Chapter 39 Freedom!

Chapter 39 [Freedom!] He suffered a terrible chest injury! It seems that he fell from some height, and at least three ribs were broken! In addition, there is an obvious penetrating injury under the left shoulder! Obviously, it was shot! He still had many minor injuries on his body. The strangest thing was that I suddenly saw that one of his trousers was torn. I was shocked when I lifted it up! This guy's calf is swollen, and there is a slight bite wound mark clearly visible on the muscles! Obviously, something like a snake bites out, and I suspect that this kind of snake is poisonous, because it is black all around the wound.

But it seems that he has covered the wound with some herbs, and there is still a little strange paste left on the wound, with plant fibers.

What the hell! This guy broke a few ribs, got a gun on his body, had seven or eight minor injuries, and was bitten by a poisonous snake on his leg... Even if he was in good health, he would have fallen down long ago! And in this state, such a body is close to collapse... This guy almost had three chances to kill me in just a short moment! Why is he so good?! How powerful can this guy be when he is healthy?? I hesitated for a moment and made a decision.

I didn't call anyone in, so I decided not to give him to the trapped tower.

I moved him to the back of the suitcase, then took out a bottle of water, unwrap it, and poured it on his mouth.

He woke up once during this period and looked at me. A sharp flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes at first, but then he saw me holding water on the ground. He was relieved.

"Can you still move?" He nodded..

I took a deep breath and said quickly, "Listen, I can help you.

The plane will land in an hour, and there are several soldiers trapped in the tower on the plane.

When I land, I will find a way to distract them, and then I can only find a way to get out of the plane by yourself! Do you understand? I can help you get these soldiers' attention... Can you move?" I can move after a short break.

He answered me coldly.

****** I tidied up my clothes to make sure that I didn't show any flaw. Then I walked out of the cargo hold. After returning to my seat, I said in Chinese, "Hammer."

"Fifth brother?" The hammer immediately turned around.

"Listen, don't show your face!" He and I spoke Chinese: "When you land later, you find some brothers to pester these black soldiers together and find a way to delay them. Do you understand what I mean?" Although the hammer was surprised, he still nodded.

He is very good at this. As long as I tell him something, he will carry it out meticulously, and if I don't say many things, he will never ask.

I was in a chair, but I was a little nervous. Fortunately, the soldiers didn't go to the back cargo hold during this period.

Finally, we waited for the plane to land at the airport of another small country in East Africa where we had transferred before we came.

When this dilapidated baby fox transport plane lands, it always makes people worried for fear that it will hit the ground.

After landing, I was finally relieved. After getting off the plane, I immediately wink at the hammer.

The pilots in the plane did not move, and several soldiers sent by the tower got off the plane and prepared to open another cargo compartment behind the cabin from the rear of the plane to help us unload our luggage.

At this time, the prepared hammer was immediately attached with a few men, and these people had planned with the hammer on the plane.

They posted it, some enthusiastically pulled the soldiers, and the others immediately took out their cigarettes.

Although they didn't understand the language, after a few packs of cigarettes, the soldiers smiled and soon forgot about the cargo hold for a while.

At this time, the door of the cargo compartment has been opened... ****** The airport of this small East African country is also very dilapidated, but it is much more dignical than the airport next to the mine of General Trapped Tower.

Someone drove a luggage truck and sent us out of the runway when we arrived outside the airport (because we came from the presidential plane of General G's Head of State... Of course, there is no need to check.

) When we left the airport, the soldiers stopped following us.

When the luggage truck unloaded the luggage, I refused to let the people at the airport, but let my men do it themselves.

He went with me to the mine in the tower, and the one who dressed as my bodyguard, Ren Lei, had already contacted the vehicle to pick us up outside the airport.

After the luggage was carried, the black man hiding under the luggage jumped out of it. The people around him were surprised. Only the hammer that covered him just saw him, but he didn't say anything.

"I'll get in the car first."

I stopped the people around me, and then asked people to help the black killer into the car.

He was seriously injured and did not refuse.

After getting in the car, I was really relieved.

I'm playing with fire... If the trapped tower knows that I have taken in the killer who assassinated him, then I'm afraid it will have an impact on our relationship.

