"If you can't..." Chinnikov realized that he shouldn't ask before he finished speaking. And Ashraf immediately said when he heard him speak, "If you can't leave? Is it?" As he said that, his expression became gloomy and continued, "If you can't leave, you must be seriously injured. If you can't handle a seriously injured person, then you can jump off the cliff directly!"

"Yes!" Chinnikov immediately turned around and ran towards the hillside again after standing attentively.

Looking at Chinnikov leaving, Ashraf sighed long. In fact, the mission has become like this now, and it is not a big deal that Chinnikov is still the one who is still in his own way. After all, everything Chinnikov did was arranged by himself, and in fact he did not make any mistakes. Just look at the bodies left by the other party and the people who escaped on the way. If it weren't for the other party's rescuers who came in time, even if it was a few minutes later, everything here would become another result.

But now it is useless to say that these things are useless, and the above will not listen to their explanations. They only look at whether the tasks have been completed and the price they have paid to complete the tasks. If they only look at these two points, then they undoubtedly took over an extremely failed action. They may be thrown on the bench or even worse. But he will not find reasons, and he will not let Chinnikov take the blame for him. For those who threatened Chinnikov to get out before, it was just a scare. Now it depends on whether Chinnikov can find something valuable. After all, from the moment, the target obviously failed to meet with the mercenaries, which means that he still had a little advantage like the American mercenaries. Thinking of this, Ashraf looked at the hillside and raised his foot to walk there. He wanted to go and see if he could take people down as soon as possible.

And at this moment, the people from the Lynx team who had just arrived dragged a man from behind, from the woods they chased after.

The appearance of this man undoubtedly made Ashraf's eyes lit up, obviously this man made him extremely interested. He quickly came to the man and signaled the two people who were dragging him over to put him down.

The man was obviously injured and in a poor state of mind. What really interested Ashraf was that the man did not seem to be a combatant. In other words, the man was probably a companion or fellow traveler of the man he was going to capture. After being thrown directly to the ground, the man coughed a few times with difficulty, and rolled around the ground to lie face upwards, as if this would make him feel comfortable and breathing smoother.

Ashraf slowly squatted down and looked at the man carefully, then asked the person around him, "Where did you find him?"

The Russian who dragged the man to the scene said, "Just not far behind, this guy is slowly crawling. It's like a big lizard wearing clothes. In addition to this guy, there is also a black corpse, which should be the American mercenary."

The Russian words made Ashraf laugh. He reached out and patted the man's face and said in quite skillful English: "Hello, American. Congratulations on you, congratulations on becoming a prisoner of the enemy." After that, he reached out to search the man and took out the document from the man. The document was sent to them by the Georgians, and there were two copies, one of which was Eric.

Ashraf put away his ID and looked at the lying man again, saying, "Can you know what your name is? Don't tell me that the one on this ID is your name." As he said that, he looked at the injury on the man's body and said, "I don't think the name is a secret. Tell me, I promise not to abuse you. After all, you have tried your best. I admire the person who can fight the enemy until the last moment, even if he is captured. So as long as you don't act clever, I won't make things difficult for you."

The man lying on the ground didn't say anything when he heard Ashraf's words, but just as he was stunned, the person who dragged him to step on the man's lower abdomen. "Speak! You damn big lizard!"

While the man screamed, Ashraf smiled and waved his hand and said, "Look, war always makes people irritable. Don't mind, you did not perform better or worse when you went to harm my hometown. How about it? Can you tell me?"

The man lying on the ground seemed to surrender after enduring the pain and gasping for several consecutive breaths. He whispered: "My name is Steve, Steve Mars."

"Steve? It's great to know you." Ashraf said and smiled and continued, "So can you continue to introduce yourself? For example, your job, what have you done here, and why did you meet us?"

Just as Ashraf interrogated Steve, he was watching Eric's memory card secretly in the wooden house. He picked up the pencil used to draw and the book that didn't know what, and directly copied the content on the memory card on the page. Although writing in such a sloppy and quick way and writing on the page with words will make some words difficult to recognize and cannot copy the photos in the data, but at this moment, it is good to be able to record the content of the text. Moreover, the content of the text in this data is very detailed, and even in Pitt's opinion, it is a bit long-winded, so he also deleted it and copied some important and clear directional information. As for the others, they have been deleted.

After almost twenty minutes of copying, Pete copied all the contents and checked them back and forth twice, and confirmed that there were no mistakes or missing words, he quickly tore off the pages of the pages with the words, and folded them down and wrapped them in his right socks. He then quickly pulled down the card reader and protected him back into the small bag in the black bag, closed the notebook and smashed it hard at the table. After confirming that he could not turn on the computer, he put the notebook back as he did when he took out the black bag, and carried the bag back on Eric.
Chapter completed!