Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 290: Is the posture of kneeling and begging for mercy so skillful?

The night was dark.

The moon in the sky was half covered by dark clouds.

On the vast land, malicious black shadows appeared.

They gathered together, emitting a strong smell of spices, and were running quickly towards the east in groups of three or five.

Kurma, who was at the front, lowered his voice and gave orders to his men beside him.

"Listen up, everyone! Our goal is to surprise attack the enemy outposts C and D! After capturing them, immediately build defensive fortifications with stones!"

"As long as we can hold on until daybreak, our reinforcements will arrive. By then, even if they discover us, it will be useless!"

"Tonight, you are all warriors and heroes! After this, I will treat you to the best curry!"

"Yes!"

Everyone got excited when they heard that they were going to eat the best curry.

Just as they were imagining the beautiful scene of performing meritorious service.

Suddenly, someone missed a step and fell down suddenly.

The next second, a piercing pain came from the soles of my feet.

When he looked down, he saw a foul-smelling knife that had pierced through the sole of his shoe and came out from the top of his foot.

"Ahhh!"

The severe pain made the guy scream.

This also scared Kulma, who didn't know what was going on.

He quickly lowered his voice and growled angrily, "Asshole! Shut up! We're already close to their territory here. Are you trying to attract them all over here?"

But just as he finished speaking, Kurma's feet seemed to be trapped by something.

Then he lost his balance and fell headfirst.

What was unexpected was that the ground in front of him had been camouflaged.

Ten-centimeter-long sharp steel nails stood there with the pointed ends facing upwards.

The moment Kulma fell, he suddenly realized something was wrong and subconsciously used his hands to block in front of him.

But the sharp steel nails pierced through his palms, knees and lower abdomen.

The pain was so severe that he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Trap, there is a trap here!"

Kulma no longer cared about anything else and started shouting at the top of his lungs.

But now, twenty or thirty people have unfortunately fallen into the trap.

They either had their feet pierced by sharp swords or, like him, had their bodies pierced by nails.

The two men beside him quickly helped Kurma up from the ground.

But when they stood up, these nails with barbs actually tore their flesh and caused secondary damage to them.

This time, Kurma felt so much pain that his soul almost jumped out of his head.

"Retreat quickly, retreat quickly, those guys must be nearby, they deliberately set a trap here, they know we..."

Before he could finish his words, the ground around him suddenly came alive.

Like the waves surging in the sea.

One camouflage net after another was lifted up, and a large number of guys holding steel pipes jumped out from the ground.

"Fuck him, fuck him!"

An angry curse with the essence of national culture was heard.

Ge Zhiyong rushed towards Kurma with murderous intent.

He pounded the steel pipe in his hand at Kurma like beating beef balls.

Beat this guy like a dog, and he fell to the ground, covering his head and rolling around wildly.

At this moment, Xu Tiancai, Niu Tiejun, Lu Xiaoguang and others were also holding sticks and hitting the enemies who wanted to flee around them.

Faced with the sudden attack, the people on the opposite side did not dare to fight back at all and all wanted to retreat.

"I told you to run, I told you to run, but you're still hiding? You're hiding from your mother!"

"What are you eating curry for? Eat shit!"

"Thank goodness Brother Feng had a trick up his sleeve. He knew you bastards were still determined to do this, Gan Ni Ni!"

The sticks fell down with a crackling sound, making the enemies scream in pain.

In the end, many of them even learned to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy in Chinese.

But the more this happened, the angrier Ge Zhiyong and others became, and the more ferociously they swung their sticks.

"Damn it! He's kneeling down and begging for mercy, and he's quite skilled at it. He shouts 'Stop hitting me' so smoothly, and with that Northeastern accent?"

"When I see you guys, I get so mad. You only care about eating and not beating me!"

Ge Zhiyong grabbed the stick with both hands like a thug.

He swung his gun hard at the Indians in front of him.

He stopped only when he felt hot all over and could no longer fight.

He glanced around and saw that more than two-thirds of the enemies had been knocked down by them.

The rest had already escaped under the cover of night, but that didn't matter.

The important thing is that they now have about a hundred prisoners.

"Use a rope to string them together and take them back!"

"Yes!"

Everyone took out the ropes they had prepared in advance and tied up all the guys.

Then, like walking a dog, he dragged it back.

Ge Zhiyong put his hands on his hips and smiled.

"Qin Feng, this kid, is so accurate! He said within three days, these bastards would make a move. Sure enough, they can't hold it back anymore!"

......

"What? Fell into a trap?"

Originally, Salman was lying on the bed listening to music and falling asleep.

As a result, he was so frightened by the person who came to report the situation that he fell off the bed.

"What's the situation at the scene? Where is Kulma and the others?"

"Commander, at that time, we were preparing to attack the opposite outpost at night. As a result, many people fell into the trap." The subordinate shouted while crying.

"Commander Kulma realized something was wrong and was about to order an evacuation when a bunch of Yan people jumped out. Without a word, they attacked us and started beating us up."

"Then you, won't you fight back? Don't you have sticks with you?" Salman kicked him angrily.

"We couldn't win. We couldn't win at all. Their fists were like raindrops and the steel pipes were rustling. It was too brutal. We had no time to react..."

