in the village, so they can only hide in the mountains and wait for the soldiers to leave. However, it didn't take long to hide, the village below that had been quietly trying to make peace suddenly sounded banging gunshots.

Jiang Yufeng's expression was shocked, and he took out the pistol from his bag and was about to go down the mountain.

Qiao Wen quickly stopped him: "Brother Feng, don't move!"

Jiang Yufeng thought he was afraid of danger, and said anxiously: "A Jiao and the others have taken us in. I can't just watch them suffer because of us. The three of you don't move. I will go down alone. If something happens, you will run away by yourself."

"I'll go too." Ah Zhi also took out his gun, with a firm expression.

Qiao Wen took Jiang Yufeng's arm tightly: "Brother Feng, listen to me, this village is not an ordinary village. If we go rashly like this, we may cause chaos, so we will observe first."

Not only Jiang Yufeng, but also the other two people, with a total of six eyes, all looked at him together, obviously because his words gave birth to three heads of confusion.

Seeing Jiang Yufeng calm down, Qiao Wen explained in a low voice: "I have observed carefully these few days. There are no elderly or young children in this village. The youngest villagers are also in their teens, and the oldest visually does not exceed 50. , Normal villages shouldn’t be like this. And..." He paused slightly, "I have carefully looked at the fields near the village. Almost all of them are deserted, and there are no poultry and livestock in the village. But Gillian said they have already It's been more than a year, and this is obviously unlikely, so I suspect that this was originally an abandoned village, which happened to be discovered by people like them, and then temporarily used."

Jiang Yufeng frowned and followed his words for a while. If it was true, it was just that he didn't pay attention at all.

He pondered for a moment and asked, "Awen, what do you mean they are?"

Qiao Wen said: "You think, now China is in alliance with the Northern Army. This is the territory of the Southern Army. They are so kind to our Chinese business customers. So I guess that they are members of the Northern Army. What's the purpose. So the soldiers who somehow searched here didn't necessarily shoot because they found our trail."

Jiang Yufeng suddenly realized: "No wonder? I also said that I was lucky to meet such a simple folk."

Qiao Wen laughed and said: "Fighting for almost 20 years, I am afraid that only the people's style is sturdy, it is difficult to be honest."

While several people were talking, the gunshots below had stopped.

Jiang Yufeng was not relieved after all, and whispered: "You are hiding here now, I will go down to see what happens."

However, when he just got up, he suddenly heard a rustling sound not far away. Qiao Wen peeled off the bushes to look at the sound, and caught a glimpse of a yellow corner in the distance. If he remembers correctly, the uniform of Ansha's army. This is the color.

He frowned and whispered: "Brother Feng, someone is running away over there, stop it!"

It turned out that after the village exchanged fire, some soldiers saw that the situation was wrong, took advantage of the chaos and fled, preparing to report back to the base camp.

Jiang Yufeng's reaction was swift. He picked up his pistol, felt the movement there and ran after him. When he came back, he was already carrying two wounded soldiers in one hand.

At the same time, Gillian and A Ming came up out of breath, and they were relieved to see the two wounded soldiers, then they looked at each other tacitly and said, "Go back to the village and speak slowly."

The cruelty of war is that no matter which side, as an individual soldier, life is like a grass mustard ant. This team didn't know how to find the soldiers in the village, so they all lost their lives.

As for the people in the village, two people were shot dead in the fighting.

Fortunately, their party helped stop the two fish that slipped through the net, otherwise they might soon have to become turtles in the urn.

Back in the house, Gillian brothers and sisters called the three in Shangcun Village and sat opposite the four of them in a posture of preparing for a serious meeting. Several men with guns stood at the door.

Qiao Wen finally knew why Gillian felt so capable at his young age, and thought he should be the leader of this group of people.

Gillian took back the innocent and innocent look she had usually had, so she could have her time to speak word by word, and Ah Zhi started translating what he said.

"Those people just now were Ansha soldiers. They said they were searching for a few Chinese who fled. You are not ordinary businessmen, so what is your relationship with Ansha?"

