"The last possibility, if you remember correctly, the man yesterday was very familiar with the American officer here. Maybe he entered this mission space more than once, and then he may be an old acquaintance of the American officer. So it's very
Maybe he used this relationship to trap us here!"
The Japanese paused after finishing speaking: "If this is really the case, we can only kill each other. Whoever killed more yesterday may be able to survive after the mission is over, because none of us can get out!"
After the Japanese finished speaking, all the eyes of the group of people fell on the white man who just said that he had killed several Iraqis yesterday. Their eyes were full of naked murderous intent. If what the Japanese said was true, kill this white man.
If you do this, you can inherit the number of kills from this white man. In this case, you may be able to survive. After all, this white man has killed several 3, 4 or 9, who knows?
The white man who was stared at by a group of people swallowed hard and took a few steps back unconsciously. The eyes of the original "teammates" beside him were also full of evil, as if they were about to eat him at any time.
He just wanted to slap himself. Why did he talk so bad just now? Did he kill a lot of people? Is there anything worth showing off?
At this time, another white man stood up and gave the Japanese who had just spoken a hard look: "I know what you are thinking, but I feel that if any of you kills him, you will not be able to survive. Don't forget that you are now
We are in an American military camp. If you kill him, do you think the American soldiers at the door will let you live?"
"In the worst case, I will go to the military court. Anyway, after the mission is over, I can return to the killing field. Hehehe, as long as I can survive, who cares, this is a three-star mission, 1.5 million US dollars, hehehe!" A
The black man pushed the white man in front of him away, and while speaking, he was ready to take action.
"Oh, that's what you said. After killing someone, you may be sent to a military court and will not be shot immediately. Thank you for reminding me. I didn't think of this. But now if you kill him, someone else will kill him again.
And you!"
The Japanese who had just sorted out various possibilities said something again. The black man who was eager to give it a try immediately stopped and looked at the rest of the people behind him.
What this yellow man said seems to make sense. If he kills this white man, he might be able to survive. He can kill this white man, but besides that, there are thirty-seven people in the room, and everyone wants to live.
, I may be the next target.
"I think maybe this is someone's strategy. Maybe that person is Chinese. The Chinese are the best at using strategies. He just wants us to kill each other! This is called a fight between shells and turtles, and the fishermen get the benefits."
When the Japanese saw that everyone in the room was wary of each other, no longer noisy and ready to take action, they stood up again.
"Then what do you think we should do?" After hearing what the Japanese said, the white and black people felt that it made sense and looked over involuntarily. The Japanese might have some brains and might be able to come up with some ideas.
The Japanese noticed that everyone was looking at him, and after thinking about it for a while, he slowly said: "I think the most important thing for us now is not to fight each other, but to find a way to escape. I
I think if it is really the third possibility, that person will not let us leave the military camp until the mission is over. We need to find a way to leave the military camp on our own to complete the mission!"
"What happens after we leave the base?" a Korean suddenly said.
The Japanese turned his head and glanced at the Korean stick behind him, grinning: "After leaving, you will have to rely on your own ability. Who can survive depends on your own performance!"
After listening to this, a group of people nodded in unison. Instead of staying here and killing each other, finding a way to escape is what they should be thinking about now. A black man stuck his head out of the tent, looked outside, and then retracted: "
No, there is a patrol outside, and there are two soldiers standing guard at the door, and we have no weapons, how can we escape?"
The Japanese closed their eyes and stopped talking. The remaining people started to talk. A white man frowned and hugged his belly and suddenly shouted: "Damn, my belly, Shete, someone is coming, someone is coming quickly."
ah!"
Hearing someone shouting, two American soldiers guarding the gate came in again and looked at the white people in front of them impatiently: "What happened again? I don't want you to calm down!"
"Two sirs, I have a stomachache now. It hurts very much. I think I need to go to the infirmary!" The white man said, pretending to have unbearable abdominal pain, and there was a faint sweat on his forehead.
Come on, it looks like you are really sick.
After the American soldier saw it, he was stunned for a moment, walked up to him, looked at him for a while, and then the two discussed in a low voice: "Hey, can you walk by yourself?"
Hearing the American soldier's question, the white man was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted, panting heavily, and nodded with some difficulty: "It's okay, I can go!"
"In that case, come with me and I will take you to the doctor!" After saying that, he put his weapon on his back, then stretched out his hand to hold the "sick" white man, and walked slowly out.
After the white man stood up, he blinked at the people behind him, and then limped out with an American soldier. He was already thinking about how to escape from here.
After seeing the white man being taken out, the rest of the people immediately realized that this guy was pretending to be sick and then looking for opportunities to escape. Everyone couldn't help but want to curse, why didn't they think of such a good way?
However, it is obvious that this method has been used before, and it is impossible to use it a second time in a short time. Everyone returned to their positions and began to think about how to escape from here.
In the middle of the night, at twelve o'clock, in the host's tent, two black men stood up secretly. Using their natural physical advantages, they slowly reached the entrance of the tent. There were no American troops standing guard at the door. After all, John was just letting these American troops
Keep an eye on them, John didn't expect these people to dare to escape from prison.
After the black man walked out of the house, he took off his clothes and took advantage of his skin color attributes to slowly and bit by bit touch towards the door of the military camp. Both of them were soldiers and had pretty good skills.
Yes, and the US military did not have much defense inside the military camp. After bypassing several guard towers, the two black men successfully escaped.
The two black men did not notice that after they left, there was another black man following them, falling far behind them, and then followed their path and chased them: "These two guys,
You were lucky yesterday, but you still want to run today!"
This night, the U.S. military camp was not peaceful. People kept sneaking out of the tents and then sneaking out of the U.S. military camp, which was not strictly guarded.
Give it to 361 League, there are still eight chapters missing.
