Captain Ding seemed not to have heard anything and ordered the soldiers escorting the prisoners: "Take these two people out and kill them. Remember to bury the bodies deeper."
"Yes." The soldiers who ordered him to bring the soldiers who were about to be executed said in unison.
The enemy scout, who was alive and kicking a minute ago and was preparing to escape with his skills, was now as limp as a giant squid on the sea. He turned around and ran away, but after taking a few steps, he was caught by soldiers guarding outside the interrogation cubicle.
, escorted back to the starting point.
The hours of hard work he had spent on breaking the ropes brought him an unparalleled stimulating experience in the ups and downs of this minute. The exhaustion caused by the excessive secretion of adrenaline hormones and the accumulation of lactic acid in the muscles made him feel no more tired for a while.
The power of resistance. Coupled with the various performances of the group of people in front of him, they were not passing escorts or strong men who gathered together as he had guessed. A set of well-organized and meticulous combination punches made him give up the idea of confronting them.
This chapter has been completed!