Chapter 1227

They couldn't stop here and immediately ran towards the road.

While running, Qin Fei scolded his mother in his heart.

I just wanted to catch someone alive. Unexpectedly, even my own people got one.

It can be seen that when the Chechen War was fought twice, it was not that big maozi couldn't, but that the guys here were too crazy.

Qin Fei couldn't help feeling a little frightened when he remembered the process of catching the veteran of the execution team. If this guy sounded his self exploding device at that time, he would not die or peel off his skin.

The reason why there is no self explosion may be related to Qin Fei's caution.

He didn't intend to fight with the other party at all, and after the first shot, he always approached the other party carefully, took off his tactical vest, cleared away explosives such as grenades, and kept staring at the veteran without giving him a chance to explode.

However, Qin Fei believes that the self explosion device is not outside, but in thick clothes.

Now the explosion on the road has confirmed that every member of the execution team has a self exploding device.

This shows how successful baskiev was in brainwashing his subordinates. These people would rather die than fall into the hands of the Russian army.

"Yushchenko!"

They finally ran up the road with thick white steam.

Next to the LADA car, the place where the veteran sat just now was empty, leaving only a snow pit on the ground.

The explosion blew the snow in all directions, revealing the black soil on the ground.

Yushchenko and the veterans are gone.

"I'm here!"

When Qin Fei and Mister's heart sank a little, a reply like the sound of nature came from behind.

"I'm not dead!"

Qin Fei went and saw a man in the snow nest next to him.

Isn't this Yushchenko!?

"You're not dead!" Qin Fei exclaimed. "Fuck! I thought you were dead!"

"It's not so easy to hang!" Yushchenko shook the snow on his body and pulled out a man from the side one year. It was the veteran of the firing squad.

"I have some experience dealing with these guys," he said, shaking out the snow that had gotten into his neck.

He calmly dragged the veterans of the execution team to the side of the mountain, squatted beside him, as if looking at a beast with its teeth pulled out, and said in Ingushetia: "yes, you are the same as you were in those years, still so cruel. However, I want to see if you are really not afraid of death."

"We are all warriors who are not afraid of death! You bastards! Get back to your Russia!" the veteran didn't feel like a defeated general at all, but was a warrior with awe inspiring righteousness.

"Very good, very good!" Yushchenko's face showed a strange smile and looked ferocious.

He didn't say anything more. He got up and went back to the trunk of the LADA car. He took out a safety rope for climbing, then tied the veteran up like zongzi, and then tied one end of the rope to the hook behind the car.

"Now I'll give you a chance to tell me where baskiev will spend the night tonight?"

"Bah -"

The veteran spit on Yushchenko's face.

Yushchenko wiped the smelly and greasy saliva with his sleeve, as if nothing had happened, stood up again and returned to the trunk.

Qin Fei and Mister had no idea what Yushchenko was talking to the prisoner in front of them, because their dialogue was in Ingushetia.

"Yushchenko, what are you doing?" he still couldn't help asking.

Yushchenko lowered his head and rummaged in the trunk. Without raising his head, he said, "I'm interrogating him."

"Interrogation? Here?" Qin Fei was surprised. In his mind, interrogation should go to a more professional place to deal with such extremists who are not afraid of self explosion.

This reminds Qin Fei of the wisdom of 203. This guy is an expert and expert in interrogation.

The FSB should not be short of such experts and talents. When reinforcements arrive later, people can be transferred to conduct surprise interrogation.

Did Yushchenko receive such training?

This makes Qin Fei suspicious, but this is Yushchenko's territory after all. Just as he knows everything here, he and Mister are just new to your place. They are blind in everything, and it's not easy to say anything.

Qin Fei thought that Yushchenko was taking some professional interrogation tools from the trunk. Unexpectedly, the FSB agent turned over for a while and carried out a huge green oil bucket from inside.

He smelled a pungent smell of gasoline.

Which song is this?

Refuel the LADA?

In the stunned eyes of Qin Fei and mister, Yushchenko walked up to the veterans of the firing squad against the green quartet with at least 20 kilograms of gasoline.

"Johar, your name is Johar, isn't it?" he asked.

"You... How do you know..." the veterans of the execution team were obviously surprised.

"We have everyone's files, and they are all recorded in me." Yushchenko pointed to his head. "You played a disgraceful role in the Beslan incident in 2004."

"I..." johal's lips trembled slightly, and then seemed to suddenly wake up. "No, it has nothing to do with me. I'm not involved."

"I didn't say you were directly involved. I said you played a disgraceful role in it." Yushchenko said: "you were a truck driver at that time. The militants entering Beslan took your train and hid in the mezzanine to sneak across the border into Chechnya. Am I right?"

Johar's face suddenly turned whiter than the snow on the ground.

He deeply knew that once the Beslan incident was involved, there was only one fate for him, that was death.

Besides, he died rather ugly.

The Russians absolutely hated the participants in the Beslan incident and wanted to fry the skin and remove the bones. Since Yushchenko knew that he was a participant in one of the links in that year, it showed that he could never live.

"Kill me, I won't say anything." although he was a little afraid, he thought he would die sooner or later. He might as well die a hero and didn't want to plead with the Russian in front of him.

"Oh! Johar, you think too simply. Do you think I just want your life?" Yushchenko smiled again, "Come on, you know our FSB people are definitely not soft hearted. If you want a happy, I can give it to you. The only exchange condition is that you tell me where baskiev will spend the night tonight. I only want that place. After that, if you want to die, I can even provide you with poison so that you can meet your Lord comfortably."

Johar trembled involuntarily. He was measuring the element of intimidation in Yushchenko's words.

I'm not even afraid of death, so what else can threaten me?

"Why... Why do you think I'll tell you?" johal bit his lip and bit some blood. The sting calmed him temporarily. "Who do you think you are? You can compare with the Almighty Lord?"

Yushchenko raised two fingers.

"Two reasons, do you want to hear?"