Chapter 112

With a click, Meng Lang raised and dropped his knife, very cleanly gave the result to the Red Army sentry he subdued, and then made a silence with his fingers and said to the sentry who had been "result" by him: "you have hung up, please abide by the rules of the exercise."

The sentinel who had "hung up" turned around and looked at Meng Lang who gave him a "poisonous hand" as if waking up from a dream. His eyes were full of doubts and reluctance, but now he could only nod helplessly to accept the cruel reality.

"Rotten man! What are you doing? Who the fuck told you to kill him so soon? It looks like you can, can't you?" While subduing the sentry under himself, Cheng Chong turned and asked Meng Lang, but he didn't call Meng Lang's real name, but his "elegant name" he never admitted.

"It's fucking strange. You said it! Do we not sleep in the middle of the night and touch them quietly behind their back just to chat with them and boast about watching the stars?" Meng Lang was puzzled for a moment, paused, and suddenly said thoughtfully, "can't you do it? If you can't do it, let me do it. It's not true murder. What are you afraid of?"

"Go and cool down. Can I still use the sentry in my hand?" Cheng Chong seemed to cherish the sentry in his hand. He was like a treasure. He looked at the sentry carefully and saw that the other party was a first-class sergeant. Then he relaxed his hand that locked his throat a little and whispered, "monitor, you have been subdued by me. Please abide by the rules of the exercise."

The first sergeant was locked in his throat by Cheng Chong for a long time, and his breath was abnormal. Cheng Chong released his hand a little, and he got a moment of breathing, followed by a series of coughing and shortness of breath.

When he heard Cheng Chong say this, he thought that Cheng Chong was going to catch his prisoner. He immediately panicked.

He can't afford to lose this man. The officers and soldiers participating in the exercise all know that any officer and soldier participating in the exercise would rather "die in battle" than be captured. If they were captured, how could they raise their heads in the army in the future? So he almost begged, He said very abnormally, "no, no, you'd better kill me directly!"

"Want to die? There's no way!" Cheng chongchong smiled at him, then his face changed sharply. He made another effort with his hands and asked seriously, "tell me, what's your password tonight?"

Meng Lang on one side was stunned and thought about it. He still felt that Cheng Chong's brain turned fast, thought about many problems and thought far. Where are you like yourself? You just want to be cheerful. One knife will "result" the sentry in your hand. How could you have thought of such a mistake. No wonder he was complaining that he started too fast just now? Shamefully, I just thought he couldn't do it.

It can be seen that there is still a big gap between himself and him in this regard.

"Want to ask our password, ha ha! Dream! You'd better kill me directly!" This first sergeant's righteous words and fearless face are clearly the conduct of a tough man when he died.

Cheng Chong was speechless on the spot. Who in the world asked someone to kill his own? Really? At least I haven't seen it since I was a child? I haven't threatened him enough to embarrass him! Okay?

How can there be such a person in the world? Do you still talk about the fucking principles of being a man? Can you cherish your precious life, please?

The first sergeant's extremely abnormal attitude towards death surprised Cheng Chong and immediately felt puzzled.

However, he soon figured it out and put himself in a position to think that the reason why this first sergeant asked for death so abnormally was not how brave he was, how fearless he was and how afraid he was of death, but that this first sergeant, who was old and oiled, deeply understood the rules of the exercise.

The death during the exercise was not real, and the death was not real. Then, what's so terrible? Moreover, if you are "killed in battle", you can also lie down and sleep in place. At least you can have a good sleep before being found by your own people, because you want to play the corpse!

The body doesn't seem to move anything else!

Even if the other party wanted to torture him, he would be very quick and answer very simply: the body can't speak.

What can you do for me?

This sentence is enough to push the torturer directly into the sky.

On the contrary, if he was caught alive by the other party, it would be quite bad. He would not only be ashamed of himself, but also suffer the crime of the other party, but also be coerced by the other party and forced to tell some military secrets, which would be a shame. Even after the exercise, the leaders at all levels would not let him go easily.

That's why this first sergeant was so brave, so bold, so fearless, so afraid of death, so he focused on "dying" instead of trying hard to live.

And when he became a soldier and oil, he knew very well that no matter how he tortured him, even if he didn't say anything, he couldn't really take him! Do you really dare to give him a tiger stool, fill him with chili water, or use a knife or a gun to greet him bloody in key parts of his body? Can we really torture him to extort a confession?

