Chapter Twenty-Five: Russian Roulette

  Liu Qi's heart skipped a beat, this must be another group of German soldiers led by Dok and Fred. He didn't expect them to have also crossed the Death Mountains and run into the British army, only to become prisoners of war.

  "Ah, I see. In that case, we must strengthen our defenses. We absolutely cannot let Rommel find a weak spot." said Beck.

  "It's not just that, Indians have stopped working for the past few days. It's gotten to the point where even sentry duty has to be done by officers themselves. We've all gone without more than 5 hours of sleep for several days now. Indians are really damn annoying..." The British lieutenant started complaining and went on and on.

  Liu Qi said, "I'm still busy with work to do, where's the time to idle around with you?" He also opened the car door and walked in front of that captain, raised his hand and saluted, saying "Sir." Liu Qi was wearing a British sergeant's uniform, so he addressed the British soldier as "sir".

  The captain also returned a courtesy salute to Liu Qi.

  "Please tell us where each battalion is stationed. We'll get the goods delivered quickly."

  The British troops were a complex mix, with people from various colonies, and some who spoke poor English. So the lieutenant didn't suspect anything and said, "The southern area is the first battalion's garrison, the northern area is the second battalion's. The third battalion and the division headquarters are in the easternmost part. You guys go quickly." After finishing speaking, he instructed several officers on duty to move the roadblock aside.

  A group of people swarmed into the British army camp. Each went to find their own target according to their tasks. And there was a car that stopped right after entering the camp gate, the driver got out and opened the hood, pretending to repair the car. While repairing, he kept an eye on his watch. Meanwhile, the Italian soldiers wearing British military uniforms jumped down one by one from behind, all taking a rest.

  Liu Qi walked all the way, except for seeing some Indians wrapped in headscarves sitting silently on the ground. He didn't even meet a single British officer, which he found strange himself. The book implies that since the Indians started their "revolution", the British officers were immediately stunned. It's understandable that no one was cleaning the sanitation, but it's unthinkable that there were no sentries on guard duty. This is a military camp with over 10,000 people, and not having anyone to guard it would be a big deal. In the end, the officers had to take charge of these tasks themselves. So for the past few days, the "strike" has left all the British officers extremely exhausted, every day after finishing their shift, they would hastily eat something and then fall asleep. It's not like before when they could vent their energy by whipping Indians.

  Following the guidance of the British captain, Liu Qi soon arrived at the front of the Fourth Division Command with several cars. A large military tent stood quietly in front of him. Two guards were standing at the entrance. Liu Qi took a look and saw that they were both lieutenant colonels. He thought to himself that the level here was really high, even the guards at the door were lieutenant colonels. It's estimated that even Churchill hadn't enjoyed such treatment.

  It's not General Matthew's fault, after all. Who would have thought that such a large camp had less than 200 British officers? It's still better here, with some staff and logistics officers around. As for the other subordinate units, I reckon even the sentries can't be found. Ah, it's all because of those 'curry' people causing trouble.

  Major General Mathew, commander of the 4th Indian Division, was alone in his command room, scolding the former commander of the Eighth Army, General Ritchie. If you weren't such an idiot and got beaten by Rommel so badly that you were left picking up your teeth from the ground, I wouldn't have had to run thousands of miles to this godforsaken place.

  Thinking of the emperor-like life I had in India, my house was almost as luxurious as Buckingham Palace, with a large group of servants serving me every day. The world's delicacies were available at will, and local leaders and officials treated me like a god, offering beautiful Indian girls to spend the night with me every day. Except for the curry smell on their bodies that I couldn't stand, everything else was perfect. But all this was ruined by this idiot, who issued an emergency transfer order, forcing me to pack my bags and come to this vast desert.

  Unexpectedly, in the hustle and bustle, I forgot that unimportant thing 'curry'. It caused these Indians to rebel, not even listening to their own orders. Even the local leader's son, who was brought along with a large sum of money, went to sit in protest with those Indians.

  These past few days have been exhausting for the troops in the division. However, the dignity of the division cannot be neglected, so they had to assign them to take on the hard work of standing guard and conducting inspections. After all, I, a lieutenant general and division commander, couldn't possibly go stand guard myself, or else our great British Empire Army would lose face completely.

  Matthew Brigadier was lost in thought when he heard a car braking outside, and a noisy footsteps. Matthew was still puzzled when Liu Qi brought the doctor and Major Beck, along with several soldiers, walked in.

  Matthew stood up as soon as Beck came in and said, "Major Beck, you're here. Thank goodness, I've finally waited for you. The Legion Command's order has been received long ago, just waiting for your 'curry' to save my life."

  Liu Qi saw Major General Matthew being so polite to Major Beck, and thought it was because the supplies brought by Beck were too exciting for Matthew, and didn't think much of it.

  Major Beck's face looked ugly, nonsense, who would look good with a hand grenade tied to their side. Major Beck glanced at Liu Qi and replied "Yes, the curry has arrived. Enough for 20,000 people to eat for a year."

