Our men were all tied to trees and aimed at a group of people with sniper rifles. This team of people is obviously of high quality, and the equipment is uniform, even if the army marches at night, they are vigilantly observing the surroundings and never slackening.

However, they must not have imagined that the Grim Reaper was hiding in the tree and the scythe was already raised high. The sound of people rolling down one after another will fill the night of the rainforest.

Bang!

Bullets are fired continuously. The crisp sound is the sound of death.

When bullets come from all kinds of inexplicable places, even these veterans who are accustomed to life and death cannot maintain their composure.

The sound of sniper rifles comes and goes, and every bullet is never wasted, and once shot, it must take away a living soul.

It only took ten years for these veterans to collapse. They ran wildly, trying to escape the scythe scythe of death with their feeble legs. But the whole road was covered with the scythe of death, and they had nowhere to run. It's like running in the rain, no matter how fast you run, there is still wind and rain ahead.

The last veteran was a middle-aged man in his forties, running wildly, and not a single bullet found him. It's not that it's lucky, it's just that the sniper is not interested in this guy with the pot on his back.

Eventually, he couldn't run, so he fell to his knees and bowed to the attackers, who were still unclear, in an attempt to gain sympathy.

But I aimed my sniper rifle at him, and without hesitation, pulled the trigger, and muttered softly: "I'm sorry, this is war!" ”

I don't understand why he was running with a heavy iron cauldron on his back, but whatever the truth, he had to die.

The battle was a one-sided massacre, with our men unscathed and the enemy annihilated. The division ordered the troops to collect the bodies and bury them en masse to prevent them from being discovered.

The thirty prisoners, who witnessed this massacre, were naturally frightened. However, under the soothing words of the military advisor, their emotions quickly calmed down again. When they learned that they would not be sent to prison again, they were even more surprised and begged for our release.

Apparently they weren't going to do it. In order to avoid the risk, they can only be temporarily imprisoned until we take the prison.

There were fifty prisoners and escorts, and we had nearly a hundred, enough to disguise them all.

As for the original prisoners and the remaining fifty of us, they were temporarily under the command of the military division and stationed near Dingshan, and they had been dealt with in case of accidents.

On these escorts, we found not only relevant certificates, but also a detailed structural map of the prison. This discovery was nothing short of a surprise and instantly boosted our confidence and courage.

To be reasonable, to say that disguise enters the prison and fights for life and death. It looks unexpected, and it's a good idea. But in fact, we are blinded by the fact that we do not know the structure inside, let alone the configuration and details of the firepower.

It is extremely dangerous to enter rashly, and this detailed structural diagram fills this gap. We were so happy that we forgot our most basic vigilance. It is also because this map is so detailed, and even the number of people at each point and even the names and behavioral characteristics are explained, which gives us the illusion that we have the chance to win, and we will be paralyzed.

And in fact, we think of everything too beautifully. The stakes are so much greater than we think that most of us have almost died in this prison.

At about three o'clock in the morning, we escorted the "prisoners" to the gate of Dingshan Prison. We were heavily armed, and the so-called prisoners also hid guns, as long as the door was open to allow us to stand on our feet. Surprise fire would tear the unsuspecting guards apart, and most of us were already familiar with the structure of the entire prison, and even once inside, everyone's bunker was planned.

I thought to myself that I had made a very careful plan and had done everything that went wrong. But life is like this, and it doesn't matter how hard you work to determine the outcome.

The searchlights on the watchtowers of the prison had already spotted us, and the headlights on the three watchtowers were all hitting us, and the bright light prevented us from looking up. I took out my prepared ID and shook it towards the light source. Soon, with the sound of the machine turning, the iron door slowly opened.

