Chapter 87 Dragon Rider
With a "snap", Fox Hunter's wrist was grabbed by Mandragora.
"I can't punish you." Mandala said softly to Fox Hunter with a smile on his face, pushing Fox Hunter aside.
Fox Hunter was quite generous. He quickly put away his saber and said, "Oh? Then I want to see what your punishment is. It seems very interesting to attack your former teammates."
Facing Fox Hunter's ridicule, Mandragora remained unmoved. She carefully looked Seth up and down, as if trying to find the best place to stab him.
"Mandora, you're not really going to torture me, are you?" Seth was nervous.
He knew that Mandala was a person who was keen on various kinds of punishment. As long as she took action, she would definitely make people want to live but not die. If she wanted, she could torture people to death, or break their spines... In short, she had many ways to torture people to the point of collapse, no matter how tough they were.
"Maybe you can beg me." Mandragora smiled, and her smile was very beautiful.
Faced with Mandora's smile, Seth backed off. Even though Mandora was very beautiful, he really couldn't afford to enjoy her beauty.
"That's enough." The colonel spoke to stop Mandragora. He glanced at Seth, waved his hand and said, "Hang this guy outside."
Two mercenaries carried Seth on the left and right and walked out.
"Wait." Mandragora called out to the mercenary, grabbed a handful of coarse salt and stuffed it into Seth's mouth, forcing him to swallow it.
"Bah! Bah! You traitor, bitch!" Seth, with salt in his mouth, cursed and was dragged out and hung high.
The baron in the corner was somewhat dissatisfied and puzzled about the colonel's behavior, and a faint voice came out.
"Colonel, why did you let him go?"
Glancing at the Baron who was cowering there, the Colonel said in a deep voice: "Don't you think it's a pity to torture Seth? He is a treasure, a talent. If you have Seth's ability, you can kill him without hesitation."
The Baron said nothing and continued to shrink into his corner.
Seth is a computer genius that every country is trying to attract. As long as his mind is clear, he can be guaranteed to be alive and well. Because his value is too great, it cannot be matched by a few combat talents. If he is given a good environment, he can make a country in chaos by himself.
On the sand dune, Zhao Ziyang looked at Seth, who was hanging in the air with his arms bent backwards, and felt anxious. It was obvious that the defenders knew that they would not easily kill these two people, so they naturally felt fearless and started a psychological warfare with them.
"Very good." Zhao Ziyang muttered to himself, picked up the sniper rifle and aimed at the defender mercenary below Seth, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"boom!"
The gunshot rang out, and the sniper bullet penetrated the mercenary's chest directly, lifting his body up and smashing it to the ground. The bright red blood flowed on the ground, being greedily sucked by the thirsty land, leaving a dark mass.
"Special forces, well done, hahaha..." Seth laughed wildly, but after a few laughs he couldn't laugh anymore.
The salt flowed from his mouth into his body. Under such scorching heat, the water in his body drained away at the fastest speed and then evaporated.
If you don't have any impression of Seth's situation at this time, just imagine how pickles are pickled. It is well known that there is an essential step in pickling pickles: dehydration. The dehydration process is to sprinkle salt on the vegetables and use salt to make the water in the vegetables flow out.
At this time, Seth's situation was similar to that of pickled vegetables, also dehydration. Through the dehydration of the body by salt, Seth experienced what extreme thirst was like.
After killing a mercenary, Zhao Ziyang turned on the radio and said into it: "Colonel, I killed one of your mercenaries. Are you going to kill one of ours too? Hehehe..."
The laughter was full of cruelty and madness. Zhao Ziyang was persuading the colonel to kill someone.
When the colonel in the room heard what Zhao Ziyang said, he gritted his teeth in hatred. Yes, he could kill them. The lives of Seth and Zhao Changzheng were in his hands, and he could kill them at any time.
But he couldn't kill them. If he killed them, his men would be attacked without scruples by the lurkers. Being surrounded, their counterattack would be weak and they would definitely suffer heavy casualties.
The colonel was in hesitation for a moment. He originally wanted to use the two hostages to restrain the lurker, but suddenly he found that it became a restraint on himself.
