Dragoon fighter

When he opened his eyes from his drowsiness, a noise filled his ears. *.

As if she had a nightmare, 17-year-old Miao Huayi only thought that this was really just a dream.

I closed my eyes and opened them again. I saw the dark and shabby tent, and the faint sound of breathing on the side. There were 7 other girls of similar age in the tent.

There were tears in my eyes again, this was not a dream.

This was not a warm bed at home, only cold and fear, and hunger.

In order to prevent themselves from escaping, those guys deliberately gave only a little food and water, barely enough to keep people alive, but without any extra strength.

According to what those guys said, just to ensure the perfect quality of the goods, even the shackles were omitted. If she was allowed to run now, she might not even be able to run 500 meters.

On the way home from school after the self-study that night, I fell into this nightmare. Miao Huayi and others, who had no ability to resist, were like goods at the mercy of others. They were sealed into a box with ventilation holes and followed by cars or other people. Ships come here all the way.

Although he is no longer locked in a box like an animal, under the watchful eyes of the vicious armed men, he can only sit in the closed compartment of the truck, living with the darkness and smell, and can only get out of the car when taking a rest, or like They were sleeping in a tent next to the car like this, but they were quickly rushed into the car again at dawn, and it was impossible for them to go more than ten meters away from the truck.

Miao Huayi did not dare to resist. These people were all desperadoes. A Russian woman who was also captured once tried to escape. Eventually he was caught.

The woman's fate was unbearable for her to remember. She only remembered the woman's constant screams getting weaker and weaker throughout the night, as well as the men's beastly breathing. After a gunshot at dawn, she and other girls never saw the poor girl again. .

This was just to scare the monkeys, but it was enough to scare the remaining eight girls.

The journey seems to have no end. Miao Huayi no longer knows where she is. Her school, classmates, family, and friends seem to have been brutally taken away from her life. I am afraid she will never see her again in this life. .

A tear ran down his face stained with greasy dust, and a small cry sounded in the tent.

This was not Miao Huayi's voice, it was the daughter of the Shanxi coal boss. Only one month younger than her.

The once proud little princess finally recognized the reality after being tortured all the way, and turned into a helpless poor girl Pan Yun, who had long lost her pride. These gangsters are not even interested in extorting money, because after training, they can sell it for a higher price, which is far safer than exchanging for ransom. *.

"Be good, don't cry!" Miao Huayi, who was a month older than the other party but matured quickly, gently drew Pan Yun closer to her. The other party held her arm tightly, trying to get rid of it. Find some sense of security.

"Sister, I want to go home! I want to eat cake, I want to drink Coke, dad. Mom, I will no longer be willful and must be obedient."

Pan Yun was sobbing and murmuring to herself like a kitten.

Now it's just a wishful thinking.

Three pairs of bright eyes opened in the corner. They were different from the black pupils of the Chinese. They were three Russian girls. Because of Pan Yun's cry, the other girls in the tent gradually woke up from their drowsiness and watched quietly. Crying girl.

It was very quiet in the tent, even if the words couldn't be understood. But they also already knew each other. Knowing that we can only share some comfort with each other.

"Be good! You'll be home soon."

Miao Huayi grinned and comforted this girl who was only one month younger than herself. Are you home? I'm afraid I'll never be able to go home again, after this long journey. Occasionally, voices came from outside the car, and she almost confirmed that she was completely in a foreign country. It's thousands of miles away from home.

No one knows the end point.

As the daughter of a small citizen in Shanghai, the farthest place she has ever been to is Nanjing, Jiangsu Province. However, she never expected that one day she would be trafficked abroad. She had no idea and could only sit numbly in the car, driving further and further. Far.

"She's a little hot!"

A soft hand gently caressed Pan Yun's forehead. This was He Xiangling, another 18-year-old girl who was arrested. She was the daughter of the only doctor at the health station in a small village. There were seven brothers and sisters in the family, and only one of them was born. It was only after she fell into despair that she inherited her grandfather's traditional Chinese medicine.

Miao Huayi's heart tightened. During such a long and tiring journey, judging from the attitude of the armed personnel outside, it might be a disaster. They were so busy on the road that they would not have much patience to take care of a patient.

"Is there water?"

The only thing He Xiangling could think of at the moment was this. The poor woman they had kidnapped, not the guest, could not be treated well.

Several other girls shook their heads. The small amount of drinking water rationed every day was not even enough to wipe their faces. It was only enough to moisturize their throats, lest their throats be damaged and sold for no money.

