Chapter 950: The source of corruption (middle)

He fastened the zipper quickly, and sincerely hoped that his muddy head would wake up.
A man was walking towards him along the urinal, a figure lit by the dancing fire in the camp behind.
"Who?"
Mountbatten shouted.
"Guard? Who is it?"
He hoped his guard could hear him, but the soldiers around the campfire were too noisy.
"Why are you nervous, Mountbatten?"
The man asked, he was in the shadows, but his white teeth reflected the distant fire when he smiled.
Mountbatten knew him.
Stan, deputy company commander of the Secret Service Company.
"I'm very good,"
Mountbatten said that he turned and left in the opposite direction, only to find that another insider blocked his way.
"What is this for?"
Mountbatten asked, although he knew he knew what it was doing.
He woke up quickly.
"You and Erzos, are you familiar?"
Asked the Deputy Commander of the Secret Service in a low voice.
"of course."
Mountbatten said alertly.
"We have known each other for a long time, while he was still company commander."
"So you know him well?"
"Yes."
Mountbatten answered very patiently, but the direction of the question was not what he expected. He guarded against any language trap that the other party might be tempting him to plunge into.
"Then you know about him and the Kaimon Church?"
Stan suddenly raised his tone.
"What's wrong with them?"
"You know."
Another defender said with a smirk.
"church?"
This thought almost made Mountbatten laugh.
"You are mistaken. He is indeed a devout believer, but many people are."
"That's all?"
"What are you suggesting?"
"Maybe what you know is not true Esos"
Stan said, walking behind Mountbatten.
"We received news some time ago that part of the military secrets were leaked to the Kaimon Church, at least, we think it has something to do with him."
"I don't know what you are talking about."
Mountbatten frowned, and the development of events surprised him.
"Did you two drink tonight?"
"What the is going on?"
The third defender asked without a smile.
"What the is he doing?"
Stan also immediately came forward, with intimidation in his voice.
"You know him, what is he blending into? Are you involved? Is this why you keep covering up?"
"I do not have."
"What happened, Mountbatten? Why did you escape alive from Kwaihara Ridge while the other guys were chopped into meat sauce? Someone is watching you? Someone reminded you?"
"Listen, you guys"
Mountbatton opened his mouth with anger written on his face.
"Mount Patton, I feel there is some kind of evil force around you, hurry and leave! Come to me!"
Bronz's seemingly absent voice drifted into Mountbatten's ear, and he immediately became alert.
"Okay, actually I just know something"
Suddenly, Mountbatten lowered his shoulders, as if collapsed, to confess something.
As the inner defender leaned over from behind him, Mountbatten suddenly turned back to grab his arm and kicked him into the urinal with his leg raised.
A frantic curse followed the sound of falling water, and Stan pounced on Mountbatten, but he hit the other person's left elbow in the face.
"Damn!"
Mountbatten ran off, and Stan chased after him. The curse in his mouth was as fierce as his companion in the urinal.
The chased teacher climbed into the fort in the dark, and found a path to the camp.
The flashlight followed him.
Somehow, he didn't even encounter a soldier.
"Stop, don't move, Mountbatten!"
Shouted a voice, Mountbatten heard that it was the defender.
He ran away from the flashlight beam and heard the pistol sound.
Bang~!
A bright dust rose at his feet.
"The next shot is your head, Mountbatten!"
Stan shouted.
"Stop standing still!"
Mountbatten did not slow down, he ran along the camp, looking for cover.
Suddenly, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him, blinding him.
He stopped and blocked the bright light with his hand.
Then he heard the roar of the engine and a door opened.
"Come up!"
Shouted a voice.
Mountbatt blinked, and behind the headlights, he saw Bronz staring at him while holding the steering wheel of an off-road vehicle.
"Hurry up, Mountbatten."
Bronz repeated.
"Fuck up."
Mountbatten jumped into the car, and then the off-road vehicle rushed into the night, far away and chased their inner guard.
As soon as he got into the car, he began to gasp violently.
What happened tonight is just too crazy. He was chased by a group of inner guards under the heavy protection of his troops, and their reason was very ridiculous.
"Where are we going?"
After a while, Mountbatten turned and asked.
But the wizard said nothing, avoiding the barracks, and drove along a rough dirt road towards the wasteland to the south.
"Browns?"
"Don't ask questions, Mountbatten."
"Come on this one, this one"
"This is more important than you think, Mountbatten, you should be damn."
"It seems that you were not very happy when you found out that I was not dead."
"Of course I am happy."
Bronz said:
"You are my best brother. Of course I am happy that you are not dead, but it makes things more complicated."
"whats the matter?"
"Do you believe what I am saying now?"
"what is this about?"
Mountbatten thought for a moment, feeling that his old friend seemed to be deliberately avoiding something.
"In short, how do you know they are looking for me?"
"Because I have followed you all day."
"Ok?"
They left the road and walked along the dry riverbed in the dusty wasteland.
The headlights of the car shrouded the mounds and thorns in the cold halo. They gradually moved away from the large campfires and lights of the army barracks. The night sky became darker, broader and lonely.
Ten minutes later, the SUVs began to slow down and they drove to a depression.
At the end of the dry valley is a ruin, perhaps a church in the past, or a cemetery for livestock, but it is now abandoned.
Someone lit a fire inside.
Bronz stopped the car and turned off the engine.
"Down."
He said to Mountbatten:
"Follow me, don't be stupid, I can protect you, please keep this in mind."
"what are you saying?"
"Corruption has penetrated deeply into the body of this country. The identity of those defenders is not simple. They... are probably blood worshippers."
In a word, Bronze caused Mountbatten's brain to go down.
"you……"
He hesitated for a while before asking.
"...Is there any evidence?"
"Come with me."
They left the buggy and walked through the wilderness to the ruins.
Browns could smell the burning of fuel bricks, the fire in the ruins leaping, casting a swaying shadow.
They walked in and saw a small fire lit by fuel bricks and dry shrubs burning on the charred brick floor. A man sitting on the stone beside the fire was cleaning himself with a dagger Nails.
"This is Senai~EbookFREE.me~a judge."
Bronz briefly introduced.
Senna then looked up at them immediately, his expression cold, and obviously not interested in either of them.
He was wearing a black and white windbreaker and a uniform. He had a large burn scar left on his left face, although even without that scar, his face would be very harsh.
"You really are not in a hurry."
The judge opened his mouth, hoarse as if he had used a record player for decades.
"I can do it anyway."
Browns replied in this way, then turned his side to make way for Mountbatten.
"You are Mountbatten?"
The man asked, still picking his nails with the tip of his dagger.