My own war game

Chapter 434 Guerrillas

With the help of that finger, the whole interrogation went very smoothly. About ten minutes later, He Chi stood up and walked to the little girl.

The little girl held the spoon in her hand stupidly, without touching the food that was handed to her. She seemed to be stunned by the scene just now.

"It's a bit wasteful." He Chi muttered and threw the plate in his hand into the trash can.

"Sorry, I think I scared you. To express my apology, I'll treat you to some candy." He Chi rubbed the girl's head and walked back to the injured person on the ground, reaching his hand towards the other's neck.

The bartender showed a look of horror, he thought the guy in front of him was going to kill him, but the man's hand just stroked his throat, reached into his arms, and then took out the twenty dollars from inside.

Bang! The shutter door was pulled open, and the adult and the child walked back onto the street, as if nothing had happened.

The next day, He Chi took the little girl to stop in front of a candy store.

"Mint, strawberry, vanilla, and cheese. There are four flavors in total. Which one do you want?" He Chi asked the girl while holding up a piece of soft candy with different words printed on the wrapping paper.

"Cheese!" Alina said crisply, pointing at the packaging in the middle. Compared to when the two of them first met, she was already willing to have simple communication with He Chi.

"Please help me wrap it up." He Chi pointed at the candy in the middle and handed the twenty dollars to the salesperson.

"Sir, you are so good to your daughter. This is candy imported from Northern Europe. The price is three times that of local candy, and few parents are willing to afford it." The salesperson praised sincerely as he looked at the heartwarming scene in front of him.

"It's my sister." He Chi explained with a smile, picked up the wrapping paper, and stuffed a piece into the little girl's hand.

On a secluded beach, He Chi lifted the girl high above his head, let her climb onto the small cargo boat, and then he climbed on.

The Oriental man put his hand on the cable and started the engine. Just as he was about to turn around, his body suddenly jumped forward.

boom! ! !
A bullet hit where he had just been standing, causing sparks to fly on the deck.

Click! The sound of submachine guns being loaded could be heard all around.

About a dozen people walked out from behind the reef, each holding a submachine gun and spreading out in tactical formation. In the distance, someone was aiming a sniper rifle with a scope at this place.

The leader was a woman who was probably in her thirties, with a heroic look on her face.

"Hand over your weapons! Let Alina go!" The woman pointed the gun at He Chi and shouted.

"I have no ill intentions. I think we should talk." He Chi pulled the little girl over, hid his body in the blind spot of the shooting, and responded with a loud speaker.

"Put down your weapon first! Otherwise I'll blow your head off." The woman raised the submachine gun in her hand.

"Aren't you afraid of hurting the girl?"

"Then you're dead!" the woman answered firmly, without any intention of compromise.

"Okay, where do you put it?"

"Throw it on the beach! Don't play tricks!" The woman kept her eyes on the man's movements as she spoke.

Crash! A Sten submachine gun was thrown out. A soldier wanted to pick it up, but the woman grabbed him and continued to yell, "Throw it out!"

Sure enough, the next second another modified Winchester M1907 gun fell on the beach.

"besides!"

Two hand grenades and a German Walther PPK pistol were lying on the beach. The Oriental man slowly raised his hands to indicate that there was nothing left.

"And what's up your sleeve."

Two delicate short blades, a butterfly knife, and a surgical blade fell to the ground with a clang. The man even shook his sleeves to indicate that there was really nothing left.

The woman then came forward with the soldiers, first pulling the little girl back, then pulling out a pair of handcuffs from behind her back with one hand and walking towards the Oriental man and whispering, "Put your hands out!"

A sudden change occurred!

The Oriental man suddenly grabbed the handcuffs that were about to lock her, and the swift movement caused the woman's whole body to lean forward involuntarily.

The woman subconsciously tried to pull the trigger, but a silver pistol that appeared from nowhere was pointed at her forehead first.

The armed men behind him were horrified and raised their weapons to shoot, but He Chi pulled the woman over and rolled her into the boat.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta! ! ! The roar of the engine was heard, and the cargo ship roared away from the coast. The armed personnel on the shore were afraid to shoot and did not continue to shoot. They could only watch the cargo ship sail away into the distance.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The woman was unexpectedly strong. In the crisis, she ignored the pistol in front of her and chose to resist. He Chi had no intention of really killing anyone, so he had to put some more strength in his hands.

After a minute of stalemate, he finally locked the handcuffs on the other person's wrists, and even at this time, the woman was still trying to hit his lower body with her knee.

This was probably one of the most ferocious women he had ever come into contact with.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Celia Sanchez, I said I have no ill intentions! Can't we talk first?" He Chi, who finally suppressed the other party, said with some breathlessness.

The woman, whose lip was broken during the struggle, looked at him with surprise.

"You know my name?" The woman's tone was full of vigilance.

"Not only do I know your name, I also know most of your past." He Chi looked into the other person's brown eyes and continued
"Celia Sanchez, you were one of the first guerrillas to join the Cuban guerrilla war. Not only that, you were also Castro's assistant, advisor, and bodyguard. You were older than Castro, and in many cases you were both his sister and his partner. You were probably one of the top three people Castro trusted the most."

The woman bit her lip and tilted her pretty neck. "FBI agent?"

"No, I don't even want to have anything to do with them." He Chi took out the key to the handcuffs from the other person. "If you don't resist, I can explain everything."

The woman was silent for a moment and nodded.

"You followed me based on the information from the smuggler, right?"

The woman nodded again.

"I spread that news on purpose. I just wanted to find you, but unfortunately you didn't give me a chance to speak." He Chi shrugged his shoulders.

"Why should I trust you?"

"Because we have a common goal." He Chi took out a Russian letter from his pocket. "I know you can read Russian. This is a letter from the KGB North American Operations Department. It contains the code you left when you accepted Soviet aid. It can prove that I am not an enemy."

Celia stared at the letter and thought for a moment, then nodded, "I trust you for now, but I can only answer some unimportant questions."

"How much do you know about the Yellow Cake organization?" He Chi asked straight to the point.

When she heard this word, the woman who had been very fierce before trembled noticeably. After a moment, she slowly said, "Maybe you don't believe it, they are not human."

(End of this chapter)