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Chapter 847: The Destruction of the Siberian Camp

Deng Deng Deng.

Seeing a pair of feet approaching, the captain's face showed a trace of uncontrollable panic, and his body was shaking slightly. This was the first time since he joined the Alpha Special Forces Commando that he felt what fear felt like. This sudden killing

The Chinese people who came over were so powerful that for the first time he knew what despair was.

Da da da.

Puff.

Flowers of blood splashed.

call.

boom.

puff.

Blood spattered, and the guy tilted his head, opened his mouth, and blood spurted out mixed with his teeth.

"ah."

Both hands and feet were shot through by bullets. The huge pain made him couldn't help but scream. His face was full of deathly gray. There was no chance, not even the slightest chance of suicide. He was directly killed.

Wasted.

Deng Deng Deng.

He Zhenzhong walked over, kicked the guy aside with a bang, and came to the execution rack. He looked at the squad leader who was covered in blood, dying and not looking human at all, and then looked at the three people next to him.

A Chinese soldier who was tortured to death, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Swish, swish

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