Shit! It turned out that he just used it to be a drill, and in the drill, he just pretended to die rather than really die. And he is quite sure that he can't really do anything to him. What else can he be afraid of? So, of course, he has to show bravery and awe inspiring righteousness!

After trying to understand these, Cheng Chong was so angry that he almost carried his breath.

Isn't this a fucking hooligan, a rogue and a bully?

Cheng Chong has some experience in dealing with hooligans and scoundrels. After all, he once dealt with hooligans and scoundrels when he was young.

To deal with hooligans, we must use the methods of hooligans and scoundrels, and we must not honestly present the facts and reason with them.

If you have to tell the truth to the hooligans, there will only be two results, either you lose to them or they win you.

In short, the results are the same. It's like casting pearls before swine. No matter how well you play the piano, no matter how high it is, cattle will never show the slightest appreciation because you play well.

Because people don't understand at all!

The witty Cheng Chong thought quickly for a moment, his idea flashed like lightning, and then came up with a "second work" method to deal with rogues.

"Hey, squad leader! You've defeated me this time. You know it's just a fucking drill. What are they really doing? Do you think so? The Red Army and the blue army are their own brothers and comrades in arms. Are you right?" Pretending to be innocent and helpless, Cheng Chong let go of the hand controlling the first sergeant and pretended to tidy up his clothes covered with mud, He said generously, "well, since we can't be enemies, let's be comrades in arms and brothers! It's not easy to get together in the middle of the night. Rotten man, do you have any cigarettes? If so, give one to both of us."

Meng Lang was so stupid when he heard this. What's the matter with Cheng Chong? Is your head twitching? Which fucking song is it this time? Before he could react, he scolded Cheng Chong: "bird man, you're crazy. Now it's acting, not a time for his fucking comrades in arms to call him brothers."

Although in a hurry, Meng Lang did not reveal Cheng Chong's real name. Similarly, you call Cheng Chong a "nickname" that he never recognized. Unexpectedly, their "nickname" really came in handy at this time.

"What nonsense! Just fucking take it. Don't you see this is a sergeant? We have to call the monitor. After being a soldier for so long, don't we understand these rules in the army? Hurry up and don't procrastinate!" Cheng Chong Zha huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The first sergeant was moved for a while. He soon felt a kind of brotherhood and brotherhood when Liangshan heroes gathered.

Cheng Chong's very devoted performance fooled even Meng Lang, an incompetent audience.

Meng Lang was very puzzled. Although he heard Cheng Chong say so, he still looked at Cheng Chong in doubt. Seeing that Cheng Chong's eyes were still very firm, he was unwilling to take out his cigarette from his pocket.

Who knows, after some tossing in the mud swamp, Meng Lang was almost soaked, not to mention the cigarettes he took with him! Naturally, it cannot be spared.

But when Meng Lang pulled out a wet gray cigarette box, there was still water dripping from it.

"Hey! Monitor, you see, we have no more cigarettes." Cheng Chong seizes the opportunity, exaggerates and says helplessly.

"Ha! No need." Seeing this, the first sergeant quickly took out a cigarette from himself and said, "I have it here, brother, just smoke mine! It's the same anyway."

"How sorry!" Cheng Chong continued to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail, but he was secretly happy.

"What did the brothers say? They are all comrades in arms and brothers. It's not who they smoke!" When the first sergeant said these polite words, he first handed one to Cheng Chong and then skillfully put one on himself.

However, when he was enjoying his first cigarette, the situation suddenly changed and was in the dark. Seeing Cheng Chong's quick hand, he pulled the cigarette still in his mouth and quickly snuffed it out. Then he flashed quickly and subdued him again.

The whole process was almost completed like a flash of lightning. It was really fast like lightning. It didn't give the other party any reaction time and opportunity to resist.

Everyone present was stunned by this sudden but dramatic scene, including Meng Lang who was still in doubt just now and the "dead body" who was "the result" of Meng Lang.

"Monitor, I have offended you!" After quickly completing this series of actions, Cheng Chong still said to the first sergeant with a smile. Although he said words of apology, there was no sincerity of apology in his tone.

"Brother! Brother! What are you doing? Haven't we agreed?" The first sergeant obviously didn't react. He was still stuck on his neck and said wishfully.

