Chapter 115: The person who fled to the border

After a long battle, the sky darkened. The two sides tacitly stopped the battle, packed up their things and evacuated the battlefield, preparing for the next more fierce offensive.

In the coalition barracks, the tired Xavier walked out of the coalition doctor. Although no one believed what he had seen with his own eyes, fortunately the doctor did not judge that he had made a mental error.

In this way, he would not be sent back to his country or even removed from the army, and he could fight for his ideals in this country.

"Why are you fighting?"

Passing a corner, a sudden voice emerged from his ear. Xavier thought it was another hallucination of his own fatigue, so he shook his head and walked forward.

"Why are you fighting?"

The voice sounded again, Xavier looked around the battle partners who were preparing to cook, the doctors who were talking and laughing, until he saw the corner, and was shocked.

That was the ordinary man he saw on the battlefield. At this time, he looked carefully and saw the clothes worn by this East Asian man, which were absolutely elegant and luxurious, and that was a costume he never dared to imagine.

At this time, he was leaning against the wall of the coalition forces, leaning against this heavily-regulated military base, deeming them all as nothing.

"How are you here? Invaders!"

Subconsciously, Xavier took out his close-fitting pistol and pointed the pitch-black muzzle at the East Asian man.

"Tell me the origin."

He was sweating in his hands nervously. This phenomenon was really weird. He even doubted whether he had encountered the legendary demon, otherwise how could he explain that he could bypass the heavily guarded army.

No, he should have alarmed others after such a loud shout, why haven't his friends gathered here yet?

Xavier looked back and saw nothing change, and they were still talking and laughing, as if they hadn't heard what he said.

"Why are you fighting?"

This question sounded for the third time, as if with a magical power, calmed down his restless heart. Xavier put away his pistol for no reason and got along with this East Asian man alone.

"To fight back against terrorist organizations and to protect the security of the country." Xavier spoke righteously, and this was his purpose in coming to this country.

"They sheltered the terrorist group, the man who caused the world's panic, and that group of bastards should be tried fairly in court, rather than being imprisoned here."

Speaking of this, the young man looked angry. It was the man who slapped his country and it was the man who organized many terrorist attacks.

In terms of emotion and reason, whether for the country or for mankind, they must find this guy to judge, and the organization that blocks them from looking for is his alliance organization, which is also a target that must be cleansed.

“Very perfect answer.”

The East Asian nodded slightly, as if he didn't believe his determination. Xavier didn't know why, and seemed to have something to stay away from, and he explained anxiously.

"It's true. You don't know how terrifying that person is. The al-Qaeda he organized has ravaged many countries, and even the Soviet Union did not stop their pace, causing many horrifying disasters.

Well, you don’t know how much you say, just talk about the 9/11 incident. That hateful guy hijacked four planes and hit the symbol of our country, causing the death of thousands of people. That’s thousands of people, living lives!

My brother, my brother, was on one of the four planes. He agreed to travel far away and bring me beautiful scenery back to the distance, but he didn't expect that after this farewell, he left me forever.

We must not let him get away with it. He must be judged by the law and be held responsible for what he had done at the beginning. Ata, who protects him, must also be judged!"

The tall young man was filled with righteous indignation, and his golden hair was raised up angrily. It can be seen that he really hated the culprit. The man deprived his brother of his life, and it was no wonder that he was so angry.

"I saw that during the day you desperately wanted to save me. What about the Afghan people who have been affected by you? Have you ever saved them without hesitation?"

"Yes, I won't sit back and watch those innocent civilians get rolled up. Of course they are really civilians, not those human bombs without thoughts."

Xavier didn't think so, but his expression didn't mean that. He once saved a civilian without hesitation, but he was a modified human bomb. Fortunately, he was lucky that the human bomb finally fell silent.

But from then on, he would still spare his life to save civilians, but when he saw those Middle Eastern people, he would hesitate and confirm whether there was any danger first.

"You don't know how crazy they are. They can even refuse their lives for their own God. They are simply a bunch of madmen.

Oh my God, it's still our Lord's kindness."

He prayed silently and repented for the crazy pictures of the past that emerged.

"Why are you fighting at the border?"

This East Asian man had no expression change, as if his face had solidified into this way, and his eternal peace and tranquility could not even change the eternal years.

"We found the trace of that man and searched all the way to search for the people who met Ata at the border. What they were covering up, but whatever it was, it must be against us, so we fought.

But it was also this battle that gave us extremely precious information. A certain descendant of the culprit fled the border a long time ago and hid in the country next to him. He must have known the trace of the man."

Xavier directly revealed this extremely valuable information. He didn't know why he trusted the person in front of him so much, but he just felt that he could tell anything to this person.

That was the information they exchanged for their lives. The Ata organization was also looking for this person, as if this person had something amazing.

Because they seemed not looking for the descendants of that man, but were more like looking for something extremely precious, but they just happened to track down the descendants of that man.

But it doesn't matter. As long as they know that the goal is the man's offspring, even if it is only one in a thousandth chance, they have to find this goal.

"We will definitely find this target, take the lead in finding the Biata organization, and then find the man and give him the sanctions he deserves!"

Xavier was so confident that he seemed to be in front of him, and the culprit who killed his brother would be brought to justice immediately.

"Thank you." The man in a black robe disappeared around the corner.

Xavier scratched the back of his head. It seemed that someone had called him just now, right? But there was no one around. Forget it, go and rest first, and then go and catch the target with the captain, and then bring the man to justice.
Chapter completed!