Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 262 The End of the Traitor

As a squadron leader, Qiuyuan of course had to stay awake. When he found something was wrong, he also went to the doctor and got the Philopon given by the doctor. He also took the medicine like the other ghosts, and it was a super-large dose. It made his not sober mind become even more abnormal, and the orders he issued were also confused, specious and inconsistent.

Li Si approached the four devils headed by Qiu Yuan on tiptoe. Instead of using a gun, Li Si waved his hand and threw Kunai out.

Kunai turned into a streamer of light, hitting the back of the machine gunner's head.

"puff!"

The powerful force combined with the sharp kunai killed the machine gunner who was still firing randomly.

The deputy shooter froze for a moment, looking at the machine gunner with a kunai stuck in his head, he didn't realize what was going on for a while, and then he felt a numbness in the back of his neck, then his eyes blurred, his head sank, and he fell to the ground .

"Get up, don't sleep, and take medicine if you're sleepy!" Qiu Yuan's brain was already confused, and he couldn't tell the current situation.

"Baga, Baga, you dare to disobey orders, Baga." Qiuyuan said, then took out the gun that he carried with him, and pointed at the machine gunner and the sub-machine gunner, emptying the clips.

Li Si saw it, and couldn't help being shocked. He knew how effective his own poison was, but now Qiu Yuan's reaction was far from the effect of his poison.

However, he doesn't have time to analyze the pharmacology now, so he has to seize the time to capture the squadron leader in front of him.

Raising his left hand, he gently moved his fingers towards Qiu Yuan and his guards.

Two flying needles flew out along the cuffs and pierced their necks respectively.

After a while, Qiu Yuan and his guards wobbled and fell to the ground.

He seized the time and walked over, grabbed Qiu Yuan's waist, and carried him out of the room.

The machine guns in the house misfired, and the soldiers outside the house naturally knew that Li Si in the house had succeeded, so they stopped shooting.

Sure enough, not long after, Li Si sent a signal inside the house.

Now in Zhaozhuang, apart from the Eighth Route Army fighting the devils, Mengde and Gouzi are also running around. They also got a mission to find the traitor translator of the devil. Just find his hiding place and don’t disturb him. .

To say that the children who are most familiar with the tunnels are the children of the children’s group. It can be said that they basically know the corners, as long as they can hide people, because they usually hide to avoid the violent beatings of their parents.

It didn't take much effort, and some children from the children's group found the position of the traitor translator.

Mill in the village.

This kid is good at hiding, and now he is hiding in the mill barn, covered with a pile of hay, not even daring to breathe.

In fact, it was considered unlucky for this kid. His hiding place was not far from the exit of a tunnel, and the child found this unlucky boy just after he got out of the tunnel.

A child with a red-tasseled gun in his hand stuck the end of the gun into the haystack and stabbed it.

"Oh, little bastard, feel sorry for me, and see if I will kill you!" The traitor translator jumped out of the haystack while saying so, and wanted to shoot.

However, the children's group on the opposite side didn't give it a chance at all.

Someone hit his hand with a stick, and the pistol fell to the ground in an instant, and then a handful of white ash was thrown into his eyes, his vision blurred, and then he felt a pain in his crotch, a piercing pain. Come, let him involuntarily tighten his legs and kneel on the ground.

"Ah~~"

"Grandpa, please spare my life, grandpa run away~Grandfather of the Eight Routes, please forgive me!" The traitor translator kneeling on the ground couldn't see, and could only desperately beg for mercy, hoping that the grandfathers of the Eight Routes could spare his life.

These children are usually educated that devils are bad, and traitors are even worse, they deserve to die!
Now looking at the traitor who can't resist, thinking of what his parents said, thinking of those friends and friends whom he will never see again, so he can't take care of Du Sanping's entrustment.

"Beat, beat that bastard to death!" Goudan yelled, holding a stick and hitting him on the head.

But it hit halfway, but Zhao Mengde grabbed the end of the stick.

"Dezi, what are you doing? Are you related to this traitor?" Gouzi looked at Zhao Mengde unkindly.

"I'm not related to him."

"Then why are you dragging?" Gouzi was very upset, he and Zhao Mengde were of the same generation, and he was not afraid of being said to have offended his elders.

"Don't hit the head, it's easy to kill! Uncle Du wants to live."

"Okay!" Goudan said, raised the stick again, and smashed it at the translator's knee.

结果
He was stopped by Zhao Mengde again.

This time the dog may not do it, "You coward, if you don't let your head be beaten, why can't you let your legs be beaten?"

"You broke his leg, are you carrying him behind your back? Just think about how your mother beat you, and how you beat him will be fine."

"Okay, then keep his dog legs!"

After finishing speaking, Goudan greeted the thick part of the translator's body.

"Crack~"

"Crack~"

With Goudan taking the lead, several other children also found the guy who should be paid, and began to greet the traitor translator.

"Hey~"

"Ah~"

"Oops~"

The translator kept screaming, but he didn't dare to resist.

His gun is gone. Although he still can't see anything, he knows that the gun must have been taken by these children, and the safety of the gun is on. He only needs to pull the trigger lightly, and he can understand his little gun. Life.

Greedy for life and afraid of death, he just chose to lie on the ground and be beaten.

"It's enough to beat him for a minute. This traitor seems to be quite weak. Don't beat him to death." Zhao Mengde said again.

"How long is 1 minute?" Goudan asked.

"About thirty breaths." Zhao Mengde said.

"Okay!" Goudan said, took a deep breath, then held back, and continued to beat him.

"It's natural breathing, I didn't let you hold it back!"

Goudan didn't reply, just held his breath and kept saying hello.

After hitting it a few times, he finally couldn't hold it anymore. He didn't expect that with the strenuous activities, the breath was consumed very quickly.

After exhaling the turbid air, he said, "I'm not in the mood today, and I can usually hold my breath for a long time."

"Okay, it's over for a while. Uncle Du is still waiting for us?" Du Sanping turned and looked at the sky outside the room and said.

"Okay, let's go another ten times each!" Gou Zi said, he also knew the priorities, and decided to spare the traitor dog for the time being.

The traitor translator now feels that life is worse than death. He never thought that he would fall into the hands of such a group of children.

Moreover, he felt that falling into the hands of these children would be better than falling into the hands of the Eighth Route Army. At least the Eighth Route Army has discipline and will treat prisoners preferentially, so that he will not have such an experience.

Thinking of this, a pang of regret lingers in my heart.

Regret that he shouldn't be a traitor, but with what he has done now, regret is useless.

(End of this chapter)