When we arrived at the arranged accommodation, this place... can barely be regarded as a hotel. In these small countries in East Africa, the conditions can only make do with it. After we checked in, we found that it was still very safe. The person who accompanied me all the way dressed as my bodyguard also left with their convoy. Before leaving, he told me, Someone will contact us early tomorrow morning.

The first floor of this small hotel was occupied by us, and I immediately vacoccupied the innermost room, and then asked the black man to check his body.

He has fainted again.

We didn't have a doctor, but then I sent a hammer to take people to the street to buy some medicine.

After all, this small country is not a G country ruled by the tower. It is stable here, and it is also a city, so the hammer finally bought some medicine.

The black man finally woke up when I examined him personally.

I feel like this guy is like a beast... a wounded beast.

Although he is very weak at the moment, the sharpness between his eyes is instinctive! Thank you."

He took a look at me and then saw the medicine next to me: "I'll do it myself."

"Can you do it?" I frowned.

"I've learned it."

Black people don't seem to like to say too much.

But then I was relieved to see him treat the wound for himself.

He seems to be very proficient in cleaning the wound and then dressing it up.

Then he endured the pain and straightened his ribs.

Finally, he looked at the wound on his calf and thought, "Do you have a knife?" Yes."

I took out the dagger and handed it to him.

Without saying a word, he extinguished the dagger, then looked at me and suddenly said, "Can you turn around?" Why?" Because I think you may not like to watch this.

He suddenly opened his mouth and smiled, revealing his white teeth. Then he turned the handle of the knife upside down, with such a stiff smile on his face... The cold light flashed, and then the blood flowed. He actually cut off the black meat of the wound without changing his face!!! Looking at the flesh-and-blood wound, he quickly took the medicine.

Then take out the bandage to stop the bleeding and bandage it.

The action was very fast. Although the muscles in the painful corners of his eyes trembled, his expression remained unchanged.

I couldn't help sighing in my heart: "Is that all right? You were bitten by a poisonous snake, right?" Well, I have taken the medicine myself... Fortunately, the snake is not the most poisonous and not toxic... Otherwise, I would have died long ago."

He said calmly, "The toxicity has been removed by my medicine, but if these carrion is kept, it will kill me, so I can only cut it off."

I noticed that this guy took off his clothes when cleaning up the wound, and his whole body was covered with terrible scars! Although I'm also injured, compared with him... I can almost be regarded as thin and tender! Seeing that his painful forehead was sweating but forcing patience, I sighed: "Sorry, I didn't buy anesthetic here."

"Do you have any cigarettes?" He suddenly smiled and said, "If you have cigarettes, you can feel more comfortable."

I immediately took out the cigarette and handed it to him.

"Thank you..." He looked at me: "Thank you for saving my life."

After a pause, he seemed to think about it and said with difficulty, "And... I'm sorry that I almost killed you."

After looking at him carefully for so long, I finally saw it.

This black man is actually very young, and I suspect that he may even be less than 20 years old.

Although he looks so cold and sophisticated, his face looks very delicate after washing off the oil paint, even with a trace of young people's tenderness... This kind of physiological youth, mixed with the mature and sophisticated temperament on his face, can't help but make people a little strange.

I have always been very confident in my skills, but such a guy who looks even younger than me and is seriously injured can almost kill me three times in a short moment... Such a guy really has to make me admire him.

"Why did you kill the tower?" He looked at me with calm eyes, but he shook his head and didn't say anything. Then he asked me in a low voice, "My companion, dead?" It's dead."

When I noticed that when I said this, the young man's resolute eyes only loosened slightly, but they returned to normal in an instant.

"How did you die? Shooting?? Or was he trapped in the tower and fed to the lion? The young man suddenly asked in a strange tone.

"..." I hesitated for a moment and looked at him, but his eyes were very resolute, as if he had to say it: "I... Well, do you know 'Curikaka'?" I know."

The young man nodded and looked as usual: "Is that so? Thank you for telling me.

I was a little surprised, because the people I met, including the trapped tower himself, as well as his wolf-like subordinates, when they heard the word Curikaka, they all looked a little frightened and afraid.

However, this young man was not moved at all.

Although his eyes were still bright, he looked a little tired, so I said, "Okay, you can take a break. If you need anything, you can tell my people."