Qiao Wen did not answer and asked, "Are you the Northern Army, right? The soldiers in Ansha just realized your identity, so they exchanged fire?"

Gillian hesitated for a moment and nodded: "We are indeed members of the Northern Army. Because China is a friend of the Northern Army, we only took you in earlier. Don't worry, since Ansha is chasing you, it means that we are Ansha’s enemy. It won’t hurt you. This team of soldiers exchanged fire with us because they discovered our identity. Now they have come back and forth. It is estimated that in a few days, soldiers will search here again. We are going to find another place. You also have to make other plans. If you escaped from Ansha’s lair, please tell us the exact location of his lair?"

Qiao Wen asked: "You got into this deep mountain, are you trying to kill Ansha?"

Gillian said: "It's true that we have received the news because the defeat in the South has been determined and Ansha is ready to flee to the United States. Before that, he had purchased a batch of top-quality grenades from overseas and prepared to supply him on the peak. Ours The mission is to wipe out Ansha and intercept these arms. But after Ansha retreats to the jungle, with his headquarters as the center, there are his checkpoints and large camps in all directions. We have no way of knowing the specific location of his headquarters."

Qiao Wen looked at each other.

I see.

Ansha, the evil wolf, was already preparing to flee the country, so there was a reasonable explanation for what he did.

Because this was his last transaction, he killed their team of delivery brokers and just blamed them on the robbers. He got the goods and didn't have to pay. It was a sum of money to earn enough to go to the U.S. Emperor.

Jiang Yufeng sank his face and said angrily: "What an Ansha!" Then he said to Gillian, "This is the end of the matter, and we are also open and honest. We are the brokers who transported arms to Ansha. We don't want him to kill us. Fortunately we are. Fate, escaped a disaster, but several brothers have died in his hands. You saved us, and we owe you a favor. Since Ansha is our common enemy, your mission of assassinating Ansha to intercept arms is counted as one of us. share."

Qiao Wen originally had the same plan. Although it is dangerous to get involved in this kind of thing, if Ansha doesn't get rid of it, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to leave this place of right and wrong on their own.

And Ansha killed their six brothers, and this hatred really had to be paid.

Gillian was overjoyed when she heard Jiang Yufeng's words, and repeatedly said, "Really?"

Jiang Yufeng nodded.

Qiao Wen thought for a while and said: "But we have to consider this matter long-term. Brother Nan's injury will have to be raised for two more days. I believe it shouldn't be searched here again in these two days."

Chen Canan said: "I'm already fine."

Qiao Wen said: "You are less capable."

Chen Jianan shut up angrily.

Because they have confessed their identities, Gillian is no longer as innocent as before, always holding a pistol around her waist, and she has a leadership style.

The sense of direction of several people is very good. Although they have fallen here in a daze, they are still in the dark, but they can almost remember the route when they came. Not to mention Qiao Wen, who has experience in field troops and expeditions, is Jiang It is not difficult for Yufeng to recall the route map accurately.

After the map was drawn, the two parties began to ponder the action plan.

The three of Jiang Yufeng, Chen Jianan, and Azhi are all good at fighting and fighting. If they switch to fighting, they are standard laymen, and they can give very little effective advice.

However, in the process of discussion, Qiao Wen showed amazing talents. If the three of them didn't know his identity, I'm afraid that he had been on the battlefield. In their surprise, Qiao Wen explained that he would usually read some military books. By the way, he reminded Chen Canan, who was about to show his admiration, to read more books in the future.

Chen Jianan immediately put on an expression that was too windy and I couldn't hear it.

The final plan was to attack the Ansha headquarters at night two days later.

After all, he had just escaped from there for a long time, and now he went back again, as if he had jumped into the wolf's lair automatically. In particular, Chen Canan seemed to be recovering well, but after all he had shed so much blood, Qiao Wen would definitely not believe it if it was really okay. Not to mention going to the battlefield, even after such a long journey, his body might not be able to bear it.

