Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1593 - 1594: Betrayal
Previously on Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife...
A groan escaped Zhao Ming, and a surge of elation coursed through Qi Taiguo; he was still alive.
"Zhao Ming? Zhao Ming." Qi Taiguo affectionately patted Zhao Ming’s cheek while swiftly assessing his injuries, fervently hoping against a fatal blow.
Blood stained his left shoulder, indicating a gunshot wound. Since Cheng Ning had been shielding him but couldn’t offer complete protection, a shoulder injury was as fortunate as a divine blessing.
"Old Gao, he requires immediate medical attention. We must get him to the hospital at once," Qi Taiguo stated, not looking up. "Take Cheng Ning and depart without delay."
Every soldier, irrespective of their condition or location, must be evacuated; this was an established rule.
As he moved to lift Zhao Ming, Qi Taiguo realized there was no response from Gao Linbing. He couldn't help but glance up, and at that moment, Qi Taiguo's expression shifted dramatically.
Upon joining the military, they had taken an oath of allegiance to the country, the party, and the people.
A soldier’s firearm should never be directed at his comrades, barring the most extreme circumstances.
Yet, what was Gao Linbing doing?
"Old Gao?" Qi Taiguo stared at Gao Linbing, utterly stunned, as if struck by lightning.
He and Gao Linbing had trained side-by-side, undertaken dangerous missions together, and faced imminent death, even rising to the rank of deputy battalion commander. Their camaraderie was unbreakable, far exceeding mere brotherhood.
And now, the cold, dark muzzle of a gun, held by this very brother, was aimed squarely at him.
The gun barrel, stark and black, felt like an icy dagger piercing Qi Taiguo’s heart, dripping with unspoken menace.
"Stand up." Gao Linbing appeared transformed, his gaze chillingly devoid of emotion, all traces of their recent camaraderie vanished.
How could a person exhibit such opposing extremes, becoming an entirely different individual? This was not the Gao Linbing he had known.
Suppressing the shock that threatened to overwhelm him, Qi Taiguo slowly rose to his feet, met Gao Linbing’s gaze, and calmly inquired, "Why?"
Why the gun pointed at me? Has he betrayed us?
Or could it be...
A fleeting suspicion crossed Qi Taiguo’s mind, but he quickly dismissed it, deeming it utterly impossible!
Memories of their shared past, like scenes from a film, flooded his thoughts – countless moments testifying to their genuine friendship and unwavering support, with Gao Linbing even bailing him out of difficult situations.
But then, what was happening now?
Gao Linbing shifted his stance slightly, his eyes fixed on Qi Taiguo, barking, "Raise your hands."
Qi Taiguo’s hand instinctively moved towards his waist, but upon hearing the command, he raised his arms, his mind desperately strategizing how to neutralize the threat.
"Old Gao, if you’re facing trouble, report it to the organization. They won’t dismiss it, and neither will I. I’ll help in any way I can," Qi Taiguo asserted. "Because we are brothers!"
Gao Linbing let out a hollow laugh. "Brothers, you say? After I kill him, can you help me flee across the border?"
He gestured with his chin towards Zhao Ming.
Qi Taiguo's expression faltered slightly.
"You can't, can you?" Gao Linbing pressed.
"Are you an enemy spy?" Qi Taiguo abandoned any pretense of camaraderie, his gaze hardening into a cold stare.
Gao Linbing replied impassively, "You've figured it out, so why prolong this? Stop wasting time and ask him for the list' the list."
"Why? You're one of us!" Qi Taiguo retorted sharply. "Were the perils we faced together all a sham? Are you hiding something?"
"I am Japanese," Gao Linbing stated bluntly. "The real Gao Linbing died a long time ago."
Qi Taiguo stood frozen in shock.