This witch calls me daddy

Chapter 180 The general talks

Thorns sat in the bed of the pickup truck, holding a gun in one hand and a bone dagger in the other, feeling the dry night wind blowing across his face, letting his long hair sway wildly in the wind.

She still felt comfortable.

The reason why she sat in the carriage was not because she wanted to enjoy the breeze or to protect herself from enemies. The main reason was that she did not want to be crowded with strangers.

At this time, the pickup truck was driving on the road to the border. Lu Ye sat in the driver's seat and concentrated on driving. After successfully leaving the city, he drove north.

He encountered two groups of passing vehicles along the way, and Lu Ye took the initiative to slow down and approach them, asking at the top of his voice if he had caught anyone.

The first wave said: Caught!

The second wave said: No!
After hearing such news, everyone in the car understood that the four military jeeps that had left before were probably intercepted, so they began to think that they had captured the one-eyed general.

But the reason why he said he had not been caught was probably because he identified the people in the car and found that the general was not in those cars at all.

Of course he's not here anymore, because the one-eyed general Singh himself is sitting in Lu Ye's car!
At this moment, Anjie was sitting in the passenger seat. Although she was studying the map, she was obviously absent-minded and kept glancing towards the back seat.

There were two people sitting in the back seat. One was Jialan, who had a gun in his hand and pointed it at the old man beside her.

The atmosphere in the car was strange, quiet and depressing.

The identity of this old man was revealed after Jialan came down to meet them.

He is the one-eyed general Singer!

The fierce man who has been under the control of the military and government in the Xionmen area for the past 20 years, the dictator who rules six nearby cities and hundreds of square kilometers, the one-eyed general known as the "Lion of the Wasteland", Singer.

Lu Ye checked again and again in the rearview mirror. This old man didn't even wear an eyepatch!It doesn’t look like one-eyed!
But Jialan would not admit his mistake. She had met the general with her father more than half a year ago.

At that time, he was still a majestic autocratic leader. His oasis guards were well-equipped and had more than ten thousand soldiers. He was the well-deserved ruler of this place.

At that time, he signed contracts with several military contracting companies, spent a lot of real money, and used nearly a thousand mercenaries and dozens of military-purchased tanks to arm his base camp to the teeth, in order to suppress his dictatorship. Stable and impregnable!

But in just half a year, he had already fallen to this point. He had to rely on suspicion tactics and the sacrifice of his subordinates and family members as a cover to disguise himself as a civilian and escape in a civilian vehicle.

It's true that the hero was killed and the tiger fell to the ground.

So Jialan felt a little complicated when she looked at the old man.

The original employment relationship ended after the destruction of "Hyena". At this time, the old man was the source of this tragedy for her.

The two people have also changed from mercenaries and employers to two miserable people fleeing and struggling separately.

Not beating him to death on the spot, or taking his head to the liberation organization for reward, was Jialan's greatest kindness.

Collecting rewards based on head count is what their mercenary group is most willing to do.

But she won't do that because Garland has a deeper hatred for the Liberation Organization and the employer forces behind them.

Therefore, she has neither friendship nor hatred towards the general. She is just a passerby in this war.

The general did not recognize Jialan and did not pay attention to the gun. He just sat silently and watched with cold eyes as Lu Ye relied on his skillful acting skills to deal with the chasing vehicles.

At least Lu Ye didn't hand him over to make money, so at least the people in this car were not enemies.

He observed silently, but so far, he didn't understand the origin of this combination of men and three women.

A soldier who did not look capable appeared on the battlefield with three underage girls. This was definitely not an opposition lineup, nor did it look like an international mercenary. Instead, it looked like a group of lost tourists on the battlefield. On the rampage.

In a sense, his understanding was correct. Lu Ye was really just a tourist.

He doesn't belong here, and he doesn't intend to stay here. He just watches the farce happening on this continent.

When the vehicle escaped from the city limits and sped northwestward into the plains, he finally broke the silence and asked in a deep voice:

"Who the hell are you?"

Lu Ye didn't say anything. Their identities were difficult to explain, so he simply left it to Jialan, a local, to deal with it.

Jialan simply replied: "Mercenary." One-eyed Singer looked at her and nodded gently: "You do smell like a vulture, so why don't you hand me over? How much is my head worth?" .”

Jialan was silent, and after a long while he said expressionlessly: "We were hired by you to garrison the Kaqin mining area, but we were dispersed."

Old Singer was startled when he heard this: "Which team are you from?"

"hyena."

The old man recalled it and asked in a deep voice: "Lange?"

"It's my father."

The old man nodded when he heard this and recalled, "Your father... is a man of his word."

Jialan sighed silently and put away the gun.

The original purpose of pointing a gun at him was because they were worried that the old guy would lose control of his mood and do deceptive things like resisting or jumping out of a car. It didn't matter if he died, the important thing was not to lead them into a ditch.

Now it seems that the former leader is very sane and will not be disturbed just because he is on the run.

Seeing that Jialan seemed to be thinking of her father and didn't want to speak anymore, Lu Ye took over and asked, "What's going on? Your army doesn't seem to be that vulnerable. How come it was defeated so quickly?"

Having fought against the Liberation Organization and the Oasis Guard in the past few days, Lu Ye felt deeply that the One-Eyed General's people still had some combat effectiveness. Even if the opponent had mercenaries to help, he also had mercenaries on his side. The battle should not have deteriorated to this point.

The old general's expression was a little sad and his voice was hoarse: "There are many...traitors. They are everywhere, including staff, the army, cronies, and even relatives...There are traitors everywhere."

Hearing what he said, Jialan's eyes suddenly filled with anger and fire: "These traitors! I will find them out sooner or later!"

But Lu Ye smiled inappropriately:

"You two are in really different situations, we can't mix them up!"

"Jialan and the others are a mercenary company, a group of relatives and friends, maintained by emotions and interests. It is very common for someone to betray the interests of the team for greater interests. Just pull out the rats and beat them to death."

"But old general, you are a country and a political power. If you want to unite the power of unity, you need to give the people higher pursuits. You cannot hope that people will have no desire for money. Only in doctrine and spirit Only under the inspiration of people will they burst out with power beyond life and death, but what money can shake? The point is, as a leader, have you given your people such faith, hope and pursuit?"

Lu Ye was somewhat of a tourist mentality, and he didn't take it seriously when he met a down-and-out dictatorial general. He chatted while driving, talking about whatever came to mind.

But what he said was the spiritual belief that he had received from many years of revolutionary education and was ingrained in his bones. His eloquent but extremely confident tone immediately attracted the attention of several other people in the car.

Anjie just laughed. The devil's father never made a draft when he was bragging.

Jialan was stunned. Her company team was like family. This was indeed the power she had always believed in, but no one seemed to have ever used this to unite everyone.

When the dictatorial general heard these words, a cold light burst out in his eyes. He stared at the driver's back, grabbed the back of the seat, and said excitedly:

"Can you...can we talk about it?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Lu Ye had no idea what kind of bomb he had thrown. When he looked in the rearview mirror, he saw a pair of eyes that were dying again, shining brightly, staring at him.

That look reminded Lu Ye of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, when the emperor's uncle pulled Kong Ming with a look of deep love on his face:
"Sir, I would like to hear the details!"

Lu Ye's expression became strange.

This way of governing the country...how should he talk about it?
Even if I bring a beautiful girl group with me, it will be a mess.

I'd better come over next time and give you a copy of Marxism-Leninism-Maoism, so you can study it yourself.

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　　Little Thorns jumped out with a gun in hand, pouting and passionately dubbing: "Aha! It's life-threatening! Dudududududu!"

　　


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