The night before departure, Qiao Wen took a shower and returned to the house. Azhi and Jiang Yufeng were still swallowing clouds and fog. He very much suspected that their cigarette cases were bottomless pits. After smoking for so many days, they had not finished smoking.

Sitting on the floor, Chen Jianan was lowering his head to remove the gauze on his waist and abdomen. Qiao Wen wiped his hair and walked over and said, "Brother Nan, don't do it, I'll help you."

Chen Jianan let go and said with a smile: "How did you tie your gauze? It's quite difficult to remove."

Qiao Wen sat down beside him and said, "It must be dismantled from the back."

Chen Jianan turned around and faced him with his bare back.

Because Father Chen didn't allow him, he didn't have large tattoos on his body like other members of the society, and only the word forbearance was engraved on his left shoulder. It is said that this was his uncle, who was also his master. Seeing that he was short-tempered, he tried to make him learn to be patient. After the uncle passed away, no one beat him like that, so he stabbed the word so that he would always remember the master's teachings.

Qiao Wen carefully took apart the gauze and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Chen Jianan turned to face him and pointed his finger at the wound on his abdomen: "It's just such a big injury, it's okay."

Qiao Wen looked down at his wound. The wound was indeed not large, but it was the size of two coins, and a black scab had formed on it, and there was no obvious redness and swelling around it. It was really fine to think about it.

"You have to take care of it, don't run into it. Tomorrow night's action, you are with me, don't rush ahead."

Jiang Yufeng on the side said: "Yes, you two and Azhi can hide yourself. I will lead the battle with them. If you see something wrong, the three of you should run away and leave me alone."

Qiao Wen said: "Brother Feng, I know you want to avenge the dead brothers with Ansa, but you don't want to be ahead of you tomorrow. You are going to have an accident, and the few of us didn't have a good time back to Hong Kong."

"That's true." Jiang Yufeng sighed, "Don't worry, since I brought you here, I will definitely bring you back myself."

Qiao Wen nodded, thought about it, and said, "These people are well-trained and rich in combat experience. We can lead the way. When we enter the headquarters, we don't have to rush to kill people. The war in other countries is with us. It doesn't matter, to put it bluntly, only Ansha is the only one who has enemies with us. His soldiers are also innocent."

Jiang Yufeng sighed: "Awen is still good-hearted. Compared to you, I am really a villain with **** hands." He laughed at himself, "I don't know if someone like me will die in the future. Go to hell?"

Chen Canan said: "Brother Feng, don't say that. At least you have been taking good care of our little brothers and never bullying others."

Jiang Yufeng smiled and shook his head.

Several people were chatting, and Gillian, who was carrying two plates of fruits, pushed in. Azhi and Jiang Yufeng had one, and Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan had one.

Qiao Wen took the fruit plate and said, "Thank you."

After the two parties confessed their identities, they knew that Gillian could speak a little English, and the two people didn't need to pass through Ah Zhi to communicate, nor did they need to scrabble like a dumb.

Gillian said: "Thank you for helping us. When our revolution is victorious and the country is liberated, if I have a chance, I will visit you in Hong Kong City."

Qiao Wen smiled and nodded: "Okay."

When the night raid plan was negotiated these two days, Gillian had already seen that this seemingly weak young man had wisdom beyond his age, and it could be said that he was the think tank among them. The combat plan he gave was very rigorous. If it weren't for him to be truly powerless, she would simply suspect that she had received professional military training.

The two chatted briefly in English for a while before Gillian reluctantly said goodbye.

Chen Canan, who was eating fruit, kept his eyes wide open and listened carefully when they were chatting, and nodded cooperatively from time to time. People who didn't know thought he could understand English.

He didn't ask until Gillian left, "What did you just say?"

Qiao Wen said with a smile: "Just confirm some details tomorrow."

Chen Jianan nodded: "I guess so." After a pause, he said, "I originally thought Gillian was a girl from the mountain, but I didn't expect that she could speak English."

