[Crossing] Beacon Fire Dragon Line

Harriereye is a good hunter.

Before joining the army, he often hunted in the mountains of Hessen, Germany.

Whenever he locks on a prey, he never kills one of them, but drives them away desperately until he tortures them to death.

After becoming an officer, he switched to playing this amusing game with captured prisoners of war.

The rules of the game are very simple: deliberately let the prisoner escape, and he will not shoot within 200 meters.

Generally speaking, at first the prisoner did not believe that he could really escape, thinking that the German soldiers would definitely shoot him in the back.However, once he ran 200 meters—a rather short distance for a weak prisoner—everyone would think that he had really run a long way and was safe.

Only, unfortunately, the range of the rifle is 800 meters.

What's more, Harrier Eye is also a gold medal sniper known as "No misses within 300 meters".

Afterwards, he will definitely go to admire the expressions of those corpses.This is the most interesting part of the whole process.Some people's expressions seemed incredible, and some people's faces were still frozen with ecstasy until they died.It was so much fun.

It is nothing but a poor executioner who simply deprives human beings of the hope of survival.

To give people abundant hope first, and then to deprive them of it, is the god who stands high and controls life and death.

He is God.

In the early hours of tomorrow, their company will leave this place and cross the Po River north.

Of course, he doesn't forget about his entertainment either.

He'd take that American POW he'd caught the other day with him, and he'd think they'd let him go.Then, when it was almost dawn, and they were almost at their destination, they used that prisoner to play that little game to beat the fatigue of driving all night.

These days, the American prisoner of war has been very calm.In other words, it is the numbness after despair, a kind of indifference that has given up everything.Whether it was beating or working, he endured it silently, without any attempt to struggle or escape.

It's not good, it's no fun.What's the point of hunting a walking dead that has no self-consciousness?

So Harrier Eye specifically told the soldier to feed the Asian man better, give him hope of survival, and make him think he could leave alive.

——When he died, what kind of expression would that beautiful face look like?

Harrier Eye couldn't wait to see it.

During the time in the cell, Sheng Rui curled up in the corner and lay on his side, as if he was in a deep sleep.

The soldiers who passed by didn't care about it.After these days of observation, they all felt that this person was a bit silly.They eat when they have food, sleep when they are thrown into a cell, work when they are dragged out, and suffer when they are beaten. They don’t cry, scream, or speak even when their fingers are broken. They seem to know neither fear, escape, or begging for mercy.I don't know if I was stupid, or because I was tortured by the pain and lost all vigor, and even the will to survive was numb.

Because they thought Sheng Rui couldn't understand German, they had no scruples when speaking in front of him.

"...tomorrow at two o'clock in the morning."

"Marching overnight again, it's really annoying."

The two patrolling soldiers walked and talked, and gradually moved away.No one noticed that the man curled up in a corner of the cell opened his eyes like a wild cat in the dark.

At two o'clock tomorrow morning, this company will leave here.Sheng Rui kept this in mind.

His ears remained firmly pressed to the ground.Human hearing is actually quite acute, but people usually don't pay attention to most of the sounds they hear.With a little deliberate training, the ears will tell him what's going on around him like the eyes.

With his hands behind his back where the guards couldn't see, he took his pulse and counted the time between each round of patrols by the guards.

Click, click, click.

The footsteps came, and the footsteps went away.

In the timing of the overlapping and repeated footsteps and pulse beating, the layout of the barracks gradually became clear in his mind.

In addition to footsteps and human voices, occasionally a rumbling buzzing can be heard along the ground.The sound was very faint, but Sheng Rui, who was familiar with the vehicle, quickly recognized that it was the vibration of the car engine.

The speed is relatively fast, which means that the car is not driving on a rugged mountain dirt road, but a relatively flat and open ground.

Therefore, there should be a road that can be driven not too far from here.If you can escape and follow this path, you will have a higher chance of encountering the US military.

This coming night is his chance to escape from prison.

At night, Sheng Rui waited to be beaten by Yaoyan as usual.It was said to be an interrogation, but it was actually Harrier Eye's daily pastime to whet his appetite before dinner.

Of course, being beaten is not something to look forward to, but there is a wall clock in Yaoyan's room, which is the only way for Sheng Rui to know the time accurately.

Time was of the essence to him tonight.If you miscalculate the timing, all your efforts will be wasted.

As he wished, Harrier Eye dragged him out again on time, and beat him rhythmically.

I don't know if it's intentional or just a habit, Harrier Eye especially likes to kick people's crotch.This is what men are most afraid of.Sheng Rui has grown up so much, and has never experienced such a painful experience. He feels that he will probably have x dysfunction in the future.

When Harrier Eye finished his work, Sheng Rui barely supported himself and glanced at the wall clock quietly.Just like yesterday, at eight o'clock in the evening, the night shift guard had just started to work.