He didn't expect that this special forces soldier would be so cruel and not care about the lives of his companions. Perhaps he should reposition the new leader of the Lurkers. If Black Hawk was here, it would definitely not be like this!
"There are still twenty-four minutes left." The colonel looked at the time and said to Zhao Ziyang with a relaxed smile: "Even if you don't kill me after twenty-four minutes, I will kill Seth. But now, kill that little guy first. One life for one life."
The colonel suddenly realized that he was being countered by Zhao Ziyang because his plan was implemented too well, leaving no possibility for the lurkers to rescue him. If it were a different terrain, a terrain that could be infiltrated, the lurkers would definitely rescue him at all costs. But there was no way to rescue him here. As soon as he showed up, he would be sniped and killed. In this helpless situation, the other party would only go to extremes.
"Kill that little guy?" Zhao Ziyang smiled disdainfully and asked, "Colonel, do you think you will feel comfortable if you kill this little guy? I can guarantee that if you kill him, the defenders will be doomed soon. I promise you."
Hearing what Zhao Ziyang said, the colonel frowned. He understood the meaning of Zhao Ziyang's words and couldn't help but think more deeply about it.
"Special Forces, I have to admit that you are very good at psychological tactics, but it doesn't work on me." The colonel still spoke to Zhao Ziyang very easily, waving his hand and saying to a mercenary: "Kill this little guy."
The order to kill Zhao Changzheng came clearly from the radio, making Zhao Ziyang and the lurking mercenaries feel nervous.
"Wait!" Zhao Ziyang shouted loudly into the radio.
"Oh? Are you scared? Haha, interesting..." The colonel laughed softly. He knew that he had escaped from this unbearable restraint. No matter they were special forces or lurkers, they would not abandon their comrades and ignore their lives.
Pandora, the lurker, waited quietly with a sniper rifle, allowing Zhao Ziyang to fight with the colonel. It is undeniable that the whole situation became favorable to the lurker in the simple conversation, but whether Seth and Zhao Changzheng would be killed in the end depended on how the situation developed.
Zhao Ziyang was extremely anxious. He had to counter and attack the colonel's psychology in a very short time, otherwise this psychological warfare would be completely defeated. There was only one consequence of defeat: killing his comrades with his own hands!
"Colonel, do you think I'm really scared?" Zhao Ziyang suddenly made a surprised sound, as if he found the colonel's words very ridiculous.
"You want to save your teammates? Then you can come out. When you come, I will replace them. I'll give you thirty seconds to think about it. You can exchange one person for two of them. I guarantee it with my honor as a defender."
Exchanging hostages is a very easy and impulsive condition, and it is also the weakness of human nature. If your closest person is kidnapped, and the kidnapper asks to exchange you for the hostage, will you agree? Yes, you will agree, and your human nature allows you to make such a sacrifice without regrets.
But if Zhao Ziyang agrees to exchange for Seth and Zhao Changzheng, the lurker mercenaries will definitely rush to their deaths one after another, and this is a situation that even Pandora cannot control.
"Huh..." Zhao Ziyang took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, thought for a few seconds, and said to the colonel firmly: "You can kill, but listen to me before you kill."
The colonel didn't say anything, just waited quietly for Zhao Ziyang to say what he wanted to say.
"It doesn't matter if you don't know who this little guy is, but he has a father. His father's name is Zhao Zhengrong."
"Zhao Zhengrong? I don't know him."
"It doesn't matter if you don't know Zhao Zhengrong. You should know the Dragon Rider General." Zhao Ziyang clenched his fists and tried to make his tone normal to prevent the colonel from hearing any clues.
After about ten seconds, the colonel's voice was heard.
"His father is a dragon rider?"
This question seeking confirmation is full of solemnity, which shows how important the three words "Dragon Rider" are to the colonel's generation of soldiers.
"Yes." Zhao Ziyang nodded heavily, confirming this fact.
The radio was silent again, and the three words from the Dragon Rider completely disrupted the colonel's thoughts.
In fact, this was simply a lie told by Zhao Ziyang. He didn't know who the Dragon Rider was, but he only knew that the Dragon Rider was invincible in Black Hawk's eyes. In this case, the Dragon Rider must have been an unsurpassed figure in Black Hawk's era. The colonel must have heard of him, and perhaps there would be unforeseen circumstances.