"Trash, they are all a bunch of trash!"

Salman was completely furious.

Originally, I thought that after the sneak attack was successful, I could call back to claim credit.

Unexpectedly, the failure was so complete, and so many people were captured.

As a result, their current situation has become very passive.

"Sir," a staff officer nearby said, "The Yan people are far more cunning than we imagined. They never fell for our tricks, but were actually using our tricks against them."

"They deliberately lowered their combat readiness and withdrew their troops just to confuse us."

"They knew we wouldn't give up, and they anticipated we would attack the outpost, so they deliberately set a trap and ambush us along the road."

"The current situation is beyond our capabilities. We must report to Lieutenant General Lessinger immediately and get our people back. Otherwise, they will definitely make a big fuss about this, and then your situation will be..."

Salman clenched his fists tightly, his heart filled with anger.

But at this moment, all he could do was get angry.

The current situation is beyond his ability to resolve.

The decision must be made personally by Lieutenant General Lessinger.

......

"Hahahaha, Ge Zhiyong, you fought beautifully, beautifully!"

In the tent, Lu Chong was laughing so hard that he could hardly close his mouth.

He grabbed Ge Zhiyong's arms with both hands and said excitedly.

"I never thought that our first battle after the rotation here would be so successful, and we even captured over a hundred people!"

"You kid, you're really good at this. I was right about you, hahahaha!"

Ge Zhiyong also had a smile on his face. "Commander, if we're talking about merit, Qin Feng's contribution was the greatest. He was so smart that he saw through the enemy's plan in advance and set up an ambush on the route we had to take. Otherwise, they might have taken advantage of the loophole."

Lu Chong smiled and nodded. "Although he came up with the idea, you executed it well. The combat skills of your Steel Blade Battalion are indeed quite impressive. Transferring you here was a very correct decision!"

Ge Zhiyong scratched his head with a grin, feeling a little embarrassed by the praise: "Commander, what should we do next?"

"This is just the first step. Isn't there a second step in the plan Qin Feng left behind?"

"What's the second step?"

"Wait, just pretend this never happened and wait for their reaction."

Ge Zhiyong was a little confused: "But, what about these prisoners?"

Lu Chong smiled. "Of course we take good care of them. Out of humanitarianism, we just give them a couple of mouthfuls of leftovers every day to make sure they don't starve to death. As for the rest, don't worry about it."

Ge Zhiyong was stunned: "But those blades and nails are coated with gold soup. What if they get infected..."

"If they're infected, what does that have to do with us?" Lu Chong said with a puzzled look: "As long as they don't starve to death, that's fine. We're not babysitters."

"Besides, medical care in China is so advanced. What if we make someone's condition worse?"

"Just leave it like this. Their superiors will pay for their men's treatment later. Just consider it a small burden on their medical system."

"So that he won't have anything to do all day and will just mess with us."

"Hahahaha, that's true."

Ge Zhiyong laughed out loud, but he also had to admire how brilliant the moves Qin Feng made were.

If you smear gold soup on a sharp weapon, it will not kill you but will make you sick to death.

"Commander," Ge Zhiyong suddenly asked, "What's going on with the police? Why is it so urgent?"

Lu Chong hummed, "I also heard some things from the commander today. The problems he has are much more difficult than ours. In short, the problem is very serious..."

Ge Zhiyong didn't say anything, but a worried look appeared between his brows: I hope everything goes well...

......

"What did you say? More than 160 people were captured?"

General Lessinger on the other end of the phone slammed the table in anger.

Salman said bitterly, "Sir, I, I didn't know those guys were so cunning. Not only did they set traps on the road, they also ambushed many people..."

"That's enough! I don't want to hear your nonsense. I just want to know, what are you going to do now?"

Hearing Letinger's furious voice, Salman said with a guilty conscience, "Sir, we have so many people in their hands now. If they spread the news, it will be really disadvantageous to us."

Lessinger yelled into the phone, "So, you want me to clean up your mess, huh?"

Salman quickly shook his head; "I, I didn't mean that. I just hope that this matter can be resolved as soon as possible and our people can be returned."

Lessinger's eyes were as big as a cow's. If this guy was in front of him, he would definitely kick him.

He is not capable of accomplishing anything, but is always causing trouble. I originally thought that he called me in the middle of the night to announce good news.

Unexpectedly, he received such bad news.

But at the same time, Lessinger also felt deeply wary of the new troops that were transferred here.

If it had happened in the past, this would never have happened. It seems I have to make new plans.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart, but still said in an unhappy tone: "I will come forward to negotiate with the other party on this matter and strive to reach a peace agreement with them."

Salman was stunned. His superior had always been a hardliner and never advocated peace talks. Why was he suddenly doing that this time?

Although he had doubts in his mind, he didn't dare to ask.

After all, it was he who caused the disaster.

"So, what do I need to do?"

"To show your sincerity, you should retreat three kilometers and show us our attitude."

Salman was a little surprised: "But sir, this is too much of a concession for us. We worked so hard to get this..."

Lessinger interrupted him and said coldly: "I have my reasons for asking you to do this. All you have to do is obey my orders!"

"Yes..."

Although Salman didn't understand why, he could only agree reluctantly.