****** What surprised me was that the young man then found my men, but made some strange requests, because I had told him before that if he had any needs, as long as it was not too much, he would try to satisfy him.

As a result, my men found him something strange to us.

Feathers, oil paint, charcoal pen... Just when I rested for one night and went to see the young man again the next morning, I saw that he had got out of bed.

The room has been arranged by himself, and he has painted a lot of strange patterns on the wall with charcoal.

I could see something like a totem or something. Then the young man, who took off his coat and only wore a pair of trousers, smeared a lot of oil paint on his body, which also formed some patterns, and his face was also stained with feathers.

When I went in, he was kneeling on the ground, facing the totem on the wall, with his hands open and closed his eyes, and saying something loudly in his mouth... He spoke the local language.

I don't understand, but I see the devout expression on his face, which seems to be an activity like a prayer ceremony.

I stood at the door and saw such a scene. I didn't know if I should go in, but then I saw the black man take out a dagger, cut off a cluster of his hair quickly, and then trimmed a little of his nails with a dagger. Finally, he respectfully put it in a basin in front of him and took out the fire The machine burned to ashes.

He crawled on the ground and read the local language in a low voice. Those bytes were sonorous and powerful. Although I couldn't understand a word, I also felt the taste of piety.

Finally, he finally finished all this. Then he stood up and looked at me at the door. He didn't say anything. First, he calmly took a towel and wiped the oil paint and feathers on his face, cleaned up everything, and even wiped off the totem on the wall, and then sat down again.

The wound on his body was a little cracked again, and he bled a lot.

However, this guy looked calm and didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

"My name is Tu."

He looked at me, and finally there was a trace of sadness in his expression: "I, and you have seen my companion who was killed by the trapped tower.

We are all combat members of smenhu.cn.

Seeing that I was at a loss, he slowly explained: "The whole process of smenhu.cn is the 'European-African Mercenary Joint Alliance', which is an alliance company with dozens of mercenary organizations.

is responsible for representing various mercenary activities in South Europe, North Africa and East Africa.

My companions and I do not belong to any mercenary organization. We are combat members directly under the headquarters of the alliance company... Our duty is to defend the majesty of the alliance. If any mercenary organization under the company violates the rules of the alliance, or defect, etc., then it is up to us to come forward and punish Traitor."

I thought for a moment and said, "Oh? Then why did you kill the tower?" No, I'm not going to kill the tower.

Tu shook his head: "As I just said, I'm a combat member of the headquarters of the alliance company. I'm not a mercenary. The alliance company will not send us out to do mercenary work. Our task is to suppress those mercenary organizations of the rebel alliance... We are the last trump card force to

As for what you said about the assassination of the trapped tower..." He hesitated for a moment and told me directly, "Actually, it's not what you think.

The assassination in the mine of the trapped tower was done by my companion... In fact, like me, he is also a member of the alliance company, but he is a Decakara ethnic group, and his tribe is being slaughtered by the trapped tower.

The assassination of the trapped tower was a kind of revenge for him.

He violated the company's regulations and assassinated the trapped tower twice for personal resentment, one of which almost succeeded and killed a military general under the trapped tower.

And what you see is the second assassination.

He has seriously violated the alliance company regulations by ignoring the company's regulations, so... I didn't come out to kill the tower... My task is actually to stop my companions from violating the rules.

The power given to me by the company allows me to kill him when necessary!" [ Heaven's Kiss] I was really surprised: "Aren't you here to kill the trapped tower?" No."

He shook his head.

"..." I looked at this guy: "Well... So, it was your companion who stabbed the tower with a sniper gun that day.

And you came to stop him, didn't you?" Tu smiled... He smiled calmly: "What happened is like this... This guy who died.

His name is Delong. He is a member of the same battle group as me. He is better than me.

But his unauthorized escape and assassination of the head of state G has been regarded as a traitor by the company.

The company sent two combat members to stop him, but Delong's skills were so good that the people who were sent out in front were killed by Delong.

And I am the third person sent by the company.

It took me a long time to find his whereabouts. In the jungle outside the trapped tower mine, he and I killed each other for three days... The wounds you saw on me were all left by him... They were not the soldiers trapped in the tower. Those soldiers couldn't hurt me at all.

