"Where does the Pope live?" Yue Zhongqi pointed his pistol at Francisco and asked.

"I don't know, I really don't know." Francisco was about to cry.

"You don't know?" Yue Zhongqi put away the pistol.

Seeing Yue Zhongqi put away his pistol, Francisco felt a little more at ease.

"I'm just a priest and I don't see the Pope a few times a year.

How could I possibly know where the Pope is?"

"Okay!" Yue Zhongqi took out the dagger and wiped it across Francisco's neck.

Since it is useless, it is a burden, so it is better to get rid of it directly.

Francisco became a large doll that kept bleeding, lying on the ground and making "ba" and "ba" sounds.

"Catch again!"

Nian Gengyao was helpless because the information was too rough.

This cannot be blamed on the naval intelligence personnel. The Pope's daily life itself is not an easy matter to investigate.

The most helpless thing is that the mission time given by the commander is very short, and there is no time to consolidate the information.

The special forces team members searched carefully inside the church, hoping to catch a tongue and bring it back for questioning.

Three people walked through the corridor, and the one at the front held a candle in his hand.

In the dim corridor, the candlelight illuminated the three of them very clearly.

Passing a corner, suddenly a flash of knife light flashed past.

The candle fell to the ground, and the guide holding the candle in front also fell to the ground.

Blood gurgled out from the wound on his neck!

"Don't shout, or I'll kill you."

The guy in the middle, wearing a robe, just glanced at Yue Zhongqi and said nothing.

"Where is the Pope?" the special forces member asked in a low voice.

"Are you looking for the Pope?"

"Stop talking nonsense and tell us where the Pope is. Otherwise, I'll kill you."

"It is so late that the Pope is of course resting in his chamber."

The guy in the robe said solemnly.

"Take us there!"

"No need, Rodrigo Di Borgia." Nian Gengyao picked up the candle from the ground, and the flickering candle flame flickered on the face of the man in robe.

The man in robe looked at Nian Gengyao without saying anything.

"Or, I should call you the Pope of the Family." A smile appeared on Nian Gengyao's lips, and he achieved his goal so easily.

"You speak Italian well, kid!

Rodrigo Diborgia, you haven't called me by this name for many years.

Even I almost forgot!"

The Pope finally spoke.

"Your Excellency the Pope, I am here to invite you to visit the Ming Dynasty on the orders of the Grand Marshal of the Ming Dynasty." Nian Gengyao clasped his fists.

It's a pity that the mission is to find a living pope. Otherwise, Nian Gengyao would like to cut off the head and take it back directly. This is much easier than bringing up a living person.

"What if I don't follow you back?" the pope asked, looking into Nian Gengyao's eyes.

"There will be rivers of blood flowing here, and your men will be vulnerable." Nian Gengyao glanced at the Swiss Guards coming from a distance with contempt.

What age is this? They are still wearing armor and holding a battle ax. Are they a guard of honor or a guard?

"Yes! They are indeed vulnerable to your sharp weapons.

But if the news that you kidnapped me spreads, do you know how much anger will arouse in the entire world of God?"

"It's nothing more than dead people, a lot of dead people.

But I believe that the vast majority of those who died are your people.

I just came from the Russian front, where we killed over 130,000 Christians this month.

And our losses are only a few thousand people. Maybe less than a few thousand people!

Our wounded can be sent back to the hospital by airship for treatment, while your wounded can only lie on the ground, waiting for the blood to drain."

Nian Gengyao said it in an understatement, as if it was not hundreds of thousands of people who died, but hundreds of thousands of ants.

"Executioner!" the Pope said viciously.

"Let's go, if you don't want me to kill everyone here."

"Okay, I'll go with you. But you have to promise me not to kill anyone here.

This is a church, a merciful and holy place." Since he couldn't hide, the Pope could only compromise.

"If you cooperate."

"Francois! Suppress the news that the Ming people took me away. If I don't come back within a week, you will declare me dead."

The pope gave instructions to the attendant behind him, and then strode outside.

"Sir...!" The attendant bowed, his voice choked with sobs.

"Don't make unnecessary sacrifices, my children." As the Pope walked away, he ordered the Swiss Guards around him not to resist.

Nian Gengyao followed the Pope and walked out grandly.

Now, there are still two hours before the airship comes to pick them up.

Nian Gengyao was extremely nervous. He knew what the Pope meant to European Christians.

If someone raises his arms and shouts at this time, countless people will flock to him.

Even if you use up all the bullets you carry, you still won't be able to kill all those crazy people.

When the time comes, people like myself will be torn into pieces by the surging crowd.

I regret a bit that I set the task time for such a long time.

But what I thought at the time was that I was not familiar with the mission area and would need to spend a lot of time trying to find where the Pope was.

But I didn't expect that this task would be completed so easily.

Nian Gengyao had three bonfires lit on the ground, and the Swiss Guards and the clergy who hurried over followed them step by step.

However, they did not dare to get too close due to the black muzzle of the gun.

Perhaps, they were afraid that these damn Easterners would harm the Pope if they were angry.

The Pope didn't speak, and others didn't speak either. They all just faced each other in silence.

Suddenly, a huge mechanical buzzing sound came from the sky.

Then, a huge figure slowly descended from the sky.

The moment the airship pod door opened, Nian Gengyao pushed the pope up.

The special operations team members filed in!

Seeing that the Pope was about to be taken away, the clergy and Swiss Guards immediately rushed forward like crazy.

Then, the twenty-five millimeter cannon on the airship fired!

Even the armored Swiss Guards could not withstand the huge power of the 25mm cannon.

Every living person has turned into unrelated corpses.

Francois cried and knelt on the ground, watching those barbaric Easterners slowly lift the Pope into the sky.

"You liar, you thug, you butcher!"

Looking at the slaughterhouse-like ground below, the Pope grabbed Nian Gengyao's collar and cursed angrily.

Nian Gengyao casually pushed the Pope to the ground and put his foot on the Pope's back.

"Fuck you, I promised you not to kill anyone, but they didn't agree.

Your men rushed up to die on their own, what does it have to do with me?"

Of course, he was speaking in Ming dialect, and the Pope couldn't understand him at all.

"Captain, I didn't expect the mission to be completed so smoothly.

I thought there was going to be a lot of bloodshed in Rome."

Yue Zhongqi also felt lucky for the successful completion of the mission. When the mission began, she couldn't even figure out where the Pope lived.

Who could have imagined that he would be lucky enough to bump into the Pope who was wandering around without sleeping in the middle of the night?
To be continued...