"Girl, if you know the Tibetan dialect, I'll let you go. However, you don't." Principal Chen took the medication and smiled. "I've retired from the army for many years. I don't have the force of the presence of a soldier anymore. Ye Jian, you will kill the enemies outside with Captain Xia. We will listen to Captain Xia's command."
In every battle, once the battle plan was finalized, everyone must listen to the commander. No one can make their own decisions.
Xia Jinyuan could see that Ye Jian was worried about Principal Chen. He said softly, "Don't worry, we have a plan to get the mercenaries out of the tent. Uncle Chen is going in to protect the safety of the hostages."
Ye Jian relaxed a little after she heard what he said. It seemed like they really had a plan.
This was a battle that must be done in secret. No one must be alerted. Principal Chen brought Uncle Cizha along as they crouched down and went to the various tents to inform the Tibetans that were asleep.
There were six tents nearer to the tent with the mercenaries inside. The awakened Tibetans took out their matchlock musket, which was one of the three treasures of the Tibetan soldiers, when they heard what had happened. They wanted to fight the mercenaries that dared to harm the villagers.
The herdsmen were hot-blooded people. If not for Uncle Cizha, they would have rushed out by now.
Principal Chen wore the Tibetan costume and put on a hat. He looked just like a Tibetan. G3 and the other soldiers held their breath as Principal Chen walked slowly towards the tent with the mercenaries inside.
When he reached the tent, he raised his voice and called the people inside. There was no fear in his voice.
K7 translated what Principal Chen said. "Is Dema inside? I've brought the anti-inflammatory powder you asked me to bring. Sorry to come back so late. I met some snow wolves and almost lost my life. Luckily, the matchlock musket saved me."
K7 whispered, "What a master. Did he retire from the frontline? He is already in. Impressive."
There were two meanings behind his words. First, he came to send medicine now because he came back late. Second, he had a matchlock musket in his hand and he could fight with snow wolves.
This was why K7 said that he was a master.
Xia Jinyuan smiled at Ye Jian. "Everyone admired Uncle Chen. Little Fox, there is not much time left for us. We have to kill the two mercenaries outside within five minutes. What do you think?"
The faster they kill the people outside, the safer Principal Chen would be. Hence, Ye Jian wanted to kill those people as quickly as possible too.
The wind in the depopulated zone howled as it blew in the night sky. It sounded like a wild beast.
The sound of wind covered up the sound of footsteps and also brought the smell of blood to Ye Jian.
This was the Tibetan Mastiffs' blood. They were killing the Tibetan Mastiffs. Ye Jian bit her lips when she heard the sound of rocks falling down.
Xia Jinyuan finished observing using his night-vision goggles. He leaned towards Ye Jian and whispered in her ear, "I go right, you go left. We'll attack them together." The faint smell of mint and his masculine aura could be felt.
He raised his fist in between them. Ye Jian smiled and raised her fist too. The big fist and the small fist bumped each other. Then, the two of them separated and moved in different directions. They had a military bayonet in their hands.
They were prepared to kill the two mercenaries quietly.