Jones's throat felt like it was burning on horseback. They had been galloping in the desert for a long time. Both man and horse had reached their limit, but Jones did not dare to stop. He was afraid that what he would see when he arrived was Chen Mo's body.
, the other party was involved in this matter because of himself. If an accident really happened, I'm afraid he would not have peace of mind for the rest of his life.
This is not the first time Jones has lost friends due to his own reasons. The last time in Shanghai, one of his friends died because of this.
"It's quick, it's quick!"
Sarah wiped the sweat from her head. For fat people, the hot desert is even more difficult.
"You've said it three times, hurry up!"
"But this time it's really fast!"
Sarah was also furious. Ever since the end of World War I when France took over this land, the indigenous people on this land have never stopped resisting imperialism. With her own connections, Sarah has found many rebel friends.
After receiving Jones's assurance that he would introduce American friends to them to obtain arms, a cavalry of 300 people immediately set off and traveled a long distance to prepare to fight to protect their homeland.
The camp was already visible, and Jones saw the rising plumes of smoke, but there was no sound of gunfire.
"Jones?"
"Maybe Serent is still waiting for us, let's go!"
Jones, who suddenly felt something bad in his heart, could only gallop his horse and keep running. The closer he got, the more panicked he became. After all, looking at the opponent's camp, it looked like it had been bombed.
As for whether Chen Mo won the battle, Jones also thought about this possibility, but it was not that he looked down on Chen Mo. After all, people have their limits. No matter how fast his gun is, it is not as powerful as a cannon.
"Jones, I feel like something is wrong!"
Sarah raised her binoculars and looked toward the camp.
"Are we late?"
"No, the campground is weird!"
Sarah handed the telescope to Jones and said uncertainly.
"They seem to be digging a hole?"
"Dig a hole?"
Uncertain, Jones took the telescope and saw a group of German soldiers digging a hole. There were some guys in local clothes around them. Neither side had a gun, which meant that they should be friendly forces!
When he thought that Chen Mo had been attacked by someone else, Jones was so sad that he immediately took out his revolver and fought for his life.
Upon seeing this, the rebel cavalrymen behind them also drew their sabers, howling and preparing to meet their own deaths gloriously.
The momentum of hundreds of people advancing was extremely shocking, and the smoke and dust billowed like thousands of troops.
The camp also noticed these uninvited guests and was slightly panicked. It wasn't until Jones saw a very small white flag waving that he realized what was happening.
"Did that guy really succeed?"
…
"my Lord!"
Looking at the tent that was almost burned to the ground and the rows of corpses, Jones couldn't believe that this was Chen Mo's victory. The opponent single-handedly killed nearly a hundred people, and even rushed directly into the camp and stabbed them to death with bayonets.
Donovan.
“You can’t generalize between people!”
Chen Mo, who had already dug out the bullet from the wound, said with a smile.
After he killed Donovan, the remaining German soldiers simply put down their weapons. Most of their commanders and non-commissioned officers died in the battle. The only remaining old non-commissioned officer knew that his mission had failed, so he ordered everyone to surrender.
So Chen Mo accomplished the feat of killing more than 100 people and capturing more than 200 people overnight.
Built on the relatively advanced captive culture in Europe, these surrendered German soldiers had a strong sense of self-management. They dug out a few supplies from the ruins, delineated their activity areas, and then devoted themselves to digging up the remains for the war dead.
to the grave.
Chen Mo didn't even need to worry about them escaping. In the desert, these German soldiers couldn't run very far. They might as well stay quietly. Chen Mo made an agreement with the leader of the brotherhood, a big brother named Kasim.
Yes, they will send these captive gifts out of the country. After all, everyone will not feel comfortable after being roasted by the fire all night.
The Cross Sword Brotherhood's response to Chen Mo's helping hand should not be too eager. Kasim even planned to hand over the position of leader of the Brotherhood to Chen Mo. No matter what happened, he would use the Brotherhood's wealth over the years to repay him.
"What, the wealth you have accumulated over the years is enough, I won't take the seat anymore!"
If there was a seat in another brotherhood, Chen Mo would definitely agree, but there is really no need for the Cross Sword Brotherhood. After all, they are only guarding the Holy Grail, not competing with the Templars for global hegemony.
As for the purpose of Chen Mo's coming here, the Brotherhood will no longer stop him. The other party has already proven himself with actions. If he really covets the power of the Holy Grail, the Brotherhood will not be able to stop him, even if he gives up his life in vain, what's more, Chen Mo also said
Yes, he had no intention of taking away the Holy Grail, but what he had to do was drink the water from the Holy Grail.
"This is like a difficult expedition. Drinking the water of the Holy Grail represents its end. I am not here to spread the glory of God, I am here for myself!"
"The pursuit of personal honor!"
Although Jones's trip was in vain, it was just in time. The Brotherhood was preparing to escort Chen Mo to find the Holy Grail, and the prisoners happened to be unattended.
However, it was convenient to have these rebel soldiers. A large amount of gold and silver jewelry brought by the Germans to bribe the local chiefs were still buried in the sand. Chen Mo gave these things to the rebels without any courtesy, and the same was done to the prisoners.
They will be sent home safely by the rebels.
After hearing the news, the German soldiers who were lucky enough to survive cheered. However, Chen Mo felt that these guys were happy too early. After all, it was close to 37 years and there were still two years until Germany invaded Poland. These unlucky guys
In the end, we had to make a choice between Soviet tanks and Allied bombs.
"What about this guy?"
Jones kicked Donovan's body, which stabbed him to the core with a bayonet. He has been lying there until now, and all the blood on the body has drained away.
"Let's stay here to bask in the sun. After all, it's always good to get more sun!"
Chen Mo, who took away the other's gold watch and big ring, said that the grievances between the two have been settled and now no one owes each other anything.
"You just need to tell his wife that Mr. Donovan lost contact with whoring in the Middle East!"
"I will!"
Jones nodded, then looked around, then approached Chen Mo and whispered.
"Now then?"
"Holy Grail!"
Chen Mo said that he was extremely thirsty. In order to test whether the Holy Grail had magic power, he specially carried two bottles of Coke, intending to drink one for himself and give one to the old knight who had guarded the Holy Grail for seven hundred years.
"Hmm, that sounds good. Share half of the coke with me?"
