Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing kicked White angrily, and White fainted.

Damn it, I almost capsized in the ditch.

A small secret outpost actually hides a hidden dragon and crouching tiger.

This American's skills are at least among the top five among the masters that I, He Daqing, have ever seen.

Taking out a piece of hemp rope, He Daqing tied White up tightly and stuffed White into the tree hole.

In the trench, George closed his eyes and dozed off.

Anyway, with White here, I'm just a decoration, so of course I can do whatever makes me comfortable.

In a daze, George felt someone patting his shoulder.

Rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"White, I'm not asleep, I just closed my eyes."

A strange voice came.

"George, open your eyes and see who I am."

George's eyes widened when he heard the strange voice.

There was a dark figure squatting in front of him. It was dark and he couldn't see its full shape, but he could recognize the pistol pointed at his forehead clearly. It was his service pistol.

“Don’t, man, don’t shoot.

I'm just a soldier. Killing me won't do you any good.

I will do whatever you say, just ask you to spare my life.

By the way, there is a secret sentry in the tree hole over there, he is not to be trifled with. "

He Daqing nodded with satisfaction and lowered the muzzle of the gun slightly.

Anyway, all of George's weapons were put into space. At such a close distance, He Daqing didn't believe that he could turn the tables.

People like White just now are definitely one in a million masters.

If everyone was like that, there would be no point in fighting this war.

“You don’t need to look over there in the tree hole, White has already made me cut my neck.

Now, you do whatever I tell you to do, okay?

How many people are there in your camp?"

When George heard that White was dead, he was almost scared to death and answered all the questions he asked.

“Including White and I, there are thirteen of us.

White is not from our class, he is here to perform a special mission.

Everyone else was sleeping in those two barracks.

Do you want me to wake them up and ask them to come and surrender?"

He Daqing slapped George in the face.

"Did I ask you to answer first?

Go ahead and open the door of that barracks first."

“The barrack door couldn’t be opened, it was locked from the inside.

However, you can lift the tarpaulin from that corner and crawl in."

"What are you waiting for, go in first.

Behave yourself, and I promise to spare your life, understand?"

George nodded, gently lifted the tarpaulin, crouched down and crawled in, and even held up the tarpaulin for He Daqing to please him.

He Daqing almost choked to death. The barracks smelled so bad that if you didn't know better, you would have thought you had entered a sheep pen.

The foreigners had a strong smell, a mixture of body odor and foot odor, which almost made He Daqing cry.

He Daqing took a piece of cloth and covered his nose, which made him feel better.

He signaled George not to move and began to search the barracks for weapons.

It was pitch dark and George could only vaguely see dark shadows swaying, and he dared not move.

There were three wooden beds in the barracks, with an upper bunk that was empty, which should be George's bed.

Every American gave a monkey stealing peach, and each one was pinched without making a sound.

George was terrified and thought that He Daqing had killed all the people. A strong smell of urine spread.

He Daqing kicked George away.

“There is another barracks. If anyone is timid, please point it out to me later.

I need to keep two people to work for me, do you understand?"

George nodded quickly, opened the barrack door and went out.

As usual, he lifted the tarpaulin and crawled in. No one made a sound when he pinched them.

He Daqing didn't pinch the last timid one, but lit the lantern first and asked George to hold it.

He stepped forward and slapped the last coward named David twice to wake him up.

David was even worse than George and peed himself on the spot.

He Daqing slapped David again, and this time David didn't dare to pee again.

"You two, tie them up quickly.

Humph, if you don’t tie it up well, you’ll lose your life…”

George and David naturally did not dare to delay and used all their strength to tie up their unconscious comrade tightly.

He Daqing then felt relieved and asked George and David to help count the supplies in the camp.

George and David are indeed lackeys. They are afraid that He Daqing doesn't understand, so they want to explain everything to him.

"This is an M1 Garand rifle, and we have seven of them.

Those were two M1919 light machine guns.

The other two are Thompson submachine guns, and that pistol is equipped for the machine gunner.

The box over there contains grenades.

The barracks over there are filled with daily necessities..."

He Daqing finally opened his eyes. It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others.

I'm in the same squad, so I only have a few bullets and a few grenades.

The Americans' bullets come by the box, and their grenades also come by the box.

Damn it, it’s not enough. You can always open your mouth and ask for more.

What made He Daqing most happy was that there was a brand new three-wheeled motorcycle in the barracks.

It looks like a squad, but the supplies they have are more abundant than those of a platoon of volunteers.

With so many things, I naturally had to take them all back.

The secret of space cannot be exposed unless no one is left alive.

But these Americans have all won military merits, and He Daqing is reluctant to let them go. They are much more valuable alive than dead.

Especially that White sniper, he must have a big secret.

In that case, we have to go back and call our own people to move the things.

White was tied up like a dumpling and thrown into the bed of a tricycle. George also had his hands tied and was squeezed together with White.

David was tied to the back seat of a tricycle with a large package squeezed in his arms.

He Daqing changed into a U.S. military coat and leather boots from head to toe, and put on a helmet.

The three-wheeled motorcycle roared, carrying four people, and plunged into the darkness.

After driving a motorcycle for less than twenty minutes, He Daqing arrived at the foot of the mountain on his side.

The sound of the motorcycle had already woken up the soldiers on the mountain.

Everyone gathered with guns in hand and gradually surrounded them.

He Daqing saw it clearly and shouted immediately.

"Little Hunan, Little Jiangxi, is my grandfather, and my grandfather is He Daqing.

"Shorty, pockmarked, why are you going around behind me? Do you want to shoot me in the back? Do you want to take my position as squad leader?"

The soldiers relaxed a little, but did not lower their guns.

Only when he got closer and saw He Daqing clearly with the help of the motorcycle light did he lower his gun.

He Daqing explained to everyone.

"I couldn't sleep, so I thought about going to the opposite mountain to take a look.

I was itching to do something, so I captured a few prisoners.

The man who is tied up like a dumpling is the ace sniper. It was he who injured the previous squad leader.

It doesn’t matter about these two cowards, they will do whatever you tell them to do.

Mazi, when you take the captives up the mountain, you must keep a close eye on them, especially this zongzi.

Shorty, Little Jiangxi, Little Hunan, put on the military coats in this package first.

Let me take over the camp over there and make a fortune..."