In this battle, Bian Fei showed extraordinary bravery. Not only did he go deep into the enemy's hinterland to kill the enemy, but he was also shot in his arms and thighs. Although the wound was not deep, his entire trouser legs and sleeves dyed red.

Xie Wendong looked at his wound and said caringly: "Brother Bian, it's okay to be injured." Bian Fei staggered up and shook his head: "Brother Dong, don't worry, I'm fine." Xie Wendong patted his shoulder: "Today you and your subordinates performed well. I want the headquarters to give you a reward and reward you well." Bian Fei pretended to refuse: "Brother Dong is so polite. This is what we should do. Our task is to protect the safety of Dong Ge and his group in Iraq."

"I have always been a clear distinction between rewards and punishments. I can see through who is loyal or traitor at a glance. As long as you help me with your work, I will not treat you badly." Xie Wendong said with deep meaning.

Bian Fei's expression was stiff for a while, and after a while, he laughed a few times: "I am loyal to Brother Dong and the community, and the sky can be seen. If I violate it, the sky will hit five thunders..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Wendong waved at him and interrupted with a smile: "I understand, how could I be wrong with picking someone. Depending on the situation, I can't leave today. I quickly organize my brothers to take the injured brother to the hospital. Many people on Baixue were injured. Vehicles should be repaired and ammunition should be replenished."

"Brother Dong has given it to me. There is nothing in Iraq, but there is no shortage of guns and ammunition. I will call people immediately and ask them to send a few vehicles of arms." Bian Fei did not show any special expression on his face, but he was happy. Keeping Xie Wendong was the first step in their entire plan. Only when Xie Wendong stayed in Iraq, the game still had to be played.

Xie Wendong looked completely in the dark: "Okay, the faster this matter is, the better." "Brother Dong, then I will arrange for you to go back to the villa where you stayed last night to rest." "That place is good, it is a good place to stay." "I'll make arrangements now and my subordinates will leave."

As soon as they flew away, the core cadres immediately surrounded them. Almost everyone's eyes showed distrustful eyes.

Dong Xinlei clenched his fists, and his words almost squeezed out of his teeth: "Brother Dong, haven't you seen it yet? It must be the trick of this kid, the purpose is to keep us here. I don't think he looks like a good thing." "I'm pretending to be injured, damn, why didn't those bastards beat this kid to death with one shot? Now we can't leave anymore." The person who spoke was Xiao Zhangfei. Xiao Zhangfei had a bad temper and had a good relationship with Dong Xinlei. When he saw Dong Xinlei say something, he jumped out the first time.

Although Bian Fei tried his best to create an accidental incident and tried his best to kill the enemy to clarify his relationship with the so-called "chaotic army", the people present were all old people. They had long smelled the treacherous smell from this strange attack.

Ren Changfeng didn't say anything, but drew his sword: "Brother Dong, I'll do him."

Xie Wendong frowned and quickly grabbed him: "Changfeng, don't be impulsive." "Brother Dong, have you not seen it yet? This kid has hidden evil intentions and will sooner or later harm us." "It's not now. We are on his land now, and Bian Fei has more than 3,000 militants under him, and they are actually more than 6,000 militants. If they are angry, they will only suffer losses. While he has not implemented the next plan, we have to transfer reinforcements here."

Ren Changfeng: "I'll call Lao Liu now and ask them to come over quickly."

"They're probably not enough."

“Dong Ge means”

"Call the Wind Ghost Force and the Eagle Evil Ghost Force."

"Didn't Brother Dong say these two are too bloody?"

"That was in a peaceful country, now in Iraq, in a war-torn area. We can let go of our hands and do everything we can. What's more, when dealing with such traitors, conventional methods cannot serve as a warning to one person. We have to crush his bones and extinguish them, and the bones are gone."

"Okay, this is what you want. It's time to deal with the traitors."

"I can't quite understand why Bian Fei rebelled against us," Zhang Yating held her hand and said leisurely.

Before Xie Wendong could speak, Zhang Yanjiang took over the conversation and said, "Maybe he feels his wings are hard, maybe he thinks he can show off his strength in the turbulent Iraq, maybe he is eyeing our precious goods. People's hearts are separated from their belly, there are all kinds of birds in the forest."

Zhang Yating nodded, looking thoughtful.

They were discussing a plan, and Pushkin rushed over: "Mr. Xie, Chekhov is gone." "See" Xie Wendong muttered. His first thought was that Chekhov died in the chaos just now. After all, he was just a weapon expert, not a first-class killer. If Chekhov died, it would be a very bad thing. In addition to personal reasons, he helped save Xie Wendong and others from the hands of the Allah Brigade. The key on his body was also crucial to open the door of the nuclear warhead truck.

Xie Wendong did not dare to neglect and said nervously: "I have searched all of them." Pushkin nodded: "I have searched all of them, no one, he will not be captured by those people just now." "What do you say?" Xie Wendong asked in a narrow voice.

Pushkin licked his lips and said anxiously: "Mr. Xie is full of elite soldiers and professionally trained. Even if he captures people, it will be difficult to get useful information from your mouth. But Chekhov and I are different. If someone tortures us, we will really leak this escort plan."

"Oh no" everyone's hearts were thrilled, and big things were not good.
Chapter completed!