"What happened?" Zhang Feng looked in the direction of the dispute.
Two civilian armed soldiers dragged out a Ukrainian man from behind the haystack and found an M9 pistol and an officer's ID.
Philip threw away the cigarette butt and ran over there with the rifle.
"We caught a Ukrainian officer who claimed to be an informant of the Russian Security Service. I have never heard such a funny joke." A skinny Slavic lad pulled him out with a grimace and punched him in the stomach without hesitation.
The Ukrainian man was covered in mud, his hair was stuck into a few clumps by the mud, and his pants were stained with dark red blood. He looked disheveled. Another punch in the stomach made him bend over reflexively and vomit out the gastric juice.
"Sh * t! I'm not kidding, man, at least let me see your officer before you beat me up. Don't be impulsive … "
"I'm their officer." Philip stepped forward and put his arm on the shoulder of a civilian armed soldier. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the Ukrainian man who was pinned down by his hands behind his back. "You said you are an informant of the Russian Security Service? Where is your proof? "
"I didn't bring my ID with me. Please believe me, just take me to the rear —"
"We can't take you to the rear. We will watch the tank here." Philip raised his finger and interrupted him. "And since you are a Russian, why are you hiding behind the haystack?"
"Listen, I am an informant of the Russian Security Service. I provided them with intelligence until four months ago. But the good times didn't last long. Four months ago, I was discovered by the government forces — "
The skinny Slavic man was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with this man. He dragged the man to the ground, then pulled out a machete from his waist and swung it with a grin. "It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't tell the truth."
"Believe me! Fu * k! I really am — "
The machete didn't fall. Zhang Feng pinched the Slavic man's hand.
Philip and the Slavic man looked at him with questioning eyes.
"Let me ask him a few questions." Zhang Feng let go of the Slavic boy's hand, walked to the Ukrainian, and squatted down. "What's your name?"
"Skanov … You are from Celestial Trade, right? Take me to your boss! Please, before it's too late … cough cough! "Skanov coughed a few times. It was unknown whether it was muddy water or blood that he coughed up onto the ground.
"You want to see our boss? Haha, I really want to. I also want to take a picture with him. Of course, it would be better if I could shake his hand. "While chewing gum, Sergey looked at Skanov with a smile.
Zhang Feng ignored the clown and stared into Skanov's eyes for about half a minute.
"Bring him along. It just so happens that we're going back to the rear." Zhang Feng turned around, gestured to Sergey, and pointed to Skanov. "If he escapes or resists, you shoot him."
"Report!" Sergey stood at attention.
"Hurry up and spit it out," Zhang Feng said impatiently.
"What if I accidentally fire?" Sergey glanced at Skanov with malicious intent.
Before he immigrated to Xin, he was a Russian from eastern Ukraine. Although Ukrainians and Russians were both Slavs, the Russians in the east and the Ukrainians in the west were born to never see eye to eye. After the collapse of the Soviet Union, the two sides didn't see eye to eye with each other, let alone now fighting.
"Then I'll strip you and throw you into the cesspool."
"Sh * t! Boss, I'm just kidding. " Sergey chased after Zhang Feng and shouted. Then he turned around and poked Skanov's arm with his rifle. "Hurry, walk in front. Put your hands up and hold the back of your head. Don't let me see you play tricks."
Watching Sergey walk forward with Skanov, Philip walked to Zhang Feng's side.
"I advise you not to believe his rhetoric. We encounter prisoners who claim to be informants of the Russian Security Service every day. They just want to be sent to the Crimea or the Russian-Ukrainian border, or other places where human rights are respected. " Philip glanced at Skanov. "The easiest way is to interrogate them for valuable information, then find a place to kill them. Take this, it's also for military purposes."
As he spoke, Philip patted the military ID in his hand.
"Maybe, we're free today anyway," Zhang Feng said.
Philip shrugged, didn't say anything, and walked away.
Zhang Feng reorganized the team next to the farmland and found that one person was missing.
"Where's Hans?"
"He's still in the wooden hut." A black lad chuckled and made an OX gesture with his hand.
"Fu * k … enemy attack!"
Zhang Feng shouted in Chinese, then raised his leg and kicked the cabin. With a loud bang, the entire cabin shook a few times, and two or three ounces of mud fell. Then there was a man's scream and curses from inside the cabin, and a woman's mockery.
With his face flushed red, Hans pulled up his pants and walked out of the cabin. As he buckled the armor around his waist, he limped out.
"Enemy, where is the enemy? Sh * t, you're messing with me! "
Hans was just about to find out who ruined his plan, but he found out that the foot was kicked by the captain, so he immediately retreated with a smile.
Behind him, the voluptuous Kane girl also walked out from the door and changed into a civilian military uniform. When she passed by Hans, she even blew him a kiss.
Zhang Feng didn't say anything. He just said emotionlessly, "Get ready to go." Then he walked in front of the team and headed toward the city of Donetsk.
When the group passed by the drone hive, the black boy in the team stepped forward and carried the drone hive directly on his back. With the help of the kinetic skeleton, his load capacity could easily exceed two hundred kilograms. The weight was nothing to him. The only hindrance was the mud on the ground. Because of the hundred-kilogram drone hive on his back, his feet easily poked into the mud.
The way back was very safe. The high-altitude drones had already scouted the area in advance. Along the way, they didn't even see a living animal, let alone the shadow of the enemy.
Along the way, Skanov was also restless. As time went by, his expression changed from anxiety to anxiety from time to time.
Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and said.
"Do you have a radio station? Can you get in touch with the rear? "
Zhang Feng stopped and looked back at him.
Skanov took a deep breath and looked straight into his eyes. The 1.9 meter tall man's voice had a hint of pleading in it.
"Listen, this is very important. I know I'm very suspicious right now … Whether you believe it or not, I hope you can at least contact your boss. 'Natasha', I only ask you to report this name to your boss. Please, any later and everything will be too late! "
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