He is indeed better than me, but he was also injured, and the two soldiers I sent to deal with him before.

also caused some damage to his combat effectiveness, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be killed by him.

His assassination failed.

attracted soldiers trapped in the tower to search the mountain on a large scale, and I happened to be in the jungle. I was seriously injured at that time. He was in the same situation as me.

As a result, I escaped, but he was arrested.

Before being arrested, the two of us had another fight. He had a chance to kill me, but in the end he gave up.

Because of the situation at that time, he knew that he had no chance, so he let me go and let me escape.

Tu said slowly, "Delong is a good warrior, and all his abilities are top-notch.

If he hadn't been chased by the company and seriously affected his combat effectiveness, he wouldn't have died at the hands of the soldiers trapped in the tower! Humph! Those rubbish can't kill him at all.

But he is too stubborn. He is too extreme. He must kill the trapped tower. This is his biggest mistake! He even violated our habits of movement and carried out assassination activities in the case of serious injuries to his body.

This is very dangerous.

In the end, he had to kill himself.

I can faintly hear that this Tu seems to have a faint respect for the guy named Delong.

"Since you're not here to kill the tower... but to deal with Delong... So why don't you kill me on the plane?" I find it strange.

Because on the plane, he had already held me with a gun, and after I said, "I can help you kill the tower", he let me go.

I thought he was also here to assassinate the trapped tower.

"Delong is dead... He can't fulfill his wish."

Tu looked at me: "And I can't violate the company's rules, and I can't fulfill his wishes on his behalf.

I can't take action against the trapped tower either.

I understand: "You want someone to help him fulfill his last wish, right?" Tu didn't say anything, just looked at me.

Damn, it seems that I really got my life.

"You saved my life on the plane."

Tu's voice was not loud, but he was very resolute: "And you brought me back and saved me."

He looked at me and said, "I can repay you."

"I don't need to repay."

I said lightly, "What can you give me? Money?? Or something else?" I'm a very good soldier.

Tu looked at me.

I laughed: "I don't need a warrior.

I live in a civilized country, not in Africa.

I have a lot of subordinates.

And... Do you think you belong to that EAO organization, and they allow you to act privately? I don't want to get into trouble!" Tu looked at me for a while and suddenly said, "EAO thought I was dead.

In the program, Delong has killed me.

"?" I looked at him.

He explained: "All the members who come out to act will have a signal-sending device. When the mission is successful, EAO people will send people to organize our evacuation.

This signal can let the company's rear personnel know whether our action is successful or failed.

When I was fighting with Delong in the jungle, I destroyed his equipment, and when he fought with me closely, he subdued me..." ******.................. The jungle was full of the smell of rotten after the rainy season. The slaughter lay in a pile of grass and gasped. His chest was painful, and his ribs were broken just now. Click to give him a short shock.

He has lost 90% of his mobility. Although he is lying on the ground, he still maintains a defensive posture, facing the eyes close at hand! Delong could still stand up. He knelt on one knee, holding a signal snatched from Tu in his hand.

"I lost. You can solve me."

Tu felt that he was about to faint, and he said calmly to Delong.

Delong's face was covered with blood, and one of his arms was almost completely unable to move. Under the chaos, there was a trace of complex eyes in his eyes.

Suddenly, he took the signal and quickly sent a message back.

"Confirm identity, coordinates..." The reply in the signal is like this.

Delong smiled, then took the signal and said slowly in front of Tu, "I'm Delong, and I killed your people... This is the third one!" There was no reply.

The display light on the signal immediately went out, which was the other party's unilateral suspension of the signal.

Tu closed his eyes, then suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Delong: "Why?" It's very simple, Tu, now you are free.

Delong looked at Tu and gasped like an injured beast: "We are not fighters, we are human... What I just said has been transmitted to the headquarters. Through my sonic analysis, they will make the result of judging that you are dead.

Then...they will send a fourth person to kill me...and you are already a dead person in the company's report."

After saying a few words, Delong was exhausted. He sat down slowly and listened to the movement around him: "At most fifteen minutes, they will search here. The soldiers of the trapped tower are very good at jungle warfare, and we will all die here."