  Major Matthew couldn't help but feel delighted upon hearing that 20,000 people would be fed curry for a year. He loudly said to Baker, "Haha, this is great! Those Indian guys will now listen and work for us. Brother Baker, I'll report your merits to headquarters. You'll definitely be promoted at least one more level. You also need to put in a good word for me in front of the commander..."

  Beck listened to Matthew's increasingly absurd words and immediately interrupted, saying "General, General, these gentlemen have something to discuss with you." He pointed at Liu Qi.

  Matthew looked at Liu Qi in surprise and said "Oh? Sergeant, what's up?"

  "General, I'm Hans Andri, a Standartenführer in the SS. I've come to ask for your help with something."

  "Help out with what, what... you're a German..." Major Matthew hadn't fully reacted yet when he said this. His first reaction was to reach for the handgun placed on the table.

  The doctor rushed forward and kicked Matthew with a swift kick. Matthew was immediately thrown to the ground, clutching his groin with both hands, his mouth wide open as he panted heavily. Despite the doctor's small stature, his kick was quite ruthless and precise. For a long time, Matthew couldn't get up from the ground.

  Liu Qi didn't say anything, and directly went over to sit in the seat where General Matthew had been sitting earlier. He picked up General Matthew's 'Webley' revolver and started playing with it. While playing with it, he said to the doctor and Major Beck, "Hey, we are all civilized people. How can you treat a British general like this? You tell me, General." As Liu Qi spoke, he held the gun against General Matthew's head, gesturing with it.

  Major Matthew finally endured the severe pain, supported himself with the table and stood up with his legs tightly closed. The first thing he did after standing up was to stare at Major Beck and say "I didn't expect you to be a German spy, I really didn't expect it. So many of us didn't see through it, and the chief royal singer is actually a German spy. You're a heartless thing, I treated you so well, I even gave you so many things in Cairo... Waaahhh..." He started crying as he spoke.

  At that time, everyone in the house was stunned. No one had ever seen a lieutenant general over 50 cry in public before. For a moment, jaws dropped all over the floor.

  Major Beck awkwardly said to General Matthew, "No, no, it's not like that. General, please don't doubt my loyalty to the royal family. These gentlemen are people I met on the way, they said they had some private matters with you. I just brought them here." Major Beck was also trying to shift the responsibility away from himself, just like Matthew owed Liu Qi money, he was only responsible for pointing out the door to the creditor.

  Matthew slowly came to his senses and said to Liu Qi, "Alright, Colonel. You are now surrounded by our troops. There are 200,000 soldiers outside, you can't escape at all. However, I'm a hospitable person, and since you've come to see me on private matters, I don't want to make things difficult for you. So, let me go now. I guarantee that you won't be treated as prisoners. What do you say? Do you want to go home or something else? Just say it, and I'll ensure your safety."

  Liu Qi's nose almost crooked with anger. He thought to himself, "This old thing is really 'a donkey that won't fall off a bridge'." Still being stubborn even when someone has a knife to their throat. Thinking of this, Liu Qi picked up his revolver, opened the cartridge, and poured out the bullets. Finally, he picked up one bullet and loaded it into the chamber. He said to Matthew, "I came today with no other intention, first to see how General Matthew's body is doing. Just showing some concern as a friend."

  Major Matthew said, "Is there anyone who comes to stir up trouble as soon as they meet?"

  "Secondly, I saw a very interesting game. The game is called 'Russian Roulette'. As soon as I see Major Matthew, I don't dare to think about playing with Major Matthew." Liu Qi said again.

  "Russian Roulette" was a popular game during World War I, when Russian officers and soldiers who had lost battles during the day would drown their sorrows in drink at night, and "Russian Roulette" became the most exciting entertainment. Although many people died miserably under the gun, this thrilling and stimulating game became more and more popular in Russia, earning the reputation of "Russian Roulette". However, it also reflects the boldness and straightforwardness of the Russian character from another side.

  But for the British who cherish their lives, this thing is simply a barbarian's game. It's not a game that a proper gentleman would participate in. The generals of the British Empire may also be addicted to gambling, but that's at the bridge table, the racetrack, and the most bloody is just playing polo for wins and losses.

  "This game requires two people to play, you see, there's only one bullet in this gun. I'll point the gun at you and pull the trigger." Liu Qi said, raising the gun and sticking it directly into General Matthew's mouth. He slowly pulled the trigger. General Matthew almost fainted on the spot. He frantically waved his hand, signaling him to stop. But Liu Qi didn't listen, and directly pulled the trigger. With a loud "click", General Matthew was startled by the sound of the hammer falling, causing his body to flail wildly, with adrenaline surging through his veins, rendering him incoherent "%￥#*……" No one could understand what he was saying for half a day.

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  I have to go to my father-in-law's house at noon, so I got up early in the morning and rushed to get everything done. I'm exhausted to the point of vomiting blood, and I wonder, is it really necessary for women to do so many things? Also, please recommend and collect this post.