"Water!" He Xiangling tried to use her own English words and said it again, hoping that the three Russian girls could understand it.

After hesitating for a while, a delicate Russian girl took out a plastic mineral water bottle from behind her back and handed it over silently. There was still a small amount left in it, maybe to moisten her lips.

"Thank you!" He Xiangling said to the Russian girl in Chinese and English.

The other party seemed to have no strength, so he just smiled reluctantly and handed the water bottle to He Xiangling.

Just when He Xiangling was about to put a little bit of water on Pan Yun's forehead, who was talking a little vaguely, heavy footsteps suddenly came from outside the tent.

The tent door curtain was suddenly lifted to the side, revealing a square face full of flesh. The barrel of a gun was exposed from behind. The little girl woke up when she saw it. Her mouth was full of yellow teeth and she showed a scary smile.

"Hey girls, it's going to be dawn soon. Have you woken up? If not, I, a kindhearted person, will definitely wake her up, hahaha."

This guy's Chinese was very stiff, but relatively fluent, and he then repeated it in Russian.

His name is Yefim, which comes from Hebrew and means good-hearted. However, this kind-hearted guy is responsible for taking care of these weak and weak girls. His favorite thing to do is to put the barrel of a gun on the girls. shot from a distance into the side of his neck.

Especially the AK-47 equipped with a bevel muzzle anti-bounce device, the gun flame will be particularly large and scary.

The ferocious gun flames and loud noises that are so close will often frighten the girls until they turn pale, close their eyes tightly and scream repeatedly, as if the muzzle of the gun will deflect at any time, and a bullet as big as a finger will slice off their heads. .

These little princesses who are used to living a comfortable life have never seen this. Their cowardly performance will bring the best surprise to Yefim.

The wild laughter, the screams of the girls, and the sound of gunshots made every poor girl who saw him for the first time remember this pervert deeply.

This is also the self-proclaimed "good-hearted" guy's trump card to win over every new girl.

"Hehe, you fat little sheep." Yefim laughed strangely a few times, his lustful eyes glancing at every naked girl as usual, but Captain Heim has a ban, who dares to do it privately? These virgins would hang anyone from a tree for target shooting.

This is no joke, there are really a few cowardly guys who were hung on trees like this and beaten with machine gun bullets until nothing was left.

Everyone in this team is a desperado with numerous murders on their hands, and they have no idea what the purpose of human life is.

If it weren't for the bloody suppression by a few middle-level leaders, these guys who were armed to the teeth would probably kill each other and several of them would die.

These guys with murderous intent are just so dangerous.

Even when sleeping at night, everyone must ensure that their firearms are empty, and they never sleep together, for fear that someone who has a nightmare will accidentally kill one of their own.

He casually threw a few bottles of mineral water and dry bread into the tent, and began to prepare to drive the girl out to clean up the tent. This kind of outdoor camping folding tent was very light, weighing less than five kilograms in his hand, and only needed one It can be stored or released in minutes.

"Hmm!~"

There was a muffled sound from the side.

Yefim suddenly stopped what he was doing, quickly took the AK-47 from behind, and immediately leaned against the truck, bending down and looking around carefully.

It is the darkness before dawn. In a few minutes, red clouds will appear on the horizon and the sky will turn white.

As a veteran robber in Heihe and Blagoveshchensk, China, this vigilance has never gone away.

The muffled sound just now should belong to that guy Yegor Ivanovich, this guy once walked out alive from the Arctic Camp of Zhukov's training camp.

His melee skills are quite terrifying. He kills people without blinking an eye. A fierce sweep and kick can sweep a person's head out of his neck on the spot. He has repeatedly killed his opponent within one minute in black market boxing, but I don't know what happened to this guy. It makes such a weird sound.

"Egor? Did you fucking break your dick when you raped the earth? Haha!"

Yefim laughed a few times and tentatively said something louder. There were only the sounds of cars starting nearby and the sounds of other people running back and forth, preparing to break camp. Everything was normal.

But Yefim's call received no response, and the black market boxer seemed to disappear.

His heart immediately sank.

Something not so good.

He pulled the gun bolt and prepared to shoot, but when he was about to speak to warn others, his neck suddenly felt cold, and a tearing pain shot through half of his neck.

Hiss!~

Yefim had a look of extreme horror on his face, and his own blood was spurting out from his neck, as if all the strength in his body poured into a hole and leaked out.

A figure jumped down from the truck and accurately inserted a small wooden stick into the trigger of the AK-47 in Yefim's hand, blocking his last chance.