"It's him."
Marcus nodded and confirmed.
Long Zhan walked in with a gun first, and Marcus followed him and also came in, turning his gun to the outside of the door.
Sorotov's reaction was quick, but unfortunately his legs were lame and limited his abilities.
Even though he discovered that Long Zhan came in at the first time, he had no ability to counterattack or defend, so he could only slowly lift his head up.
While closing the book and saying, "You killed all three of them?"
Sorotov's calmness surprised Long Zhan. This feeling of looking at death made Long Zhan very unhappy. He pointed his gun at Sorotov's head and said, "You don't have to be scheming anymore. Your five bodyguards are all dead.
If you don't want to die, tell me Johnson's real name. I want to know who he works for, and I want to know why you have made such a careful plan to kill the Archbishop."
These questions are what Marcus wants to ask, and they are also what Dragon Zhan wants to know.
The process of solving puzzles will be particularly immersive.
"Isn't he the one who killed people? Just ask him directly." Sorotov looked at Marcus, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Don't pretend to be confused. You killed people. You'd better give honest explanation." Marcus said with a gloomy face.
"What if I say I'm not infatuated at all?" Sorotov said.
"Then you have no value. I won't say a word of nonsense to you anymore. I will only give you a bullet and leave this place." Long Zhan said coldly.
If there is still a chance to live, Solotov still doesn't want to die, even if he has been abandoned.
With the expectation of a single point of chance of survival, Jiu Min was very angry with Johnson and others' cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness, Sorotov gave up and kept his mouth shut.
He opened the cigarette box on the table, took out a cigarette and lit it and said, "Johnson has many names, no one knows which one is true, and those who know may all die.
I only know that he was a soldier before, and he was surely a colonel, uh—”
He took a deep breath of cigarette and slowly vomited it off, looking at Marcus on his eyelids and continued, "They came to find me, just like they were looking for you, and asked me to perform a separate task.
They like those who have been traumatized because they are more likely to be used and throw them away after use.
Timmons, you, me, are all the same.
Once you are under their control and become a wolf, it is difficult to return to the flock. The ending is destined from the moment you accept the invitation, and one day you will be abandoned and like throwing garbage."
Sorotos's face was full of loneliness and his eyes were filled with endless regret.
"What's going on with the Archbishop? Did he be used too?" Marcus asked.
"hehe."
Sorotov sneered and said, "When you want to kill someone who wants to talk nonsense without arousing the suspicion of others, wait for him to stand by the president.
In this way, no matter how he died, no one would care about it, and he would just think it was a man-killing."
"Talking nonsense?"
Long Zhan grabbed the point and immediately asked, "What does the Archbishop want to say? It will make them so scared and so anxious to kill him."
"The ugly truth about something."
Sorotov curled his lips and mocked: "No matter how terrifying the matter is, as long as there is no government support behind it, it will never happen, it will be the same everywhere.
The problem is not what to do, but letting those in power admit that they are informed, but it is very difficult."
The incident involved US government personnel, and Long Zhan and Marcus's expressions became serious.
Long Zhan asked in a deep voice: "What happened?"
"That happened to Ah-Han. The villagers would never accept it. The reason for letting them leave their hometown and move to a place without the blessing of gods is just to build an oil pipeline..."
Sorotov stopped when he said this, pushed his abilities to the wine cabinet on the left, opened a bottle of brandy and poured wine into the cup.
Dragon War did not interrupt Sorotov.
Long Zhan has been in the Middle East for so many years in his life, and he has witnessed the similar things that Sorotov said many times.
Based on his knowledge of politicians and capitalists, Marcus basically guessed what happened.
He said his thoughts and said, "So they would first persuade the village gate to leave. If they don't agree, they would threaten to kill all of them?"
"No?"
Sorotov's ridicule shook his head, drank half a cup of brandy in one gulp and said, "They didn't persuade them at all. They just came up and killed them all, and they killed them all, without leaving any survivors, and there was no evidence.
I knew very well with other villages that they had no place to ask for help, so there was no need to persuade them, and they moved away obediently in order to survive."
In order to obtain oil resources, Marcus was greatly shocked by such cruel practices by the US government.
He thought he was thinking bad enough, but he didn't expect that he was really 10 times worse than what he thought, and what he did was even more demonic than demons.
As if to suppress the inner emotions, Sorotov drank the remaining half cup in one sip.
Then he said: "There is an oil pump station 10 kilometers east of Yarrit, and there is a pit below which has more than 400 bodies buried.
Men, women, children, elderly people... the entire village was massacred by contractors.
No one knows who hired them to do it, but those who covered and helped these demons leave on the way are you and your partners."
"What? Can you still play like this?"
He is the boss behind the contractor company. Long Zhan thought he might take on similar wet jobs in the future, but he never thought he would do it with the army.
The news was so explosive that Marcus's head buzzed.
It is no secret that contractors are "dominant" in the Middle East and specialize in doing shameful work for the government and the army.
But usually, this kind of work is done by the contractor himself and never involves the army.
When this happened, Marcus and Downey were still in service. The order they received was to cover the Marines' patrol.
Not a contractor team.
If Sorotov hadn't said anything randomly, the water here would be a little deeper.
The involvement aspect.
Not only the government, capital, but also the military.
Marcus smelled a strong smell of danger and realized that he had been trapped in a whirlpool, involving a huge conspiracy behind it.
Just as Marcus was thinking, Sorotov released a more explosive bomb.
Chapter completed!