Chapter 1,016 The Prisoner Claiming to Be an Informant

"What happened?" Zhang Feng looked in the direction of the dispute.

Two civilian armed soldiers dragged a Ukrainian man from behind a haystack and found an M9 pistol and an officer's ID card from his body.

Pilip threw away the cigarette butt, picked up the rifle and trotted over there.

"We arrested a Ukrainian officer. He claimed to be an informant of the Russian Security Service. I have never heard such a funny joke." A skinny Slavic boy grinned and pulled him out without politeness. Punch him in the stomach.

The Ukrainian man was covered in muddy water, his hair was stuck into several clusters, and his pants were stained with dark red blood. He looked very miserable. Another punch in the stomach caused him to reflexively bend his waist and vomit out all the gastric juices.

"Ugh—, Shet! I'm not kidding, man, at least let me see your commander before you beat me up. Don't be impulsive..."

"I am their commander." Pilip stepped forward and put his arm on the shoulder of a civilian armed soldier. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the Ukrainian who was being held down with his hands behind his back. "You said you are Russian FSB informant? Where’s your proof?”

"I didn't bring my ID with me. Please believe me. Just take me to the rear——"

"We can't take you to the rear. We are watching the tanks here." Pilip raised his finger and interrupted, "And since you are from Russia, why are you hiding behind the haystack?"

"Listen, I was an informant for the Russian Security Service, and I had been providing them with intelligence until four months ago. But it didn't last long. Four months ago, I was discovered by government troops—"

Too lazy to continue talking nonsense with this man, the skinny Slavic young man dragged and threw the man to the ground, then pulled out the scimitar from his waist and swung it with a grin, "Looks like I won't give you any pain. You won’t tell the truth.”

"Believe me! Falk! I really am-"

The scimitar did not fall, Zhang Feng squeezed the Slavic boy's hand.

Pilip and the Slavic boy both looked at him with questioning eyes.

"Wait for me to ask him a few words." Zhang Feng let go of the Slavic boy's hand, walked to the side of the Ukrainian, and squatted down, "What's your name?"

"Skarnov... you are from Star Ring Trading, right? Take me to see your boss! Please, before it's too late... cough!" Scarnov coughed a few times.

I don't know if it was muddy water or blood that was coughed onto the ground.

"You want to meet our boss? Haha, I really want to. I also want to take a photo with him. Of course, it would be better if I could shake hands." While chewing gum, Sergey looked at him with a half-smile. That Scarnov.

Zhang Feng ignored this live treasure and stared into Skanov's eyes for about half a minute.

"Take him with you, we are about to go back to the rear." Zhang Feng turned around, gestured to Sergey, and pointed at Skanov, "If he escapes or resists, you will kill him." .”

"Report!" Sergey stood at attention.

"If you fart, hurry up." Zhang Feng said impatiently.

"What if I accidentally misfire?" Sergey glanced at Skallov with evil intentions.

He was a Russian from eastern Ukraine before immigrating to his new country. Although they and the Ukrainians are both Slavs, the eastern Ukrainians and the western Ukrainians are naturally unable to pee in the same pot. Since the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the two sides have disliked each other, not to mention that they are still fighting now.

"Then I'll strip you naked and throw you into the cesspool."

"Shet! Boss, I was just joking." Sergey shouted after Zhang Feng. Then he turned around and poked Skallov's arm with his rifle. "Hurry up and step forward. Put your hands up and hold the back of your head, don't let me see you playing tricks."

Watching Sergey escorting Scarlov forward, Pilip walked next to Zhang Feng.

"I advise you not to believe his rhetoric. We encounter such prisoners who claim to be informants of the Russian Security Service every day. They just want to be sent to Crimea or the Russian-Ukrainian border, or other places. A place where people have human rights." Pilip glanced at that Skanov, "The easiest way is to torture out valuable information, and then find a place to kill him. With this thing, it is also a military industry. "

As he said that, Pilip patted the military ID card in his hand.

"Maybe, we are free today anyway." Zhang Feng said.

Pilip shrugged, said nothing, and walked away.

After reorganizing the team next to the farmland, Zhang Feng found that there was one person missing from the team.

"Where are the Hans?"

"Still in the cabin." A black guy chuckled and made an OX gesture.

"Damn,... enemy attack!"

After shouting something in Chinese, Zhang Feng raised his leg and kicked the wooden house. Hearing a thud, the whole wooden house shook several times, shaking off two taels of mud. Then I heard a man screaming and cursing from inside the wooden house, and a woman laughing.

With his face flushed from holding back, the white man Hans walked out of the cabin with his pants pulled up, buckling the armor around his waist and limping out.

"Enemy, where is the enemy? Shet, you are fucking kidding me!"

Hans was just about to find out who had ruined his good deeds, but found out that the kick was from the captain, and he immediately shrank back with a smile.

Behind him, the plump Ukrainian girl also walked out of the door and put on the military uniform of a civilian armed force. When he passed by Hans, he blew him a naughty kiss.

Zhang Feng didn't say anything, but simply said "get ready to hit the road", and then walked in front of the team towards Donetsk City.

When a group of people passed by the drone hive, the black guy in the team stepped forward and carried the half-human-high drone hive directly behind him. With the help of the mechanical exoskeleton, his weight-bearing capacity can easily exceed 200 kilograms. This weight is nothing to him. The only thing that was in the way was the mud on the ground. Because of the hundreds of kilograms of drone hives behind him, his feet could easily get stuck in the mud.

The way back is very safe. The high-altitude drone has already scouted this area in advance. Not to mention the shadow of the enemy along the way, not even a living animal can be seen.

Along the way, Scarlov was also restless. As time went by, his expression changed anxiously from time to time.

Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and spoke out.

"Do you have a radio station? Can you contact the rear?"

Zhang Feng stopped and looked back at him.

Scarlov took a deep breath and looked directly into his eyes. There was a hint of pleading in the voice of this 9-meter-nine man.

"Listen, this is important. I know I look suspicious like this... Believe it or not, I hope you can at least contact your superiors. 'Natasha', all I ask is that you report this name. To your superiors. Please, it’s too late!” (To be continued.) Activate a new website