Chen Rou knew the gist of the kidnapping through the files she had read before her time travel.
However, because the case file did not provide details, she did not know what Gui Tou Chang wanted to get from Nie Zhao.
However, it is certain that Gui Touchang is currently interrogating Nie Zhao by torture.
He should already know that the two of them escaped. The speeding Toyota SUV can still run for three minutes. Even if it is stopped, the mercenaries will still have to search for people, which will give them about five or six minutes. During this time, Gui Tou Chang received the news that the two of them ran in another direction. He will definitely have to chase after them, so he will temporarily put Nie Zhao aside.
In his mind, it was already difficult enough for the two women to escape, so there was no way he could save another one.
But what Chen Rou needed to do at that moment was precisely to save Nie Zhao.
Luring the tiger away from the mountain and then launching a surprise attack—this was her best plan to rescue Nie Zhao.
...
Nie Han ran frantically, but was completely confused: "Sister Arou, can we find my uncle?"
Chen Rou suddenly stopped and pulled her into the shadows: "Shh!"
Before she could finish speaking, an open-top military command vehicle turned a corner and sped past. In the back seat sat a middle-aged man in military uniform, with graying temples and wearing sunglasses.
Chen Rou had seen his photo in the case file; it was none other than Gui Tou Chang, the notorious pirate from Southeast Asia in the 1980s!
He came from the direction of the barracks area, which also proves that her deduction was correct; Nie Zhao was indeed in the barracks area.
She pulled Nie Han up and ran wildly all the way.
The camp area was not large, consisting of seven brick houses built beside a pond. There was only one road leading out, with seven or eight large gasoline drums standing by the roadside. Next to the drums was a signal tower with a large searchlight on top that rotated 360 degrees.
An armored vehicle was parked across the pond.
Nie Zhao should be in the sixth room, because there are a total of seven guards in the camp area, and four of them are standing outside the sixth room.
Chen Rou had an AK, three pistols, several magazines, and plenty of ammunition.
She gave Nie Han a Zippo lighter, assigned her a task, and was about to leave when Nie Han pointed to the pond and said, "Hmm!"
Beside the pond was a chopping board made from a tree stump. When a large searchlight swept across it, human arms and legs were clearly visible on the board, along with a dark human head next to it, the kind that had been chopped off.
Chen Rou immediately said, "Don't worry, that's not your uncle."
Gui Tou Chang was a pirate who engaged in kidnapping, extortion, and human trafficking.
If Chen Rou wasn't mistaken, the pond was filled with crocodiles. Dismembering disobedient hostages and feeding the meat to the crocodiles was an efficient way to dispose of corpses, and that pond had already been filled with countless innocent souls.
But Nie Zhao had only just been brought back, and it wasn't time to chop him up and feed him to the crocodiles.
She crept closer to the house and bent down to peek into the first room.
Under the dim light, it was clear that the room was a water dungeon, with more than a dozen people locked in the water. They were all emaciated and covered in wounds, their necks strung together with iron chains and locked in the water. All of them had their heads resting on a rope and were sleeping with their eyes closed.
They were probably kidnapped black laborers, forced to work until they died, then chopped up and fed to crocodiles, and a new batch would be kidnapped and the work continued.
This kind of black-armed force can only be compared to the future KK Park.
As for the mercenaries in this kind of place, Chen Rou will kill them one by one with a headshot in the future.
A gunshot rang out behind me, and someone asked in English, "Who are you? What are you doing?"
Chen Rou is 170cm tall, which is considered relatively tall for a woman.
She was wearing pirate uniforms, and although she had long hair, South Asian men have a habit of growing their hair long, so she didn't stand out.
She had just looted not only the guards' weapons, but also cigarettes, lighters, pagers, and other odds and ends.
She would have given herself away if she turned around immediately, but with her back to her, she first took out her Zippo lighter and lit it with a snap.
The guards behind her assumed she was one of their own, sneaking out for a smoke, and turned around as soon as they raised their guns.
Still a dagger, it was plunged with incredible precision into the man's throat, followed by a V-shaped reverse twist.
The guard yelled, "Coo, help, coo, help, help..."
Immediately, other guards spotted Chen Rou, aimed at her, and fired.
She used the guard whose throat was being strangled as a shield to block bullets, then rested the AK on his shoulder and fired back. Two shots rang out, and the two guards fell to the ground. But the other guards had already quickly surrounded them, formed a defensive formation, and called for backup.
An uproar instantly erupted in the cells, with all the hostages shouting at the top of their lungs.
The hostages included Malay speakers, Thai speakers, Taiwanese speakers of Mandarin, Cantonese speakers, and English speakers—a veritable mini-United Nations.
A guard shouted into a walkie-talkie, "Report! Report! There's a situation in the camp area. Request immediate support!"
But another guard suddenly shouted, "Look! There's someone over there!"
There were four guards left, who were originally back to back, with their guns pointed in four directions as a precaution.
But one of the guards saw a head bobbing around on the chopping board by the pond and immediately shouted to his companion, "Shoot!"
The guards turned around at the same time and fired at the swaying head, blowing it to pieces.
But the head was actually resting on the barrel of an AK rifle.
Chen Rou lay prone on the ground with the AK upright, and when the headlights spun past, she quickly aimed and calmly pulled the trigger.
Three bullets, three guards—she headshot them all in one go, then shook off the mangled heads on her AK, rolled on the spot, and aimed again.
Only the guard holding the walkie-talkie remained. He ran while shouting into the walkie-talkie, "We need backup, backup..."
A merciless bullet whistled through the air, blowing his skull off instantly, and his cries for help came to an abrupt end.
The walkie-talkie was smashed on the ground, and there was an uproar inside. Someone shouted, "Notify everyone, everyone move to the camp area!"
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