POW camp

At first, Lan Ting didn't notice anything strange around him.

He was taken back by the guards and locked alone in a prison van until the other prisoners finished their hard work.Lan Ting thought it was because the guards were afraid that he would make trouble again, so he was not locked in the same car with those prisoners as when he came here.

If it was before, Lan Ting would definitely not let it go, and must fight and argue to make it clear.But now I find that these are of no use at all.

He dared to look directly at the enemy's black muzzle, defied Lauter's intimidation, and laughed at the cruel punishment, but he couldn't face the predicament in front of him.Because it is not others who intimidated and punished him, but the country for which he shed blood and sacrificed.

Lan Ting slumped against the cold iron railing, swaying with the bumps of the car, and the bright sunlight outside did not give him any warmth.

At this time, the car stopped suddenly, and he came to his senses and looked out.The surrounding area was empty, not far away were hills and woods, no one could be seen, and even the other large prison van was gone, only the one I was imprisoned in was left, parked alone in the middle of the open space.

Lan Ting's heart trembled, a sudden sense of oppression made his muscles tense up.Something was wrong, he was vigilant to himself, still leaning against the bars in a daze on the surface.

He lowered his eyelids, as if he had fallen asleep, but he secretly looked at the people around him from the corner of his eyes.

There were three guards in this car, two on the left and one right on both sides of Lanting, and one driving in front.There was an iron bar behind the driver's seat, and Lan Ting and the two guards were firmly locked in a small cell-like space.

The driver got out of the car, knocked on the window, and shouted: "I'm going to take a piss, you watch it."

"Okay, you have a lot to do." A guard said impatiently.

He walked away for a long time and didn't come back. The guard sitting with Lan Ting looked out: "Constipation, he, it took so long." When he came back, he sat up straight and yawned, "It's so good in prison, I can still sleep Have a good night's sleep."

The other suddenly smiled: "It's not bad here, you can play casually." He stared at Lan Ting with a malicious look.

"You mean..." The first touched his chin.

The other didn't make a sound, but suddenly pulled Lan Ting past him, and slammed down on the seat with a "bang".

Lan Ting opened his eyes and glared: "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? Bah, I value you because I play with you, don't pretend you don't understand." The guard grabbed Lan Ting's collar and pulled it away with a "squeak", revealing a large area of ​​wheat-colored skin.

In a rage, Lan Ting kicked the guard's lower abdomen, and the guard fell backwards, hitting the car door with a bang.The other rushed forward, yelling and cursing, and was hit by Lan Ting's handcuffs on the temple, and he fainted immediately.

"Damn you dare to resist!" The one pulled out his baton and swung it at Lan Ting's head with the sound of the wind.Lan Ting bent down to dodge, and hit the man's neck with a knife in his hand. The man didn't even groan, and fell limply.

Lan Ting did not expect that the people of his own country would be so dirty and despicable. He didn't know whether it was shock or sadness for a moment. He pushed the unconscious two people together, took out the key, and just opened the car door and jumped out. It is impossible to find him.

In the dense forest not far away, the sniper who had been waiting for a long time was lurking in the weeds, looking out through the scope, and the crosshairs were aimed at the surrounding of the prison car.As long as Lan Ting jumped out of the car, he shot and killed him on the spot.

"Please come in." The guard said, making a gesture of invitation to the door.Howes gave him a slight nod and walked in.

The room was a bit dark inside, and the thick white window screens blocked most of the sunlight outside.This is a clean and tidy study room with very few decorations, only a large bookcase against the wall, watching everything in the room silently and dullly.

But even more depressing, were the people in the room.

Mrs. Lean was wearing a black dress, sitting at the desk, like a statue.Although she was sitting, her eyes were calm and indifferent, as if she was looking down on the person who came.

Mrs. Lean's harshness and rigidity are well known, and most people can't help but look serious and behave cautiously when they are in front of her.But Hovis is not, he is always relaxed and free and easy.He saluted Mrs. Lean casually and respectfully, and said with a smile, "Hi Ma'am, I'm Hawes."

