Not long after, Wei Ran clearly felt that the slightly rocking and extremely wet boat under his buttocks was moving.

Because the sack piece was still on his head, he could not see anything at this time, and the people in the same boat seemed to remain quiet, so he could not hear any sound at all except the paddles lapping the water.

The only thing he could be sure of was that the sun was probably setting at this moment, and that was all determined by his calculation of time.

Zach is not in the same boat as me, so what about Le Huu Phuc and Nguyen Thanh Cha? Are they two accompanying me? Are they in the same boat as Zach?

Wei Ran thought about it secretly, and at the same time he put his legs together, leaning on his knees and chest to feel the outline of the thing hanging around his neck.

This is...a kettle?

Wei Ran straightened his neck. Just by looking at the tight straps, he was already sure that what Li Youfu hung around his neck just now was most likely the Yue Yue 65 kettle.

But what’s the point of hanging such a kettle?

Although he was full of doubts, he still lowered his head and wrapped the kettle hanging around his neck with his chest, abdomen and thighs, trying not to let it attract the attention of people in the same boat.

The boat carried him for more than two hours amid the sound of the water. Although Wei Ran couldn't see anything with a sack covering his head, he gradually smelled the unique moist smell of the jungle - this

There is no smell unique to defoliants, nor is there the rotten smell caused by decay after a large number of plants wither.

So this is an area that has not been sprayed with defoliants?

While Wei Ran was thinking about it secretly, the crib stopped as if the bow of the ship hit something.

Immediately afterwards, someone untied his hood, pulled it off and threw it aside.

"go!"

Under the cold moonlight, the boatman standing behind Wei Ran blurted out an English word and at the same time supported his arm to give him some strength.

Staggeringly, I stood up and looked around. As far as I could see, I saw a dense jungle. The boat under my feet was parked on the edge of the river that passed through the jungle. There was no dock or any man-made buildings.

Fortunately, he saw Zach and Li Youfu on another boat next to him, and also saw Ruan Qingcha being supported by Li Youfu.

"go!"

The boatman behind him reminded him again, and at the same time stabbed Wei Ran in the lower back with the pistol in his hand.

Seeing this, Wei Ran carefully got off the boat and stepped onto the river bank on his pair of tire slippers.

There was only a path that was at most one meter wide in the jungle on the river bank, but because the dense canopy of trees overhead blocked the moonlight, he only walked less than five meters in before he completely lost sight.

However, the boatman behind him seemed to be quite familiar with this place and pushed him on the shoulder to keep walking forward.

Soon, an open space appeared directly in front of him. The edge of this open space was only about the size of two basketball courts. Through the cold moonlight that came in again, he could vaguely see that under the canopy of the tropical trees surrounding the open space, there were also

There are six or seven stilt huts scattered around.

"Where is this place?" Zack, who was walking behind Weiran, asked curiously.

However, even though Li Youfu and Ruan Qingcha were right next to him, no one answered his question. On the contrary, the person responsible for escorting him punched him with the butt of a gun enthusiastically.

This answer made Zach let out a cry of pain with great satisfaction and then shut his mouth obediently. Soon, the two of them were taken to a thatched house.

Before he could clearly see his surroundings, Wei Ran was held down by someone, and then someone brought a pair of shackles.

Looking at Ruan Qingcha who was holding a gun not far away, Li Youfu who was also holding a gun next to her, and even another guerrilla she didn't know but who was also holding a gun, Wei Ran wisely did not resist and let the other party go.

He put shackles on himself and hammered in the rivets.

Finally, the person who broke the shackles pulled out a cloth rope less than two meters long and threw it to Wei Ran, then waved his hand as if to shoo away flies.

"go!"

The boatman responsible for escorting him seemed to know just one word. He grabbed the kettle strap hanging around Wei Ran's neck and pulled him out.

Naturally, he couldn't walk fast with a pair of shackles on his feet that could weigh seven or eight kilograms. The boatman was kind enough and gestured to Wei Ran to put the cloth rope he had just obtained through the shackles, carry it with his hands, and take him away.

He left this stilted hut and went into another stilted hut.

As soon as he entered the hut, he raised his eyebrows. The windows around the hut were hung with cotton curtains to block the light inside. Not surprisingly, it also made it extremely hot inside.

In the center of the room, behind a table were two rattan chairs. On each chair sat a man in a green military uniform. Behind them, there were two soldiers holding submachine guns.

It wasn't until the boatman who escorted him in locked an iron chain fixed on the beam-bearing pillar to his shackles and brought a chair that the man sitting on one of the rattan chairs spoke in English.

Said, "Please sit down."

"Thank you." Wei Ran thanked him politely and sat down on the chair.

"May I have your name?"

"Victor," Wei Ran said proactively, "I am Mr. Zach's bodyguard and personal doctor."