Our group walked in slowly, in order to prevent accidental mutations, our guns were all safe, just for the fastest response. Originally, we were going to take advantage of the darkness of the night and the blind spot of the searchlights to carry out cover and the first round of strikes, first seize the gate post with the smallest number of people, and then use the gate post to rest for a while, use sniper rifles and explosives, strike quickly, occupy the highest point, first control the major pillboxes and machine gun holes on the periphery of the prison building, and then carry out blitzkrieg advance.

To this end, we even sent Jin Gui's communications team to cut off his communications while launching an attack. Not only the communication with the outside world, but also the communication between each other, should be cut off, so that they will become blind.

But as soon as we went to prison, we were blind. Dozens of searchlights came on in an instant, all hitting us, and I covered my eyes and looked down at the sentry in front of the door. In desperation, the two sentry posts had sufficient firepower and set up three heavy machine guns; And the muzzle, pointed at us.

Bang!

A bullet struck me at my feet, smashing the cement into a crater, and the hard cement turned the bullet into a ricochet, hitting an unlucky soldier in the thigh. He fell with a terrible cry, bleeding profusely.

"Lay down your arms and surrender!" A woman shouted at us over a megaphone, which I heard yesterday, the female warden.

We were all silent, and even Sun Wei, who had been through a hundred battles, seemed to have no idea. And in a few seconds of hesitation, the female warden repeated again and laid down her weapon. We did not let go, and the female warden saw this as a rebellion and immediately ordered her men to carry out the massacre.

I watched my brothers fall one by one, and there was an extra bullet in my eyebrows. When the fourth person died, Sun Wei raised his gun and knelt on the ground, shouting: "Surrender!" We surrender! ”

He is the supreme commander, even if I am the boss, in this operation. But the command was still given to him, after all, he was a professional army commander.

We threw away our weapons, and the prison guards handcuffed each of us with guns and took us down. I have thought about the outcome of this operation a lot, and I have even expected the bloody death of all of us, and I have expected it to be extremely tragic.

But I really didn't expect that in the end, I didn't even hit a single bullet and was captured by the whole army. As the chief, I was tied up to meet the female warden.

She sat on a chair in a smart military uniform and black boots, looking at me very majestically. I don't know if it's the clothes or the looks, I always feel that she is a little similar to Jiang Jing. Maybe it's because both of them are abstinent that I have this illusion.

She looked at me with indifference in her eyes. Then, take out a very thin cigarette and put it in your mouth. Her lips didn't have any lip gloss, but they were red and full.

As soon as she took a cigarette, a guard diligently lit it for her. She took a deep breath, and her entire face was enveloped in smoke.

The hand holding the cigarette waved at me. The guard behind me kicked me in the crook of the knee, and I fell to my knees in a flash.

This made me extremely angry, and I suddenly stood up again. But the guard seemed to be very experienced, and kicked me in the crook of the knee again. I tried to stand still, but the pain made me fall to my knees again.

I tried to struggle, but the guards held me down, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get up. To be honest, I felt humiliated and angry. But these negative emotions are of no use except to increase sadness.

She flicked the cigarette ash and said, "It's quite strong!" ”

I looked at her angrily and scolded, "Grass mud horse! Have the ability to kill Lao Tzu! ”

The corners of her mouth hooked, and she stood up, her boots stomping on the ground with a loud sound. After circling around me a few times, she suddenly grabbed me by the hair and burned my face with a scarlet cigarette butt.

The core temperature of the cigarette butt was about seven or eight hundred degrees, which was enough to burn my face. I felt an excruciating pain and wanted to howl, but as soon as I opened my mouth, a toe of my shoe came in. And he actually tried to slam my mouth, which made my mouth hurt very much.

I felt humiliated, I had never been insulted like this when I had grown so big. Those opponents of mine who used to kill or threaten, all of them used the most direct method to destroy me. But this time, this cruel woman is obviously different from her previous opponents. She wanted to completely defeat me mentally so that I could confess.

But although I am not very courageous, and I am not a hero, but I am very stubborn, and the more I am bullied like this, the more I can arouse my fighting spirit.