Zhao Ziyang clenched his fists and waited nervously for the colonel's response. He was betting on the deterrent effect of the three words "Dragon Rider General" on the colonel. If the three words "Dragon Rider General" were useful to the colonel, no matter if he was an enemy or not, he would always save Zhao Changzheng's life first. There was no doubt about that.
"Special Forces, you are lying to me." The colonel's gloomy voice came: "The Dragon Rider General died on the battlefield a long time ago. Yes, he really died a long time ago."
"No." Zhao Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said to the colonel in a very relaxed manner: "General Longqi is not dead at all. If you don't believe it, just kill General Longqi's only son and see if he will come to trouble you."
Having already sat in the gambling game, Zhao Ziyang had to continue playing it. He could hear the colonel's unconcealed taboo about the dragon riders, so he was sure to win this time.
The colonel was really undecided. He didn't know whether to kill the little guy tied outside. If the dragon rider was really dead, then killing the little guy would be fine. If the dragon rider was not dead... the consequences were not something he could bear.
"Captain, who is the dragon rider?" Fox Hunter asked the colonel.
“General Dragoon…General Dragoon…” The colonel smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, “General Dragoon is invincible. In fact, I even doubt that he is still alive.”
How can you die so easily if you are invincible? Maybe what you see is not real, and you will never see the real you.
"What is a Dragon Rider? I'm going to kill him." The baron in the corner made a faint voice and showed disdain for the three words "Dragon Rider".
"Shut up!" The colonel shouted angrily, staring at the baron and growling, "You'd better stop using disrespectful language, or you'll be killed without knowing it!"
"Is it that powerful?" Liehu continued to ask, touching his chin.
"The Earl of Gurkha, the Black Hawk of Lurker, Morgan of EO, and Jesus of Cossack, they are all soldiers of the Dragon Rider. Even though they compete with each other, as long as it concerns the Dragon Rider, they will give up the fight and become the closest comrades again!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the defenders changed. They were very familiar with the names the colonel said: Count, the leader of the Gurkha mercenaries; Black Hawk, the former leader of the Lurker mercenaries; Morgan, the leader of the EO mercenaries in Africa; Jesus, the head of the Cossack mercenaries. Any of these people could stir up a storm in the world, and they were all soldiers of the Dragon Riders!
The baron closed his mouth, his face turned extremely ugly and even paler. He knew that if his words were to spread, he would die without knowing how, just as the colonel said.
"Captain, what should we do now?" Liehu asked the colonel.
The colonel who was asked this question walked around the room twice with a serious expression, took a look at Zhao Changzheng who was tied outside, and said helplessly: "Wait! Maybe the special forces lied to us. Anyway... this person can't be killed."
"Then didn't our efforts just go to waste this time?" Jaguar asked uncomfortably, very unhappy with the colonel's retreat at this moment.
"That's right, he's just a Chinese, there's nothing to be afraid of." Xue Dao echoed, his eyes full of arrogance, his hands tightly gripping his two long swords.
It was really frustrating that an ambush mission that was enough to completely defeat the lurkers had been carried out to this extent. They would naturally put the blame on the colonel, even though they dared not disobey the colonel's wishes.
"Shut your mouths!" The fox hunter growled, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Seeing the angry fox hunter, Jaguar and Snow Blade chose to shut their mouths, shrugged their shoulders and walked away.
"Perhaps you think I'm exaggerating, perhaps you think General Dragon Rider is just exaggerating, but I have to be responsible for you and the lurkers. Remember, we can't make too many enemies. If this kid is really General Dragon Rider's son, if we really kill him, the Earl and his guys will definitely take bloody revenge on us." The colonel pointed out the root of the problem incisively. What he was afraid of was not General Dragon Rider alone, but the support of thousands of people under his command.
"Captain!" Fox Hunter suddenly made a surprised sound and pointed out the window, saying, "The little guy is gone!"
The colonel and others who heard the sound immediately looked towards Zhao Changzheng's direction. They did not see Zhao Changzheng, but only a pile of cut ropes.
Everyone immediately raised their guns and were on guard, there was an enemy infiltrating!