In consideration of letting Sheng Rui save his energy to play the escape-chasing mini-game, Harrier Eye played a little lighter than usual today.

Even so, Sheng Rui was covered in bruises.As soon as he was thrown back into the cell, he immediately seized the time to rest.His physical strength is about to run out, and if he fails tonight, his plan will never be repeated.

The cell might have been a small equipment room, with a ventilation window in the wall.Now the window was nailed shut with long iron-clad wooden strips, leaving a gap about three or four fingers wide in the middle, through which one could see the night sky outside.

When he saw the moon rise to the level of the gap last night, he heard the night mobile sentry change ten times.He calculated that the night sentries changed every half hour, so it would be one o'clock in the morning.

The time for the moon to reach the same position every day will be about 45 minutes later than the previous day, so the time for the moon to rise to this position today is about 45:[-] am.

That was his signal to act.

The night is dark.

The guard at the door of the cell adjusted his stance, shifted his weight to the other foot, yawned, and glanced at the prisoner inside.The man was so motionless that he couldn't even tell if he was breathing.

For such a dying prisoner to be guarded, it is really superfluous.

Fortunately, this is the last shift.In half an hour, at two o'clock in the morning, their company will set out to march.

A ray of bright moonlight shone in through the gap in the ventilation window of the cell.

Sheng Rui, who had been staring at the window, his eyes brightened at the same moment.

He stretched out his left hand and fumbled on the front of his military uniform.

Because he came out wearing regular clothes this time, with a Xun Lue on his chest.Pinned to the top of the right breast pocket is a navy blue medal, which is the outstanding collective medal of the US military.

He took it off, snapped the long steel pin at the back, and plunged it into his inner thigh.This level of pain will stimulate his body to secrete a large amount of adrenaline, supporting him to complete the next series of actions, but it will not be so intense that he faints.

He slowly untied the bandages hidden on his body, and silently formed a noose and tied a movable knot.

The guard was in a daze, when he suddenly heard some slight noises behind him.Looking back, he found that from his perspective, there was no one in the cell.

The guard became alert, and quickly approached the cell, looking into the blind corner inside.

Sheng Rui was waiting for this moment.

When the guard's head was inserted into the noose, he turned around suddenly, firmly pressed down on the lower half of the bandage that passed through the crossbeam, and tightened the noose with his own body weight.

He wasn't heavy enough to hoist guards, but enough to tighten their throats.He could hear the guard's boots kicking violently against the bars, but he could not utter a cry.

After an unknown period of time, the struggle stopped.

He slowly loosened the bandages that were pressed by his body, and slowly lowered the heavy body to the ground, trying his best to avoid seeing the other person's face.Fumbled for the key on the opponent and opened the cell door.

He first hid the opponent's Walter P38 pistol on his body, then continued to search carefully, and soon found the one thing he needed most at this time: a flashlight.In the current situation, this is more useful than a gun.

Time was running out, Sheng Rui quickly took off his uniform and exchanged with the other party.Under the double cover of the steel helmet and the darkness, it is not easy for others to spot his black eyes.

At two o'clock in the morning, more than 100 soldiers were armed as quickly as possible and came to the front yard to line up.

Harrier Eye was already standing in the courtyard, staring coldly at the subordinates who were gathering and getting ready to board the car.

Of course, he will not forget his prisoners of war.

"Sir...sir..." The soldier who was sent to pick up the prisoners came back with a pale face, speaking incoherently.

"Say!!"

"..." The soldier was too frightened to speak by the kite's eyes.

Harrier Eye raised his foot and stomped on the opponent's lower abdomen, without looking at the fallen soldier, he rushed to the cell.

There was only one dead German soldier in the cell.Moreover, all the clothes on his body have been replaced.

"Block the gate!" Harrier Eye roared immediately, and rushed back to the yard: "Did anyone go out just now? Did anyone get in the car?"

"Not one, sir! We've been guarding here!" reported the sentinel at the door.

"Very good." Harrier's eyes were like lightning, and he cast his eyes on the soldiers lined up in the courtyard.Under the cover of night, they were all unrecognizable, like lurking enemies.

"You, you, you, and you," Harrier Eye pointed to four people he knew, "hold your rifles and stand at the four corners of the yard with the muzzle facing the middle. If anyone tries to run away, shoot them down on the spot "He pulled out the Browning HP35 from his waist, his eyes were like lightning, and he said slowly to the crowd in the middle of the courtyard word by word: "Now, all of you listen to me: take off your helmet, take out your flashlight , identify the people in front of you, around you."

He paused for a while, "I repeat again: take off the helmet, take out the flashlight, and identify the people in front of, behind, and around you. No one is allowed to make unnecessary movements, otherwise they will be killed immediately. If you find an Asian next to you—— He slid the trigger with a click and pressed the bullet into the chamber: "Grab him immediately and report to me!"