Mrs. Lean knew this Hawes. In fact, she had been paying attention to Lan Ting who was in prison, and she also knew that a man named Hawes had visited him.She vaguely detected that Hovis seemed to be a member of the intelligence agency, but she couldn't find out more, and from the information obtained by her subordinates, Hovis was likely to be Her Majesty's illegitimate son, with a strange identity.

"Please sit down." Mrs. Lean nodded, and Hovis sat across from her, and took a sip of coffee.

"What do you want from me?"

Hovis put down the coffee cup and said, "It's about Lan Ting." He observed that Mrs. Lean frowned slightly because of the name, and her eyes became extremely sharp and vigilant. Hovis paused and continued. , "I would like you to visit him."

"I don't think it's necessary." Mrs. Lien flatly refused, her tone frozen, "He is no longer the heir of the Lan's Legion, and he has nothing to do with the Lan's family."

Hovis sighed in his heart: "Ma'am, I really don't know why you made such a decision. He is your son after all, isn't he?"

Mrs. Lean stared at Hovis for a while, and asked, "What is your relationship with Lan Ting, and you care so much about him?"

Hovis thought for a moment, then said, "I trained with him."

Mrs. Lien sneered and said: "Hovis, if my news is correct, you have an unusual relationship with the crown prince, and you even planned to drive Lan Ting out of the special training team during training." Her cold eyes were like sharp swords Stabbing at Howes, as if to see through this man, he said stiffly, "Did you come today under the instruction of the crown prince, and have other purposes?"

Hovis took a deep breath, leaned forward, and said, "I love Lanting, if this is the answer you want."

This sentence was clearly unexpected by Mrs. Lean. She stared intently into Hovis's eyes, as if trying to tell how true it was.It took a long time to slowly reveal a smile, which made her whole body come alive, which shows that her demeanor must have been very elegant and moving when she was young.But it was only for a moment, and in a flash, her face returned to cold and stern: "These have nothing to do with me. From the day Lan Ting signed the "Surrender Letter", there is no relationship between us."

"Ma'am, Lan Ting was indeed threatened by the enemy at that time. He had no choice but to betray the country."

"Whether it was coerced, or whether it was betrayed, the court will naturally judge it fairly, and we don't need to worry about it."

Hovis looked at Lien with deep eyes like ink: "According to Madam, if the court acquits Lan Ting, you will take him back into the family and recognize his status; if you convict him, you will completely abandon him. , is that so?"

Mrs. Lean was impassive.

Hovis was silent for a moment, then spoke again, his voice was low and even a little hoarse: "Madam, besides being the heir, does Lan Ting have no other meaning to you? Could it be that he was not held in your arms, Never kissed your cheek, was it not your only hope and comfort? Could it be that only family, reputation, and prestige are the most important to you, and blood and love are not worth mentioning?" He stood slowly Standing up, looking sincerely, "Madam, to tell you the truth, I did not witness the process of Lan Ting being coerced by the enemy to sign the "Surrender Letter", but I am willing to believe him. I also believe that the court can give him a just decision. But even if the whole world thinks he is a coward, a criminal, and a traitor, I will still stand by his side and accompany him through this difficult journey." He glanced at Mrs. hand, "At least, I don't have to just look at his picture to recall."

Mrs. Lien's hand suddenly retracted as if it was burned, revealing the upside-down photo frame underneath. She suddenly stood up, with a somewhat embarrassed, angry, and confused expression. She wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say.

Hovis bowed to Mrs. Lean, pushed open the door and walked out.

Mrs. Lean was left alone in the room, standing silently in the huge darkness shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Lan Ting pushed the two unconscious guards together and reached for the key.As soon as he touched the guard's waist, he felt something was wrong, frowned involuntarily, and groped for a while.At this time, he discovered the problem. Neither of the two guards had a gun.

unusual.Lan Ting bit his lip and thought, it's very abnormal.A sensitivity to danger honed on the edge of life and death on the battlefield suddenly caught him. There must be something that he hadn't noticed before.