Tu has closed his eyes, and he is a little confused... Dead? Is it dead on the record? That is to say, I no longer belong to EAO.

The slaughter, which was cultivated as a fighter machine, suddenly had a sense of confusion of losing its subordinates.

At this time.

He suddenly had a tingling pain in his leg! When he opened his eyes, Tu saw Delong inserting his thigh with a thin injection about the length of his fingers in his hand.

"Tu."

Delong had a smile on his face: "This is the last 'angel'. Your injury is lighter than mine.

This 'angel' can give you some mobility... Get out of here."

With that, Delong had lowered his arm. He coughed a few times. Because of the injury of the lung lobe, he coughed up some blood - and the injury of the lobe was stabbed by Tu because of the struggle with Tu.

Stimulated by the "angel" injection, Tu felt that he soon regained a trace of strength, and he slowly stood up: "Why?" Tu stared at Delong carefully.

Delong lay down on his back and gasped, and then he smiled and said, "Because... have you forgotten? You are the same as me. We are all... people!" Finally, he pointed to his head: "Maybe you have forgotten this... but remember, we are human beings, not machines.

Remember, freedom! Have you ever tasted the feeling of freedom? Although I'm dying, I'm lucky that during the time I left the company, at least I was free!" ..................****** "And then?" I heard Tu describe the situation in a calm tone, and I asked, "Then you left?" Yes."

Tu Dan said lightly, "I asked Delong before I left. I think he is in pain. I can help him finish it."

I understand what "end" means.

Tu continued: "Delong refused. He said that he still had a little strength to kill two more soldiers trapped in the tower."

A trace of sadness flowed from his eyes again: "I lost the signal, I can't contact EAO. Without the help of the retreaters, I have to leave there by myself.

I found the airport and got on the plane... You know what happened later.

I didn't say anything, I looked at this guy.

Tu said slowly in an indescribable complex tone: "I have received the most rigorous training... I have been trained since I was six years old, and I have killed many people.

The whole mission in my life is to work for EAO.

But now, I'm already a dead man.

I have two choices.

First, I can contact the company again, and then I will be taken back immediately. After the company's verification, I will confirm my loyalty. If the company accepts me, I will continue my career as a soldier and continue to kill for the company.

If the company thinks I am suspicious or suspects that I have been 'polluted' by Delong, then I may be executed by the company.

"So... what about the second one?" My heart moved.

"Second, I left the company.

Under normal circumstances, the company will not find out, as long as I am far away from Africa.

His voice became strange, with a strange smell: "As Delong said... I'm free."

When it came to the word "freedom", his voice trembled slightly.

"You saved me, and I should repay you."

Tu said slowly, "I can help you kill people... That's all I can do."

"Killing..." I was silent.

Tu's eyes suddenly became cold: "Yes, kill people.

I am proficient in all kinds of combat killing skills. In return, I can kill for you, anytime, anywhere... But there is a condition that I don't kill official people and anyone with political color.

Because such a person is very **, it is easy to attract the attention of the company.

I don't want to be a machine, or be chased to death like Delong.

"I don't need a warrior."

I smiled bitterly: "If I need soldiers, I can spend a lot of money to hire a team of retired American special forces at any time, such as 'Seal'. I don't have no money to hire this kind of retired soldier."

Tu said lightly, "Seabled?" He thought for a moment and said disdainfully: "In the top mercenary organization of EAO, the combat quality of any member is far better than that of American seals.

I once accepted a task. I and a companion executed a mercenary organization that betrayed the company and defected to other companies. They were originally Class A mercenaries in the company. The two of us dealt with eleven of them and killed all of them in two days, and we were unscathed.

"What else can you... do?" I smiled bitterly.

"I can speak English, French, especially French, and I can speak four accents.

In addition, I can operate all firearms. I can fly helicopters, proficient in blasting, unarmed fighting, jungle combat, torture, anti-exemption, and..." Tu simply said a series... "Stop! Stop!" I'm already sweating a little, but I secretly said in my heart, damn it, the whole humanoid weapon! I thought for a moment, "Can you drive?" ...I will."

"Okay!" I laughed and said, "If you want to follow me... then from today on, you are my driver.

****** (Dancing to get a monthly ticket~ It's already 1,300 behind... Dizzy!)