Chapter 1540 Who tricked whom?

According to the situation described by Slender Monkey, Varosha did find the corresponding details one by one on this not-so-accurate hand-drawn map, and they were all numbered correctly. This guy really didn't lie. Brother Anton really found himself a "loyal and reliable" good subordinate.

"Why do you carry such a clearly marked map with you? You are familiar with the route and shouldn't need this thing. What do you want to use it for?"

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The tricky question Varosha suddenly asked instantly stopped the thin monkey who was still losing blood. If he lied at this moment, he was not prepared at all, and his face and expression would probably give him away. The thin monkey hesitated for a moment. Finally choose to tell the truth.

"Anton heard that you Bolsheviks were coming, and he planned to take his people to move away and flee to the west. I don't want to follow him and escape like this. I was born in Cherkasy since I was a child. I am a local. I will stay here even if I die.”

"I drew this map originally because I wanted to throw away the gun and run away. I'll give you the map to kill Anton. He hasn't treated me as a human being in these years. I want to take revenge on him! I can't stand this kind of knife point. I just want to live a life of licking blood. If I hadn’t been fighting all day long these days, who the hell would be willing to do this? Now that you have fought back and the opportunity has come, of course I have to do this. I have wanted to do it for a long time. alright."

Varosha has been carefully observing the facial expressions and every detail of the person in front of him, without missing any subtle changes.

Just like the situation just now, Varosha was basically sure that the thin monkey did not lie to him, and there was no flaw in what he said and it was reasonable.

With a little interest and curiosity, and new questions, Varosha continued to ask.

"Then the Anton you are talking about should be the bandit leader? Where are the others? Where are they now?"

Not to mention it's okay, the thin monkey now really gets angry whenever he mentions Anton, this old bastard.

We agreed to get the equipment and come back to fight side by side, but what was the result?

It turned out that Anton, the old bastard, just made up an excuse and ran away. Shouhou, who didn't have time to figure it out at the time, now knows that Anton, the bastard, was deliberately setting up a trap with him from the beginning. It was the same routine again and again before. This guy's scheming and deceiving methods were always one level higher than mine. I must take revenge on him this time.

"This bastard ran away on his own! He lied to all of us, just to let us stay to guard him and die for him! He left by car and should be almost at the camp by now. The remaining money and treasures he had left with him The belongings and the last manpower are all in the camp. He can't just run away without taking anything. You can definitely catch him!"

Slender Monkey, who already hated Anton to the core, told all the situation clearly and concisely. Upon hearing this, Varosha nodded thoughtfully.

"Okay, okay, I have to say that I do forgive you. I don't need to kill you. I changed my mind."

After saying this, Varosha turned around and left as if nothing had happened, taking the soldiers accompanying him with him. He still had the Ruger pistol that he had taken as a trophy in his waist, leaving the skinny monkey with a confused look on his face. He stayed there unable to move and didn't react.

"Wait a minute! You can't just leave, you have to save me! We agreed!"

"Say yes? What did we agree on?"

With a mocking smile on his face, Varosha turned around and looked at the thin monkey with a changed look, as if he was looking at garbage.

"I only said that I would forgive you. Yes, I forgive you, so I won't kill you. Apart from that, do we have any other agreements? Nothing. You are free now, you can go wherever you want. There, we won’t stop you, don’t worry.”

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The routine is deep, the routine is really deep!

The routine is so damn deep!

After hearing these words, which were like the final judgment, Shouhou knew that his bad fate was sealed here and was completely over.

Ever since I followed the old bastard Anton in 1941, I have been tricked in various well-planned routines. However, living under the roof, I have to bow my head and accept my defeat and choose to swallow my anger.

At the end of the day, I was tricked by Anton again, and I ended up in this miserable state.

Forget about being tricked by Anton, who would have thought that even the Bolshevik was tricking him, how could he not figure out the art of speaking until he died? He actually hoped like a fool that this Bolshevik officer could save him. How could he have such a stupid idea?

Hope never existed in the first place, it was just my own wrong and stupid expectations.

The Bolsheviks had gone far away, and the thin monkey, who had lost too much blood and felt cold all over, began to lose consciousness.

Even though the dying Slender Monkey lay on the ground, unable to move, and even had no strength to move his arms, he still mustered up his last breath and shouted out the last words with strong resentment and resentment in his heart. He was unwilling to curse and leave it to the world.

"Anton, you son of a bitch!"

After taking the people away, Varosha quickly found Malashenko who was looking around at the entrance of the village, and then stepped forward and handed over his biggest harvest.

"Comrade Division Commander, this is a map I got from a bandit leader. According to him, it is a map of the bandit camp with detailed routes and markings. The leader of the bandits has already taken advantage of the chaos to escape and is staying. All of these are just scapegoats to stall us and buy time for him to escape. He is the real mastermind behind this."

"Well, you think he escaped back to the camp?"

Malashenko asked while holding the map in his hand and looking at it carefully.

"It should be like this. The bandit leader who owns this map said so, and I think so too. These bandits value the things they robbed most. It is impossible for them to run away without taking any of them. He must go back and take them with him. These are the stolen things.”

"It makes sense, your analysis is good. What about the others? Where is the bandit leader holding this map now?"

Facing Malashenko's inquiry, Varosha, who had no reason and no need to lie, just blurted out.

"He was dead. His legs were beaten to pieces by our assault rifles and he was bleeding profusely. There was no need to save him. He begged me to save his life, so I pretended to agree, tricked him into saying something, and then got it. This map. He is probably dead now. The body is at the end of the village. He originally wanted to escape, but I hit him and intercepted him. "