Qiao Wen casually said: "It is very useful to know some English. When you return to Hong Kong, you will also learn English. If you know how to do it, it will be convenient in the future."

"No... did you use it? You don't know that I don't like studying the most."

Qiao Wen said: "A lot of things in this world are not done because they like it, but because they are useful. That's it. I'll teach you myself later."

Chen Jianan wailed, fell on the floor, and sighed: "I suddenly felt that this village in the mountains and old forests is also good, at least I don't need to study."

Jiang Yufeng on the side finally finished smoking and said with a smile: "Anan, if you want to get ahead, you have to read more books, otherwise you will only be in the club for a lifetime. I know you don't want to, right?"

Chen Jianan said, "That's what I said, but I'm not studying. I used to count down every time I was in school. My dad beat me so many times for this."

Qiao Wen said: "I didn't let you go to college, so it's not difficult to learn some everyday English."

Chen Jianan pretended to yawn, turned over, and slapped his butt: "I'm so sleepy...sleeping, these are not important things, I'll talk about it later, I'll talk about it later."

"Be careful of the wound." Qiao Wen shook his head and patted him.

Chen Jianan groaned and closed his eyes unmoved.

Qiao Wen shook his head speechlessly, swallowed the only banana left in the fruit plate, and lay down to get ready to sleep.

I don't know if he has already unknowingly blended into this world and identity. What he missed at the moment was the simple home in the walled city.

In the evening of the next day, a well-prepared group of people ate a sumptuous meal and set off for the Ansha headquarters in the mountains.

It was originally four people leading the way, but the dozens of kilograms of banknotes were still buried under the big tree at the entrance to the mountain.

When the group of people quickly reached here, Chen Jianan began to support the wound in his abdomen, pretending to not be able to walk fast, Jiang Yufeng asked Azhi to lead the way by himself, and he and Qiao Wen supported their wounded, trying to keep up with them.

Two million dollars is enough to turn normal people into bandits.

"Hey, how are you guys?"

Just as the three of them dug up the money and put it into the bag, Gillian's voice suddenly sounded in the front. The team had already walked some distance away, but now they saw her return and their faces changed slightly in fright.

Qiao Wen quickly reacted, and smiled at the returning girl and replied in English: "Brother Nan's wound is a little bit painful, just let him rest for a while, you don't care about us, we will follow."

Gillian walked over, glanced lightly at the three luggage bags, and smiled: "I'm afraid you are left behind. The jungle is too dangerous at night, so don't walk separately."

Qiao Wen helped Chen Jianan: "Brother Nan, then you hold on, it's really impossible. Let's rest."

Chen Canan nodded.

Gillian led the three of them to keep up with the large group. After walking for a while, she said nonchalantly: "Awen, you take the risk to help us complete the task. I will remember this kindness in my heart and will never let people touch the things in your bag."

The English she used was naturally only understood by Qiao Wen. He was taken aback for a moment, and he bent his lips and smiled at the girl Akagi's gaze: "Thank you."

War makes people become ghosts, but there are always normal people.

Compared to the night they fled, with these experienced guerrillas, it was very smooth. There is only one direction to the Ansha headquarters. There are no big mountains blocking the other sides. They are all stationed in his camp, enclosing the headquarters.

At two o'clock in the morning, the only checkpoint appeared in front, and this **** battle began. Because the gunfire cannot be fired, so as not to alarm the nearby camp, this **** battle can only rely on the blade.

Qiao Wen was still very worried, knowing that he saw a few soldiers in the front team slipping into the checkpoint like a snake, and after a dozen minutes passed quietly, the checkpoint light struck them lurking in the same place a few times.

Gillian said: "It's okay!"

Even Jiang Yufeng was surprised: "Is this all right?"

No one answered their questions, because the team has continued to crawl forward. It was late at night, and except for the soldiers on the night patrol, the command headquarters had fallen into a deep silence.

When the patrolmen were also brought down silently, the group followed the previously planned route and sneaked into the headquarters like ghosts.

