An hour later, the sporadic resistance in the village had been completely dismantled. Due to the collapse of the canyon, the militants who had lost a large number of leaders could no longer organize a decent offensive.
I don’t know whether there are many people with ulterior motives in the village, or whether the millet farmers who have been oppressed rose up to resist.
Gunshots were heard from everywhere in the entire village, and fires were even lit in several places. The fires were extremely fierce, and thick smoke was flying everywhere. Anyone who looked at it could tell that Zaka's armed forces were gone and the village was completely destroyed.
After clearing away the enemies around the canyon, the first thing Li Mu did was to rescue the innocent millet farmers who were tied with explosives.
Looking at the farmers who were overly frightened and whose expressions were a little numb and dull, Alia quickly spoke to the farmers present in Vietnamese:
"Zhaka's armed forces have been completely destroyed, and all the finances in the village belong to you."
"Next, everyone can go down the mountain and go to villages in Laos or other places to start life again."
"You are free!"
When the people present heard what Aaliya said, the numb expressions of the millet farmers gradually changed a little, but no one dared to move.
She frowned in confusion. Before they came, they had already known that although growing illegal crops was hugely profitable, all the money went into the pockets of drug dealers.
In the eyes of the militants, ordinary millet farmers are nothing more than a group of free laborers. Except for a small amount of necessary supplies to maintain their livelihood, they live in extremely poor conditions. It doesn't matter if they work hard and make no money.
If you don't get what you want, you will be severely beaten by the armed men, if your output does not meet the prescribed quota, your fingers will be chopped off, your ears and tongue will be cut off.
It is precisely because of this that the armed men did not hesitate to use them as a human wall to block the way of others.
Logically speaking, these people should be happy to be reborn, but now they dare not move.
Li Mu sighed secretly and patted Aaliya on the shoulder to signal for him to come. He knew that these people were used to being oppressed and were afraid of General Pancha's fierce power, so they did not dare to move without permission.
Now, it is too early for people like them to talk about freedom.
Surrounded by four Dark Dragon Guards, Li Mu walked out with a gun in hand, pointing the gun at the millet farmers present. The numb millet farmers around him suddenly looked a little frightened.
"Who among you is in charge, please speak up."
Li Mu's tone was not harsh, but the ferocity with which they massacred the militants just now has been firmly engraved in the minds of these millet farmers. When asked by him, how could the millet farmers dare to be a little bit negligent?
He answered, but his eyes were intentionally or unintentionally looking at an old Southeast Asian man.
"You answer my question, let me ask you, does any of you know how to access the underground waterway below?"
Seeing his name being called by Li Mu, the old man calmed down and replied tremblingly:
"As for this army, we are all farmers, how could we know about such a thing."
Li Mu observed the old man's expression. Aaliya on the side saw that the old man's hands were cramped and his expression was hesitant, and she immediately said to Li Mu:
"He's lying. Someone must know something here."
Aaliya is a high-level assassin and espionage professional. If this old millet farmer can hide it from her, then he will be a ghost.
Li Mu had no expression on his face. He just changed the bullets in the gun he was holding, then pulled the barrel of the gun hard and pointed it at the Su people.
Such a simple action is more effective than all torture methods.
The old man said hurriedly:
"Wait a minute, Army, I am indeed not lying. The underground water veins connect the entire Mekong River water area. Not only are there countless caves, extending in all directions, but there are also undercurrents and submerged wells. You can't see where you are. It's easy to get lost if you enter rashly."
Li Mu remained unmoved, continuing to hold the gun and looking at the old man quietly.
"I am a resident of the Old Dragon Clan here. Before Pancha captured me, we had been fishing for generations. I did explore underground caves many times when I was young, but that was all more than ten years ago...
…”
Before the old man could finish speaking, Aaliya pointed out bluntly: "The second half of the sentence is false."
The old man was stunned, and his dark and thin face looked a little excited: "This army, how can this be fake? How can I, an old farmer, have the opportunity to explore the secrets of the general's family?"
Aaliya shrugged, looked at the old man's face as dry as tree bark, and said, "I have to ask you, old man. Why is this?"
Hearing Aaliya's determined tone, the old man's face turned blue and red, and he stopped talking.
Only then did Li Mu speak:
"Old man, I know you don't want to follow us through this muddy water, but you have also seen that we are here to eliminate General Pancha's team. Only by getting rid of Pancha can you gain true freedom."
"Shit! It's impossible for you to defeat him. Don't say you only have this few people. Even if there are hundreds more people, you can't even think of it!!"
The old man who claimed to be the old dragon clan seemed to be a little excited and said.
After saying this, he seemed to realize that his attitude was a little wrong, and his tone quickly softened, and he subconsciously kowtowed to apologize: "Big...big army, you are all soldiers from heaven. You are different from us, so we just eat and drink."
Eat, I really don’t dare to get involved in these things, please forgive me.”
"Grandpa..." Just as the old man was speaking, a little boy in the crowd suddenly called out in a low voice, and watched in fear as several people grabbed the old man's pants.
The face of the old dragon clan man suddenly changed. Sure enough, Li Mu had already spoken at this time: "Is this your grandson? Old man, you are old, but the child is still young. Do you also want him to work as a millet under the hands of a drug lord for the rest of his life?
Farmer?"
The old man turned around and hugged the child, and said painfully: "No! What's wrong with being a millet farmer? At least I still have a life. If I really went with you and those people found out later, how could I still have a life?
"
Several people looked at the people present with sympathy, with helpless expressions on their faces. Li Mu leaned down, looked at the grandfather and grandson, and said solemnly: "Old man, we also risked our lives to do this.
No one is sure whether it will work or not.”
"But if we don't resist, we will just be pigs and sheep to be slaughtered. Even if we fail, do you think Pancha, who is making a comeback, will definitely be willing to let you go?"
After hearing Li Mu's words, the old dragon clan man sighed and seemed to be in endless struggle. After a while, he sighed heavily, looked up at the five people and said:
"My old dragon clan member was once arrested to help General Pancha build the underground stronghold. My son and daughter-in-law were also arrested to dredge the underground water veins. However, the underground water veins almost remain the same every year. I haven't been in there for several years."
"Grand Army, thank you for coming to help us, but the underground water vein is really inaccessible. Pancha has raised a lot of water ghosts in the underground river. If we go in hastily, we will definitely die or not. My little old man will catch up.
It’s all about my life, but who will take care of my poor grandson?”