Chapter 2, Relaxation
Do you know who I am? Otar! The bravest warrior on this continent, Otar!
Ten years ago, I was a lively recruit. After several years of military service, I became a multiple winner in various competitions within the military region.
Hahaha, now you too have tasted what betrayal feels like, haven't you? Betrayal is the eternal instinct of humanity
Do you know how I died? That wretched Rita severed my head! All for a thousand gold coins! That was my only weakness
Qi Tianlin thought back and forth, unable to help but laugh heartily to himself, so what if I die!
Do you know how angry I am, that it has ultimately led my soul to be imprisoned in such a small stone?
I float in the sky, free yet powerless
Fortunately, last year the captain introduced a French lawyer. If there is no news for a year, the assets in the account will be transferred to the mother. I wonder what expression my fierce mother would have upon learning that her son, who had already sacrificed himself, still had assets.
Is there anything else worth remembering
Betrayal
Qi Tianlin wanted to tell him, what use is it for you to speak to me? I have several bank cards myself, and my passport and other items are hidden somewhere, wanting someone to send them to my mother.
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Just short of lying down with my legs crossed, and having a blade of grass in my mouth.
I haven't thought about the word "betrayal" for a long time
There is no need to think about how much money is on the bank card
Although he will eliminate the drug dealer and escape in a few days, how can our esteemed traditional army still tolerate a former captive, a blemish who may have once betrayed us, how can we allow him to still appear among our ranks
During my time in Southeast Asia, I encountered quite a number of women of the night, which made my journey in this world worthwhile
Qi Tianlin became conscious amidst a cacophony of nagging voices, which were exceedingly tedious. The tone was peculiar, infused with excitement and agitation, and within that agitation lay fervor, all tinged with a sense of glee at another's misfortune
They are mercenaries who are essentially gambling with their lives by tying their fate to their belts
Qi Tianlin felt that he hadn't relaxed like this in many years, and he really wanted to open his throat and sing a song
This state feels as if one is dreaming
Stop talking nonsense, life is at stake now, we are having a serious conversation about the soul, what use is it to quibble over that
There is no need to exhaust oneself in search of the so-called traitor
Without a body of my own, devoid of the sensation of pain, I can only watch as this burly man paces back and forth, venting his incessant ramblings!
Afterward, mhetushucomcom will be our comrades, and we need not worry about those disgusting fellows. Perhaps after this death, we can all meet together later...
The tall man buried his head, turning back and forth, repeatedly reminding himself that the relic he left behind was in the largest mosque in Aveland. He must obtain that relic, for it was the most coveted thing he desired.
But do you know that for hundreds of years, no anger can compare to loneliness? Everything else is merely fleeting, only loneliness drives one to madness
Surrounding is just surrounding, I have encountered this before. How could these incompetent rebel forces possibly encircle these seasoned veterans? I thought they would just run away, but these rebels pursued them relentlessly, like suitors chasing after a beautiful girl, engaging in a relentless pursuit for four days and nights. One by one, my comrades fell forever. This is merely a somewhat special job, isn't it? Although these individuals may not be described as refined in their work, they are not engaged in burning, killing, or pillaging. Why is it that such a situation warrants such a ruthless extermination?
Look at this land, I have fought selflessly for their independence and freedom, while you see these people vying for power and profit, acting as traitors!
Do you know what anger is? Can you feel the anger of being betrayed by the one you love the most?
The ones most likely to betray you are women
After much contemplation, it seems that there is nothing left. I joined the army at the age of sixteen, primarily to escape the inexplicable betrothal arranged by my mother, to someone I had never even met. After several years of military service, I had little opportunity to encounter any girls.
The tail? He is always at the back of the line, most suitable for delivering messages, but hasn't he already been killed in the explosion
Qi Tianlin wanted to say something to him, but found it seemed impossible to communicate, as there was no vocal effect, so he just casually watched him struggle
Do you know how much I have longed for someone to talk to over these past few hundred years? Finally, you have been struck down on this stone, and you too harbor enough hatred and betrayal
Qi Tianlin felt no sensation as he opened his eyes, only to see a giant man, resembling an iron tower, walking back and forth in front of him, his movements exaggerated, gesticulating wildly, and chattering incessantly
All I remember is the captain's last gathering point, filled with guilt. They were always teetering on the edge of chaos and war; how could they always manage to escape with just enough money? It was merely a case of encountering ghosts after walking a long, dark road.
It only cheapened that damned spy
How long has it been since I last thought of such a warm scene? Five years, ten years? Or even longer?
It is not possible to secretly return to the country without thinking about it
Who could it be
Just as I was about to transition to a non-commissioned officer in the special operations team with outstanding performance, I was unexpectedly knocked out by the blast wave of a bomb during a drug bust at the border, allowing a drug dealer to take advantage of the chaos and drag me away
Before me, Otar is still rambling on, spitting as he vents his desire to speak and chat.
Baby? ... He is the most cunning smiling tiger, always ...
The old demon? He always stands out with his cigar, and in the end, it was he who killed the Citroën
There is no need to miss the SSG69 rifle that accompanied me for three years
Traitor, is it really necessary to use an insider against a mercenary group that lacks any substantial foundation or background?
What an unreal dream
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Well, last year I finally obtained a South African passport. I was also planning to tidy myself up this year, perhaps undergo some cosmetic surgery, and then return with the idea of bringing my mother out to settle abroad. But now, all of that has turned into mere daydreams.
There is no need to compare the strippers of Johannesburg and Cairo in terms of which is more flavorful
There is no need to constantly check whether the safety of the handgun that accompanies you to bed every night is engaged
With a pragmatic attitude towards monetary transactions, the Desert Eagles made a minimal effort to provide some cover, as the reputation of their business must be upheld. However, this slight delay allowed the overwhelming rebel forces to encircle them
Three months ago, the captain eagerly accepted this assignment to serve the Libyan government forces and suppress the rebels, believing it would be an easy task. However, once France and Italy intervened, the situation collapsed rapidly, with rebels swarming everywhere. The so-called elite troops they were assisting in defending the oil stronghold fled faster than rabbits.
Although I do not know where the legs are, nor where the mouth is
Qi Tianlin can confirm that he is speaking Arabic, yet he clearly only knows English. How is it that he can understand it?
Experience the taste of betrayal fully!
Do you know about the miracles by which I have been blessed by the Almighty? I am the invulnerable Otal!
As he watched, Qi Tianlin suddenly felt an urge to laugh. Looking at this man, who had been stifled by nonsense for hundreds of years, Qi Tianlin truly wanted to reach out and pat his head, saying: "Good... don't make a fuss." It was reminiscent of the time, more than ten or twenty years ago, when his mother had patted his head in a similar manner.
He, proud and arrogant, was unwilling and afraid to return home to face humiliation. He first worked as a bodyguard in the Golden Triangle, gradually mingling in the underworld, and finally joined a mercenary group called Desert Eagle four years ago, spending his days fighting in the Middle East and Africa
Once, I had someone inquire about myself in a roundabout way upon returning to the country, but I sacrificed myself, a martyr