"Yes! Monitor! We have agreed, but you have to say the password tonight." Cheng Chong still whispered, and said with a smile.

"Password?" The first sergeant responded completely. Seeing that Cheng Chong still asked the question just now, his face suddenly changed. He became more and more righteous, courageous and very angry and said, "fuck you! If you want to ask the password, there is no door, you will die! You still play this little trick for me..."

For a moment, the first sergeant only wanted to scold himself, and any ugly words jumped out.

However, Cheng Chong was not angry. He grabbed the other party's joint and said coldly, "if your mouth scolds again, several bones may break due to calcium deficiency. If you don't believe it, continue to scold!"

This move was really effective. The first sergeant immediately felt the threat posed by Cheng Chong and was honest on the spot. When he became a soldier and became an oil man, he naturally understood that although soldiers could not easily die in the exercise, injuries were inevitable. In case this bird first-class soldier really broke several bones, he would really be a mute and eat Coptis chinensis. He couldn't tell the pain.

Seeing that the first sergeant had been honest, Cheng Chong lowered his voice and continued to ask, "speak quickly! What's the password tonight?"

"You'd better kill me directly!" Having completely calmed down, the first sergeant still repeated his old skills and was very calm and determined to die.

"Kill you, that's for sure. You don't have to worry. I'm not worried. What's your hurry? But you have to wait until you say your password tonight!" Cheng Chong's tone has become colder and colder.

"Want to get the password! Ha ha! You're out of your mind! Even if you kill me, I won't say it!" On the contrary, the first sergeant smiled, and his look of a hooligan was exposed again.

"The reason why you are so brave, so fearless and so afraid of death is that you know it's just a drill. You won't really die, will you?" Cheng Chong's eyes stared at him and asked coldly.

"So what?" The first sergeant replied unhappily.

"Do you know that after the exercise, every soldier will write a report and hand it in?" At this time, Cheng Chong decided to show his killer mace.

"So what? Isn't it just a report?" This first sergeant is still a very indifferent look, a kind of conduct that can help me.

"If a report says that a Red Army latent sentry actually smokes openly at the sentry, what will be the result?" Cheng Chong spoke more slowly, but his words were light but heavy.

No one can afford the crime of smoking openly at the outpost, no matter who falls on the head.

Sure enough, the first sergeant suddenly changed his face when he heard the speech, jumped into a rage and yelled: "who the fuck smoked, who? Which bastard smoked at the sentry post?"

"Which son of a bitch smoked at the sentry post? I don't count it. You don't count it. You have to count the cigarette end. There are fingerprints on the cigarette end and the spittle left by the son of a bitch. He can't deny whether comparing fingerprints or DNA. That's all irrefutable evidence! And the cigarette belongs to the son of a bitch himself!" Cheng Chong spoke calmly while staring at the cigarette end in his palm and looked at it with interest and fondness.

Hearing this, the first sergeant immediately softened and knew that he had been set up this time. Now the evidence is in the hands of others. It's too late to say anything at the moment. He began to regret it, but he still didn't say the password. After all, the password is too important to disclose easily.

"Don't you say it yet? If you don't say it again, the report will certainly have the record of this smoking. If you say it, the report will never reveal who said half a word." Cheng Chong uses both coercion and inducement, and does not give the other party any other choice at all.

"That's good! Keep your word. I said that the password tonight is Huangshan and Yellow River! But it will be changed every two hours." The first sergeant finally opened his mouth like the son of heaven.

But Cheng Chong was not so easily fooled. He said positively, "if you said a false password, the smoking incident will still appear in that report, and if I get the real password, it will be written on that report that you leaked the password. Do you understand what I mean?"

"You -" the first sergeant immediately choked with anger. When Cheng Chong was pressed on the rock, he turned his head hard, looked at Cheng Chong's outline again like a complaining woman, sighed, and had to tell the truth: "it's the Changjiang River, the Yellow River!"

After seeing Cheng Chong almost torture the prisoners by rogue means, Meng Lang was stunned by the scenes in front of him, especially after obtaining the command of the Red Army.

However, just when he was about to sing a hymn for Cheng Chong, he saw that Cheng Chong still didn't let go of the first sergeant who was subdued by him, but quickly crossed the dagger in his hand towards the other party's neck, and coldly threatened: "come on! Take off your clothes!"

What the fuck is this?

Everyone present was stunned by Cheng Chong's extremely unusual behavior again.