I gritted my teeth, it was the only weapon I could use. I was in a state of madness, completely losing my mind, just struggling to bite in. I didn't feel my teeth cutting through the leather, and I didn't feel the crunch of my foot bones being crushed.

In the end, I just heard the proud woman screaming and beating me frantically with her hands and feet, but I bit like a dog and didn't let go. The woman's beautiful face became extremely distorted because of the pain. The two extremes of anger and pain alternated in her eyes.

I even saw a feeling called helplessness, which was the feeling of powerlessness that was born when the bones of my feet were about to be bitten off. I suddenly felt very refreshed, spit out my bloody shoes, and yelled, "Lao Tzu bites you to death!" ”

I would have liked to pounce on it, with my newfound sharp weapon: teeth. Leave a scar on her face that will never go away. But suddenly his eyes were dark, the back of his head was in severe pain, and he was knocked unconscious.

When I woke up, I found myself in a damp dungeon, full of sewage and rats, filthy. And he was cold and thirsty, and he felt extremely hungry.

It was pitch black, and there was no light at all. This made me feel even more hopeless, and the double oppression of both physical and mental almost broke me.

This sense of isolation and loneliness, the illusion of being abandoned by the whole world, made me unbearable, and I frantically searched for an exit. But all around are solid stone walls, and there is not even an exit. In addition, I was so hungry that I fainted from hunger after a while.

When I woke up again, the despair struck again, and I looked for an exit again. But he still found nothing, and he was starved and fainted. When I woke up again, I finally understood the intention of the vicious woman, who was trying to starve me to death and let the fire of despair consume me completely.

Thinking of this, a fighting spirit suddenly burned in my heart, like a furnace fire that had been suffocating for a long time, and it was ignited with a bang. Want to kill me with this kind of? No way! In order to survive, I picked up the sewage and drank it in one gulp. In order not to starve to death, I looked for rats and ate them raw.

In this way, I used sewage and rats to survive, maintaining my strength and looking for an exit. I have lost my sense of time, and I don't know the years. The painful days always felt extremely slow, but after only a few days, I felt as hard as I had been for years.

Fortunately, I had a hard training experience on Alcatraz and didn't break down. After getting used to the initial hardships, I started counting the days by the number of rats I ate. For every three times the rat is eaten, it is counted as a day. However, within a few days, I ate all the mice, and I swallowed all the newborn mice.

And I still couldn't find the exit, and after countless searches and tapping, all I got was a hard response from the slate. After the third day, I finally ate the last mouse and drank the last mouthful of sewage. In other words, I have lost all hope and can only starve to death in this dimly lit cell.

I've fantasized about my death countless times, and I think most of us have thought about it too, but in the end, I ended my life in this way. I'm not reconciled!

But what if you are unwilling? After all, it's going to die! I lay on the ground and waited for death in this most energy-efficient way.

Just as I was dying, a light shone in, and I felt very warm and real. I have heard the old people say that when people die, they will see the light, follow the light, don't get lost, and they can enter bliss.

But I didn't enter Bliss, let alone keep up with the light, maybe I was too stupid. The real reason, of course, is that there is a fat face blocking this light. He giggled and pinched my face.

"Want to get out?" He asked me.

I don't have the strength to answer, and even if I had, I wouldn't ignore him, isn't that nonsense?

"Do me an errand and I'll get you out." The fat man said with a smile. I don't have a crush on fat people, especially fat people who always like to laugh, with big noses and laugh like clowns.

"Talk?" He patted his face and said, "Dumb." ”

I looked at him and cursed in my heart, if I have the strength to speak, the first thing I will do is to kick your fat face and spit again.

"What? Don't want to? The fat man was a little unhappy and said, "You say a request, and I will agree to you." ”

I opened my mouth and tried my best, I really had a request, and this demand drove me strongly, so that my tongue, which had long been out of strength, moved again.

I said, "I want to eat steamed buns!" ”