Absolute Honor

The two of them didn't care about staying here, and immediately rushed towards the highway.

While running, Qin Fei scolded his mother in his heart.

I just wanted to catch a living, but I didn't expect even one of my own people to get in.

It can be seen that the Chechen War was fought twice in the past, and it was really not a big mess, but the guys here were crazy.

Thinking of the process of arresting the firing squad veteran just now, Qin Fei couldn't help being a little frightened. If this guy rang the self-detonation device on his body at that time, he would definitely not die and peel off his skin.

The reason why he did not blew himself may be related to Qin Fei's caution.

I didn't plan to fight the opponent hand-to-hand, and after firing the first shot, I kept approaching the opponent cautiously, took off his tactical vest, cleared out explosives such as grenades, and kept staring at the veteran. He didn't give him a chance to blew himself up.

However, Qin Fei believed that the self-detonation device was not outside, but in his thick clothes.

Now the explosion on the highway has confirmed that every member of the firing squad has a self-detonation device on his body.

This shows how successful Baskiv was in brainwashing his subordinates. These people would rather die than fall into the hands of the Russian army.

"Yushchenko!"

The two finally ran up the highway, spraying thick white steam.

Next to the Lada car, the place where the veteran was sitting just now was empty, except for a snow pit on the ground.

The explosion exploded the snow in all directions, exposing the black soil on the ground.

Yushchenko and the veteran were gone.

"I am here!"

Just as the hearts of Qin Fei and Mist were sinking a little bit, suddenly there was an answer like the sound of nature behind them.

"I'm not dead!"

Qin Fei followed the reputation and saw a person drilled out of the snow nest next to him.

Isn't this Yushchenko! ?

"You're not dead!" Qin Fei exclaimed, "Fuck! I thought you were dead!"

"It's not that easy to hang up!" Yushchenko shook the snow on his body. A year later, he unearthed a person from the side, who was the veteran of the firing squad.

"I still have some experience dealing with these guys," he said, shaking out the snow that got into his neck.

He calmly dragged the firing squad veteran to the side of the mountain and squatted beside him, as if looking at a beast whose teeth had been plucked out, and said in Ingush: "Yes, you are the same as you were back then, still so cruel. But. , I want to see if you are really not afraid of death."

"We are all warriors who are not afraid of death! You bastards! Go back to your Russia!" The veteran did not seem to feel like a defeated army at all, but was a brave warrior.

"Very good, very good!" Yushchenko showed a weird smile on his face, looking a little hideous.

He didn't say anything, stood up, went back to the trunk of the Lada car, took out a climbing safety line from it, and then tied the veteran up like a zongzi, and then tied one end of the rope to the hook on the back of the car. superior.

"I'll give you a chance now, tell me, where will Baskif spend the night tonight?"

"Pooh--"

The veteran spat on Yushchenko's face.

Yushchenko used his sleeves to wipe his stinky greasy saliva, as if nothing had happened, stood up again, and returned to the trunk.

Qin Fei and Mist didn't know what Yushchenko was talking to the prisoner in front of him, because their conversation was in Ingush.

"Yushchenko, what are you going to do?" he couldn't help asking.

Yushchenko lowered his head and rummaged in the trunk without looking up, "I'm interrogating him."

"Interrogation? Here?" Qin Fei was suddenly a little surprised. In his thinking, interrogation should go to a more professional place. There should be more professional methods to deal with such extremists who are not afraid of self-destruction.

This reminded Qin Fei of 203's wise, this guy is a master and expert in interrogation.

FSB should not be short of such experts and talents. When reinforcements arrive later, they can be transferred to conduct surprise interrogations.

Did Yushchenko also receive this kind of training?

This made Qin Fei be suspicious, but this is Yushchenko's territory after all, just as he understands everything here, and he and Mist are only new to the expensive land, they are blinded by everything, and it is hard to say anything.

Qin Fei thought that Yushchenko had taken some professional interrogation tools from the trunk, but he did not expect that the fsb agent turned it over for a while and actually carried out a huge green oil drum from it.

He smelled a pungent smell of gasoline.

Which one is this special singing?

Fueling the Lada?

In the horrified eyes of Qin Fei and Mist, Yushchenko walked to the firing squad veteran against the green square supply containing at least 20 kilograms of gasoline.

"Johar, your name is Johar, isn't it?" he asked.

"You...how do you know..." The veteran of the firing squad was obviously a little surprised.

"We have everyone's files, and they are all recorded with me." Yushchenko pointed to his head. "In the Beslan incident in 2004, you played a disgraceful role."

"I..." Johar's lips trembled slightly, and then he seemed to wake up suddenly, "No, that matter has nothing to do with me, I didn't participate."

"I didn't say that you were directly involved. I said you played a disgraceful role in it." Yushchenko said: "You were a truck driver at that time~www.NovelMTL.com~The militants who entered Beslan were Take your train, hide in the mezzanine and sneak across the border into Chechnya. Am I right?"

Johar's face suddenly became whiter than the snow on the ground.

He deeply knew that once the Beslan incident was involved, there was only one destiny for himself, and that was death.

Moreover, it is quite ugly to die.

The Russians absolutely hate the participants in the Beslan incident, and they can't wait to fry their skins and bones. Since Yushchenko knew that he was a participant in one of the links back then, it showed that he would never survive.

"You kill me, I won't say anything." Although he was a little scared, he thought that sooner or later he would die. It would be better to die heroically, not wanting to plead with the Russian in front of him.

"Oh! Johar, your thinking is too simple, don't you think I just want your life?" Yushchenko smiled that weird again, "Come on, you know that our fsb people are definitely not soft-hearted My generation, if you want a happy one, I can give it to you. The only exchange is that you tell me where Baschief will spend the night tonight. I only want that place. If you want to die later, I can even help you. Provide poison so that you can go to your Lord comfortably."

Johar trembled involuntarily. He was measuring how threatening Yushchenko's words were.

I am not even afraid of death, so what else can threaten me?

"Why do you... why do you think I will tell you?" Johar bit his lip, biting out a bit of blood, and the sting calmed him briefly. "Who do you think you are? Can you be with the Almighty Lord? compared to?"

Yushchenko held up two fingers.

"Two reasons, do you want to hear?"

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