Before, Jiang Yufeng still wanted to slash his enemies, but only when he arrived here did he realize that there was no use for him at all. This was simply a group of terrifying killing machines.

There was no gunshot, only occasionally a painful groan, but before it came out completely, there was no more.

There were only thirty or forty people in the headquarters plus guards and beauties, and they were all killed in their sleep. Qiao Wen, who was born under the red flag and grew up under the red flag, saw this terrible murder scene for the first time. Although it was at night when he could not see his fingers, he did not really witness the cruelty with his own eyes, but he stood guard in the dark. It clearly smelled strong blood.

Obviously it was a hot jungle, he still couldn't help but hit the spirit, and at this moment, the cold hand was held by a warmth, Chen Jianan whispered in his ear: "Little Joe, don't be afraid. I am here."

Qiao Wen was not afraid, but felt that the war was too cruel, but Chen Jianan's hands still made him feel ironed, and he whispered back: "Brother Nan, I'm fine."

The hands of the two were clasped tightly in the dark.

I don’t know how long it has been, maybe just a short moment, but it feels like a century has passed. Gillian ran in front of a few people and said, "It's all done. Comrades are already carrying grenades in the warehouse. Come in with me and put on military uniforms."

A few people entered the Ansha room, and the wolf who almost killed them there was already lying on the floor with two beauties, bloody.

Gillian took a few pieces of military uniforms and threw them to them, and said, "You change your clothes, I will find if there are any important items in Ansha."

However, when Qiao Wen just put on his uniform, he suddenly noticed something was wrong on the bed. He turned his head and saw that it was Ansha who was already dead. He suddenly raised a gun into the air.

Seeing him about to pull the trigger, Qiao Wen's body seemed to be assisted by God at that moment, and jumped two meters away. When he grabbed Ansha's gun and pressed it down, he picked up the pillow next to him with one hand. Face.

The gun was fired, but Qiao Wen pressed it tightly on the pillow, only a low muffled noise, and then Ansha shot under the pillow and snorted.

Several people in the room reacted to what had happened, almost completely shocked.

If Ansha successfully fired this shot into the sky, everything will fall short tonight.

When Chen Jianan returned to his senses, almost immediately before he dragged Qiao Wen away from the murder scene: "It's okay, he is already going to die. You are not a murder, you are saving us all."

Originally, Qiao Wen was also very scared. His nervous response made him relax a bit: "I'm fine."

Gillian walked over and said thank you seriously.

Qiao Wen didn't need this thank you, but he was sure that the money in their bag was definitely safe.

Ansha was completely dead this time, Qiao Wen found a box of gasoline, spilled it on the wooden board in the house, and lit a candle. A group of people put on the uniform of the Anza army, pushing the grenade towards the dock.

The patrols at the wharf did not expect an army to wash their headquarters silently. They really thought it was the general who ordered the temporary transfer of arms, and even assisted them in transporting the grenades to the ship and standing on the shore. Following the military salute, watched people leave.

After a few minutes, gas was raging in the direction of the command headquarters, and the surrounding camps all ran towards the source of the fire, and no one cared about the two ships that were gradually leaving.

Several people looked at the chaotic scene in the distance, and sat back on the deck as if they relieved their strength, and let out a long sigh of relief.

When the day was about to dawn, seeing normal villages and ships nearby, a few people decided to bid farewell to these people for fear of long nights and dreams.

Gillian knew what they were thinking, and ordered the helmsman to stop the ship temporarily and let them get off the nearby passenger ship pier.

"Thank you! Good luck." Gillian shook hands with them one by one, like a revolutionary comrade.

Qiao Wen: "I wish you a smooth revolution soon."

Gillian smiled and nodded, returned to the boat, stood on the deck, and waved goodbye to them.

Qiao Wen felt that this girl seemed to be shining with a ray of light. Regardless of the future, a revolutionary who threw his head and blood was always commendable.

But it was also after completely unable to see the figures of them, that he had the illusion of truly leaving the devil's cave.