"Ah..." The girls exclaimed, covering their mouths and looking at Xiang Xiaoqiang in surprise.
"What? Come out!" Xiang Xiaoqiang opened the iron gate. The girls immediately understood what was going on and quickly filed out. The last two were carrying a stretcher.
"What's wrong with her?" Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at the girl on the stretcher and asked with a frown.
"She...she had a broken rib on her chest."
A girl carrying a stretcher answered in a low voice. She was wearing a red cross armband and was probably a military doctor on the boat. Her Gusu accent was soft and pleasant.
Xiang Xiaoqiang was surprised and said:
"The ribs are all broken? They didn't send them to the hospital?"
The military doctor said with an aggrieved look:
"Qing Gou... No, there are no female nurses in the Qing army's hospital, so Xiuxiu won't let them touch her. In the end, she was sent here and asked to be picked up by me."
"Luo... Master Luo..." As soon as the girl on the stretcher opened her mouth, she coughed twice and moaned in pain from between her teeth.
Xiang Xiaoqiang was heartbroken when he heard this. This was truly a girl from the Ming Dynasty, and she still valued this aspect so much... This was not hundreds of years ago, it was already the 20th century, what should I say...
But when I thought that all this was thanks to myself, I felt ashamed.
"Lord Luo..." the girl on the stretcher insisted intermittently, "your... great kindness... we... want to repay you..."
Damn it, if you think you can repay it, then you can pledge yourself to me.
"Okay, okay, just lie down and stop talking," Xiang Xiaoqiang couldn't bear it and waved his hand to stop her, "My name is not Ronaldo. I am a Han, and I am a Han from the Ming Dynasty. I am here to save you."
"Yeah..." A dozen girls cheered excitedly in low voices.
"What? Come upstairs quickly!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang dragged the unconscious guard into the cell, locked it, took off the phone receiver on the table, and put it aside. This way if someone called again, it would not be that no one answered, but that the guard was talking on the phone. He
He didn't bother to think about whether the grown-up guard would talk on the phone, so he pounced directly on the rifle on the wall that he had been thinking about for a long time.
Xiang Xiaoqiang originally thought that the Qing army's pistol was a "Ruger" and the rifle should be a "Mauser 98k". He was surprised when he got it in his hand. Damn it, it turned out to be an R-type 38 cap!
Like a pistol, this is also the first time he has held a real rifle. It feels long and heavy, and it is as heavy as a small tree in his hand. How can I put it, this kind of rifle is not bad, but it is said that it is not powerful enough, but
The recoil is relatively small and it is very stable to play, making it suitable for novices.
"Then what..." Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at the group of girls who were looking at him with admiration sheepishly, "Well, if any of you know how to use a rifle, can you teach me..."
…
"It's useless, it's useless..." In the office on the second floor, Nima Shan was sitting on the sofa, looking at a room full of girls indifferently, shaking his head, and said lightly, "It's useless, there are so many of you,
There's no way you can run away..."
No one paid attention to him. Xiang Xiaoqiang, Qiu Qiu and the others discussed it for a while and arranged it like this.
"Master Ni," Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and sat across from Ni Mashan, with a pistol and a rifle pointing at him at the same time behind him, "There is one more thing I need to ask for your cooperation at the moment, hahaha..."
After a while, the sub-inspection section on the first floor received a call from Nima Shan, asking one of them to come up and bring all the documents seized from the submarine, including those that had been transcribed and copied. None of them were allowed to be retained.
, because they had to be airlifted to Bejng with the prisoners immediately.
…
"Report!"
"Come in!" Xiang Xiaoqiang said.
A lieutenant came in, holding a stack of documents.
Nima Shan sat on the sofa and snorted cheerfully:
"Well, put it there."
There were still only three people in the room, holding a rifle to Xiaoqiang and standing behind Nima Shan in high spirits. Qiu Qiu had her head lowered, her clothes were disheveled, and she huddled pitifully on the sofa opposite. She put her right hand in her pocket,
The gun was pointed at Nima Shan.
The lieutenant didn't see anything unusual. He bent down and put the documents on the coffee table, saluted Nima, and was about to go out.
Xiang Xiaoqiang coughed. Nima looked at him kindly and then reluctantly said:
"Wait, don't leave yet. Who is that...Miss Qiu, look, they are all here, are they missing?"
The lieutenant stood still and looked at Nima Shan strangely. He immediately raised his gun towards Xiaoqiang and shouted at Qiu Qiu:
"What the fuck, I asked you to look at it. Just look at it. Didn't you hear what the adults said? The adults asked you if all the documents in your boat are here. These documents must be sent to bejng and presented...face to face."
There are fourteen grids, and no one is missing. If one is missing, you will be in big trouble! Look!"
Qiu Qiu stretched out her left hand "tremendously", pulled the documents in front of her, and looked through them one by one. She held the gun in her right hand and put it in her pocket. She could only use her left hand, which seemed very unnatural.
The lieutenant stared at her doubtfully, curious but afraid to ask. Nima Shan saw this, rolled his eyes, and said in a manly voice:
"Miss Qiu, are you tired of using only your left hand? You're not disabled. Take that hand out and let's turn it over together!"
Qiu Qiu looked up at him in surprise, and cold sweat immediately started flowing down her face. Her chest was beating and beating, and her right hand hesitated, not knowing whether to pull it out or keep inserting it inside.
Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't expect that the old man would do this. The lieutenant was obviously a little confused. At this time, he could either shoot him to death and start a fight, or point a gun at him and detain him. But when the people below saw him
If he doesn't go back, he will definitely continue to send people to look for him. No matter what, he won't be able to escape.
Xiang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, bent down to Nima Shan, and to the lieutenant, and explained hesitantly:
"Master Ni, this... you don't know something. Well, when Master Tuo was interrogating just now, his strength... was too strong and he broke the right hand of the female prisoner... Alas, this is not the fault of Master Tuo.
These Nanming girls have delicate bodies and cannot stand it well... Hey, sir, please tell me not to talk to you!"
Nima Shan raised his face and stared at Xiang Xiaoqiang, who was smiling apologetically, for several seconds, then sighed slowly and said to the lieutenant:
"Okay, it's okay, you go down."
"Hey." The lieutenant saluted and went out.
"Everyone is here?" Xiang Xiaoqiang asked Qiu Qiu.
Qiu Qiu took out the right hand holding the gun, his face was still pale, he nodded, and his voice trembled:
"The code book, the coordinate map, the mine map, there are many of them, and the few they copied are all here."
After saying that, he stood up and stuffed the documents into the briquette stove.
The door to the back office opened, and ten girls who had not dared to breathe for a long time came out holding another pistol and leading Tojin.
"Hey, I give you a task," Xiang Xiaoqiang pointed at Nima Shan fiercely, "beat him!"
…
"Du-du-du-"
Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded outside, tearing the air in the room. Everyone was stunned.
At the same time, there was a flurry of footsteps downstairs, as if several people were running, accompanied by shouts one after another:
"Quickly, spread out! Spread out!"
"Class 1 and Class 3, go to the back! Class 2 will guard the left and Class 4 will guard the right!"
"Bring up the machine gun! Your mother, move faster!"
"Come here, all of you!"
"Flashlights! Turn on all the flashlights and illuminate all dark places!"