Dad kidnapped me to join the army, and the whole army asked me to be their instructor.

"Captain!"

Xu Da ran over and handed the walkie-talkie to Lin Hui: "Jiang Liang will contact you."

Lin Hui took it over with a smile: "It's me."

On the other end, Jiang Liang said excitedly: "Report to the leader, the mission has been completed."

Lin Hui asked: "Have everyone been caught?"

Jiang Liang looked back and saw hundreds of people squatting on the ground shivering with their heads in their hands, and there were many corpses of mercenaries beside them.

He smiled and said: "According to the information you gave us, we split up and no one escaped. We caught them all!"

"Okay!" Lin Hui said with a smile: "Well done, you have made a great contribution this time, but you have to seize the time and act immediately."

"Yes, the task is guaranteed to be completed!"

After the communication ended, Lin Hui returned the walkie-talkie to Xu Da.

Xu Da hesitated for a moment and asked curiously: "Captain, are we also going to participate in the battle?"

Lin Hui smiled slightly: "There is no more fighting. Let's watch Jiang Liang's performance next. As long as he is smart enough, there will be no problem."

On the other side, Jiang Liang walked up to everyone with his hands behind his back and smiled: "You should all know what you have done, right?"

"According to international law, if you conduct illegal biological research without authorization, you will be imprisoned for the rest of your life!"

Everyone was shaking like chaff, and they all looked at him pleadingly.

The smile on Jiang Liang's face became even brighter: "But our Yan country's laws are stricter than international laws!"

"I know that you have researched some drugs in the past, which have harmed countless ordinary innocent people and caused families to be destroyed."

"According to our laws, you will all be shot!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder falling on the crowd, and everyone turned pale with fright.

"Sir, we, we are just those doing scientific research, we don't know anything else."

"Sir, please, don't take us to Yan Country."

"We are willing to cooperate, no matter how you ask us to cooperate, we will explain everything!"

Jiang Liang smiled faintly: "Oh, really? I can cooperate in any way?"

Everyone seemed to see a light of hope and nodded vigorously: "Sir, whatever you say is whatever it is, as long as we are not taken back or shot!"

Jiang Liang smiled slightly and said to his people: "Everyone put on mercenary clothes and get ready to go!"

"Yes!" Everyone yelled collectively.

……

Border zone.

Songpa and his son sat quietly in the tent.

Songpa was still concentrating with his eyes closed, while Songyang Bo was staring at the outside world in the distance.

All around were SWAT police with weapons and ammunition.

"If you turn over that mountain, it won't be Yan Country anymore, right?"

He looked at Songpa, but Songpa did not speak, as if the old monk had fallen into trance.

Uncle Song Yang swallowed: "It's been two days. Didn't they agree to let us go? Why is there no movement at all? Could it be that they have gone back on their word?"

Songpa still had no expression, but there was a hint of impatience on his face.

Uncle Song Yang arched his head and said worriedly, "How about you go and discuss with them to see when they will let us go?"

"I can't stay here for another minute..."

"Can you shut up?" Songpa finally opened his eyes and looked at him impatiently.

"After all, you are also the famous president of the Luosheng Society. Why don't you have any city government? Why do I have a father like you?"

Uncle Songyang was anxious: "That's not what you asked me to do! I'm just a puppet, I have to listen to you in everything, I don't have much power in the first place!"

Songpa shook his head helplessly, if not for the blood relationship and the fact that he could be his puppet.

He had already buried his father alive.

It was so embarrassing.

Then he closed his eyes again.

Uncle Songyang was anxious: "Don't sleep, go and ask. How will you know what's going on if you don't ask? Maybe if you ask, they will let us go?"

Songpa suppressed the anger in his heart.

My father is not only naive, but also stupid.

You think you're selling vegetables in a vegetable market, and you're still haggling.

This is a game, the competition is who can keep calm.

In a car not far away, a police officer held a phone and kept nodding: "Yes...yes...understood, yes, I promise to complete the mission!"

Then he hung up the phone, jumped out of the car, and walked to the front of the tent.

When Uncle Songyang saw him, he was so nervous that his whole body was trembling, and his eyes were full of prayer and expectation.

But Songpa still had his eyes closed, like a stone statue.

The police officer glanced at them coldly, and finally focused on Songpa: "Get up, it's time to send you on your way."

Uncle Songyang jumped up excitedly: "Sir, are you telling the truth? Can we really leave? Are you sure?"

"It's an advantage for you." The police officer snorted coldly: "But I warn you, you must do what you should do, otherwise you won't be able to go far, and I will capture you again!"

Uncle Songyang nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, we will definitely do it. We will keep our word, every spit and nail, and our words will never be chased..."

"Okay, okay!" the police officer said coldly: "Get up too!"

It was only then that Songpa slowly opened his eyes and stretched out his hands with a smile.

The officer's mouth twitched, and he waved his hand to let people go up and open all their handcuffs and legcuffs.

Songpa stretched out comfortably, stood up slowly, and stretched out two fingers.

"what?"

"cigar."

Songpa smiled slightly, feeling satisfied and strategizing.

"No such thing!" the police officer said angrily.

Songpa still looked at him with a smile: "Sir, we are making a deal. You'd better be polite to me, otherwise how can you ensure that your people come back safely?"

The police officer was so angry that he was so angry that he really wanted to slap him twice.

In all my years as a police officer, I have never seen such an arrogant criminal.

If it were any other prisoner and he learned that he would be released, he would be as grateful as Uncle Songyang and wish he could run away immediately.

But this guy is nice, he looks like he's on vacation, and he's putting on airs.

The police officer waved his hand: "Bring me the cigarettes!"

One of his subordinates brought over a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. The police officer took it and stuffed it into his hand: "Smoke it yourself!"

Songpa smiled slightly, took out a cigarette and lit it.

He took a deep breath, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and shook his head: "Your smoke is too light and tasteless."

The police officer breathed out angrily: "That's enough!"

Uncle Songyang also yelled next to him: "That's enough, that's enough, don't push yourself too far, at least respect others!"

Songpa glared at his father angrily, then snorted and strode outside.

Uncle Songyang hurriedly followed, like a bird out of its cage, trembling uncontrollably all over his body.

The police officer waved his hand, and a large number of special police officers came up and escorted the two people towards the border.

After climbing a hillside, the border is clearly in sight.

On the opposite side, heavily armed militants stood in darkness.

Seeing them, Uncle Songyang was so excited that he burst into tears, as if he were seeing relatives he hadn't seen for a long time.

A faint smile appeared on Songpa's lips, and everything was under control.

"stop!"

There was a cold shout from behind.

Both of them stopped, and Uncle Songyang turned his head in horror: "Sir, you, you, you... you won't regret it, right?"

The police officer snorted coldly and looked at Sompa: "Remember, let them go immediately after passing by, and run as far as you can, otherwise we will catch you soon!"

"I'll give you a saying from Yanguo: Anyone who offends China will be punished no matter how far away he is!"

Songpa looked at him with a smile: "I remember, but when I go back, you will never be able to catch me again."

He smiled slightly and walked over with his father.

The police officer stood there and looked at them coldly.

"Chief, are you just going to let them go?" the subordinate asked, clenching his fists.

A smile appeared on the police officer's lips: "Leave? How can it be so easy?"