The Northwestern soldiers led by Zhao Ping were unstoppable and killed these separatists without them being able to fight back. These people were actually some idle people in the country, the yellow-haired people who were successfully brainwashed by Enrique and became so-called saints. Their real strength was very poor, and they just relied on brutality to do things. When they met a real ruthless person, they would immediately collapse.

Seeing this situation, Enrique knew that the situation was hopeless and wanted to escape immediately. Behind him was a vast mountain range with many natural caves. If he had a chance to get into one of them, he could escape, but the prerequisite was that someone must cover his retreat.

"Saints, hold on. The light of Allah is shining on you. Fight back. We still have a chance..."

Enrique shouted loudly, as if he was supervising the battle, but he himself retreated, seized the opportunity, and ran directly to the mountains in the desert. He was very familiar with this place. As long as he could get into the mountains, he would have a chance to leave. As for these brainwashed yellow-haired people, there was no shortage of them. It would be better if they all died here. There would be no need to reward them. Allah would never lack saints.

"Survive first, then you can make a comeback."

Enrique used the cover of the saints and retreated to the edge of the mountain. At this moment, a figure flashed out, grabbed the black butt of a gun and smashed it on his face, causing him to go black and fall to the ground.

"What the hell, you want to leave like this?"

Lao Kong appeared beside Enrique and scolded him: "In my eyes, your methods are just like children playing house. Let him see your uncle's methods."

After saying that, a big idiot came over, beat Enrique until he passed out, and then dragged him over. To catch a thief, you must catch the leader, otherwise there will be endless troubles. Lao Kong knew this very well, and he kept staring at Enrique.

On the other side, the fierce battle lasted no more than three minutes before Zhao Ping and his men cleared the battlefield, and all the saints fell to the ground.

Chen Jun then brought Chu Yunfei and the other man over and directed the Northwestern soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

The bodies were piled together and photographs were taken as evidence. In line with the policy of frugality in supporting the family, all things of some value were taken away. It was not because we cared about the money, but because they would be used as evidence in the future.

"Captain Chen, all the rats have been cleared out. There is one survivor, their leader, who was captured by the veteran comrade."

"Squad Leader Lao Kong, you have some tricks!"

Chen Jun smiled. He actually saw Lao Kong's actions. This old King of the Northwest was indeed quite capable. Even at his old age, he was still agile and not inferior to any youngsters. The leader was shot from behind by him and knocked unconscious.

"That's right. I had an arm wrestling competition with him. At the beginning, he deliberately lost to me, but at the critical moment, he smiled and pushed me over. It was simply forcing me to do it. I was convinced." The vibrator sighed beside him.

His words made everyone laugh.

It has been a month since they came to the Northwest, and they are really more and more impressed with Lao Kong. Even in the special forces, it seems that special forces soldiers of Lao Kong's age all work in the kitchen squad, leaving behind some legends of the king of soldiers. This Lao Kong is different. He continues to master the maps, has great skills, and some of his methods are like an old sow wearing a mask, one set after another.

"The bodies were piled up together, burned, and the ashes were scattered directly."

Chen Jun walked towards the leader who was caught by Lao Kong. He needed to dig out some useful information from this guy.

Enrique used it as a meat cushion, sitting on it and drinking leisurely.

"Awesome, you captured the thief king alive with just one move." Chen Jun praised.

Lao Kong snorted and said, "This guy is sneaky and wants to escape into the mountains. You can interrogate him, but he has fainted."

Chen Jun kicked the unconscious Enrique awake, causing the opponent to lose three teeth.

Then, he squatted down and hit the leader with a dozen consecutive beatings, which made the confused leader completely sober up. Lao Kong's mouth twitched constantly. He felt that the captain of the hacker base usually had a smile on his face, and his methods were dark and cruel, but he seldom took action.

"I say, I say, I admire you, please don't kill me..."

Enrique, who was completely sober, had no strong willpower. He was like a dog, begging for mercy with his tail between his legs, his whole body trembling.

"Today's terrorists are worse than the previous generation. They are such spineless people, yet they want to split our country. Where are the saints of Allah? They have so little backbone. It's really shameful." Lao Kong was still scolding the other party. What a coward. After swearing a few words, he walked away and did not participate in the trial.

Such separatists are not in his eyes.

"You come to interrogate." Chen Jun asked Canglang to come over.

He did not intend to get too deeply involved in the affairs of the Northwest, and left everything to Zhao Ping. In the future, the hacker base team headed by Zhao Ping would be the ones fighting here.

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