Lan Ting recalled quickly, countless fragments flashed before his eyes like mottled blocks of color.

He was transferred from the prison to be a coolie for no reason, but it happened to be Morton's mansion, the prison car that was escorted alone, the driver who hadn't returned yet, and the guard who suddenly wanted to commit violence...

This is a trap, Lan Ting suddenly thought, they plan to let themselves escape, and then kill them halfway.

He leaned down and opened the handcuffs with the key, but he didn't move - there must be a sniper outside.

And the sniper hadn't seen Lan Ting come out for a long time, he realized that Lan Ting had already seen his existence.

what to do?Lan Ting's mind was spinning quickly, the situation was not good for him now, the car was exposed in the open space, it was like a living target.And he was in the rear compartment, separated from the cab by a completely impenetrable iron railing, and the driver also pulled out the car key and took him away.All of a sudden, there were three quick bursts of "puff puff puff", and the sniper blew up three tires, and now the car could no longer move.

Sweat broke out on Lan Ting's face. He didn't even dare to poke his head. Any rash move under the sniper's scope would be death.But he can't wait too long, if the driver who ran away went to call for rescue, he would still die.

How to do?How to do?

Lan Ting glanced at the guard who fell beside him. It was really impossible, so he could only use the guard as a meat shield, push open the car door and walk down.But this is the worst strategy of the worst. As long as there is a little negligence, if you show your head or legs, you will be shot by a sniper rifle, but so what?

Lan Ting's heart skipped a beat, just as he grabbed a guard by the collar, the side mirror shattered with a "bang", and the bullet hit the roof of the car with a "bang".Lan Ting lowered his body even lower, what's going on?It stands to reason that snipers would not shoot indiscriminately like this.

After more than half an hour, there was no other movement. During this period, a guard shook his head and tried to wake up, but was knocked unconscious again by Lan Ting's palm.He couldn't wait any longer, so he grabbed a guard by the neck and stood in front of him, looking out secretly.Through the glass in the gap between the iron bars, I saw a sniper rifle thrown down by someone at the edge of the open space, with a scope and a muffler. Judging from the traces of the bullets, it was the direction in which the shot was fired just now.

Lan Ting was extremely puzzled, could it be that the sniper was eliminated?Or, is it a trap set by the enemy to trick myself out?With an idea, he took off his prison uniform and changed clothes with a guard.Then he gently opened the car door and threw the guard in prison uniform out.

No gunshots, nothing.

Is the sniper really dead, or has someone seen through his tricks?Lan Ting gritted his teeth and could only gamble at this time.He blocked another guard in front of him and got out of the car step by step.

At first, he walked cautiously, but gradually quickened his pace, and finally left the guard and ran directly into the woods.

No gunshots, he's safe!

Lan Ting didn't care about the excitement in his heart, so he went over there to see what happened.After searching for a while, I saw a dead body in the grass, lying prone on the ground, whose throat was cut with a sharp knife from behind.Then those two shots were not fired by the sniper, but were used by the man to remind himself that the danger had been lifted.

But who will come to the rescue?

The first thing Lan Ting thought of was Hovis, but he denied it as soon as the idea came up, which is impossible.Not to mention that if Hawes really saved him, he would definitely have to leave without seeing him, and besides, he didn't know that he would be here.

Who would that be?

Lan Ting picked up the sniper rifle, put it gently beside the sniper, and gave a silent military salute.In any case, this person came to perform the task, but he was only following orders.

He looked up and saw that the setting sun had long since lost its shadow, and the sky was dark, and the distant mountains and woods were dim and blurry, but there was still a glimmer of light, and the direction of progress could be vaguely discerned.He tightened the loose guard uniform on his body. He hadn't worn such normal clothes for a long time, and his body felt a little out of place.He smiled self-deprecatingly, lowered the brim of his hat, and walked towards the imperial capital of the Ole Kingdom, gradually disappearing into the vast night.