"You are..."

"Promoting Cameras"

Wei Ran didn't wait for the other party to finish the question before he took the initiative to answer, "We went to the Hambang People's camp to sell cameras, and then we were shot down by you on our way back to the cowshed camp's helicopter."

"Promoting cameras?"

It was obviously the first time for the person on the other side to encounter Wei Ran who knew everything and didn't answer, so his train of thought was almost interrupted for a while.

"Sir, no, comrades."

Wei Ran didn't want to wait to be tortured, so he took the initiative to ask, "Did you use mortars to harass the Hanbang people's camp a few days ago?"

"Yes...what do you want to say?" the person in charge of questioning asked warily.

"If the person responsible for firing the mortar was still alive"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "Please ask him if he found a flashlight when he turned off the lights in the camp and fired at that light.

Fired several rounds."

Giving the questioner enough time to translate, Wei Ran once again said proudly before the other person spoke, "I threw that flashlight into the barracks of a platoon leader of the Hanbang Men, and you called later.

A few rounds of artillery shells successfully took away the platoon leader."

Seeing that the other party started to translate again, Wei Ran continued to ask proactively, "For the sake of helping you, can you give me a cigarette?"

Although the translation was interrupted, the person who asked the question still stood up while talking. After groping around for a while, he took out a pack of Camel cigarettes, took one out and handed it to Wei Ran, and then took out a lighter.

Help him light it.

After taking a few puffs of cigarette slowly, the person in charge of questioning also ended the communication with his companion in Yuehan language and continued to ask, "We will verify whether there is such a thing. Victor, why did you choose to help?"

We? I got news that before you were captured by us, you seemed to be..."

"Rescuing the gentleman and the beautiful lady who captured us"

Wei Ran still didn't give the other party a chance to finish his words and said proactively, "After we were beaten down, they captured us, but soon we saw that those men with sticks were massacring the villagers again."

"again?"

"The reason why we were in a hurry to leave the Hambang people's camp was because we saw them massacre a village."

Wei Ran sighed and said, "My boss, Mr. Zach, probably won't allow his cameras to be sold to those who are fragile, so we decided to leave. Of course, these are my guesses. I'm afraid you have to ask Mr. Zach for the specific reasons."

That’s all.”

"You haven't answered yet..."

"I found in the Hambang people's camp that they were abusing children and treating them as goods and toys to vent their animal desires."

With a look of pain on his face, Wei Ran broke the big news to the other party who was shocked and stood up with a clang.

"I didn't lie"

Wei Ran still did not give the other party a chance to ask or even translate, "Gentlemen, no, comrades, please go save them. No matter what the nature of this war is, they are innocent."

"Please...please wait a moment." The person in charge of asking the question sounded a little more polite, and then he changed into a more difficult language and hurriedly started communicating with the soldier next to him.

Wei Ran sighed secretly in his heart and took a long puff of cigarette. At this time, he was both acting and pretending to be real.

From a humanistic point of view, he doesn't mind cooperating with these "good brothers", revealing information to each other, and even encouraging them to attack the camp of the Hambang people.

In terms of anti-torture skills, he had already mastered the rhythm of communication by interrupting the other party several times and proactively revealing information.

For example, right now, the other party definitely no longer cares about the nonsense identity that Zach made up for him, because they obviously have more important things to do than these.

"Comrade Victor, what else do you know?" The person in charge of questioning even changed his title this time.

"Slaughter, I witnessed at least two massacres with my own eyes."

Wei Ran took another long puff of cigarette, and with a painful look on his face, he described in detail and vividly the massacre carried out by the soldiers with sticks in the village. Then, in the changing expression of the person who asked the question, he described the place where they passed by.

He also described the massacre at the location of a banyan tree filled with corpses and the traps he eliminated.

"We...we will verify what you said. Now let's go to the place we arranged to rest." The person in charge of the questioning said.

"If possible, could you let Mr. Zach and I be in the same room?" Wei Ran made a small request at the right time.

"sure"

The person in charge of the questioning responded happily after communicating with his companions, and then said apologetically, "But we can't take off your shackles. I hope you can..."

"Of course I understand" Wei Ran "habitually" grabbed the topic and worked hard to create an open image for himself as a "quick talker".

After the person in charge of questioning communicated with the boatman who sent him over, the latter untied the iron chain on Wei Ran's shackles and helped him leave the wooden house.

Almost immediately, Zach was also walked up with someone holding his arms.

The two looked at each other under the moonlight, and Wei Ran said "Good luck" out of his mouth, and allowed the boatman, who was much more polite, to help him to a wooden house far away.

Amidst the sound of ropes, the boatman picked up a chain locked on the load-bearing pillar with the help of the moonlight coming in from the window, and locked one end of it with Wei Ran's shackles.
To be continued...