Almost all the members of our combat formation lost consciousness in a very short period of time, and it can be said that this is simply a great shame for the identity of our special combat members, and we have not even had time to see the shadow of the enemy, one by one we have lost consciousness and passed out.

By the time we woke up again, we had been tied up by the five flowers, one by one like a flock of sheep, surrounded by a circle of barbed wire, and a few people with AKs stood outside.

I looked outside, then moved my body with difficulty, woke up the team member next to me, and then glanced at him and motioned for him to look. When he opened his eyes dimly just now, his eyes suddenly widened.

"What's the situation!" As a special combat member, he still has the basic qualities, although he was surprised and surprised, but he didn't shout out loudly directly, but with a very surprised tone, he lowered his voice and said to me.

"I think it's our plan of action that was exposed, we were ambushed by the enemy, and now we're all prisoners." I leaned my back against the team member, looking around carefully and whispering to him.

"The action plan is exposed? How can it be! Damn it! Which grandson is it! When the team member heard me say this, he scolded while calling it impossible.

"Okay, save effort, let's figure out how to get out, labor and management don't want to stay here as a prisoner!" One of the team members next to him heard our conversation and opened his mouth in a low voice.

After that, we all shut up, indeed, instead of continuing to complain here, it is better to take the time to look around and wait for the opportunity to run out.

However, while our twenty-four team members and two instructors were observing the surrounding terrain and the arrangement of the guards, a man suddenly came out of a makeshift tent not far from the barbed wire fence around us.

"Damn, I was tired of labor last night, come, let me see what kind of stuff they are!" Before the man could come out of the tent, the shouting and scolding had already reached our ears. Let's take a closer look, this guy, with a sturdy figure, wearing a Penny hat, all over his body, basically fully armed, at first glance is a person who has been a soldier, judging from the temperament he exudes, he is definitely not an ordinary soldier, at the very least, he must be a special combat officer or special forces of the same level as us. However, the most obvious mark has to be the scar on his face, which is pulled from the left eyebrow to the corner of his mouth, crawling on his face like a long centipede, which looks shocking.

As he spoke, the man with the scar walked over to us, and then his two hands with combat gloves grabbed directly at the barbed wire that surrounded us.

"Who among you is in charge?" The man with the scar looked at each of us through the barbed wire fence and asked.

For his question, none of the twenty-six of us paid attention to him, but all glared at him with their eyes, if the eyes could kill, I have reason to believe that at this moment, the man with the scar had already been executed by us with his eyes.

"Oh, I'll you! it! Could it be that the labor and management spent most of the night to catch a group of mutes? The man with the scar touched the scar on his face as he spoke, and then instructed the two men beside him: "Go, catch one for the laborer and ask for it!" ”

After the scar man's order, two of his men obediently opened the door of the barbed wire fence that surrounded us, and were about to enter, and the rest of them raised their guns almost simultaneously and pointed at the door.

"Let them go! I'm their commander! "Just as the two scarred men's men were about to arrest someone, our instructor shouted.

"Oops! What a backbone! That is fine, and labor will fulfill you! As if surprised to hear the voice of our instructor, the man with the scar seemed to be suddenly interested, and then ordered the two men, "Okay, you two take him out!" ”

Under the gaze of our remaining 25 special operators, our instructor was lifted out by two of the Scarred Man's men, and then thrown in front of the Scarred Man.

"You're their commander?" The man with the scar seemed to be very interested in our instructor, and even squatted down, pinched our instructor's chin with one hand, looked left and right, and then said.

Our instructor twisted his head and shook off the scarred man's hand, and then didn't speak, then glared at him.

"Hahahaha, labor and management have long heard that Chinese soldiers are not afraid of death, but labor and management believe that under my grizzly bear, there is no mouth that cannot be pried!" The man with the scar stood up as he spoke, waving his hand at the men around him. Seeing this, the subordinates around them also looked very excited and began to cheer.

"Tell me! What troops are you! Who is your commander-in-chief? When the cheers ended, the man with the scar crouched down again, pinched our instructor's chin again, and suddenly changed the mocking expression just now, to a fierce look, and said viciously to our instructor.

"Phew!" Our instructor looked at the scarred man's face, and then spat hard at the scarred man.

"Hahahaha, labor and management know, labor and management know! The bones of Chinese soldiers are very hard, but I am more curious about whether it is the hard axe of labor and management, or your special hard bones! "Being spit out like this by our instructor, the man with the scar didn't laugh angrily, but in the laughter, every one of us could hear that it was all killing intent!

Immediately, the scarred man waved his hand, and the two scarred men's men immediately picked up our instructor and walked towards a wooden stake.

I watched as the two men with the scars carried my instructor up for a distance of about seven or eight meters, and then kicked our instructor in the knee, and our instructor was bent on his knees and fell down, right with his back to us. The scarred man, carrying a long-handled axe, began to walk towards the stake where our instructor was kneeling.

Along the way, the long-handled axe dragged on the ground, leaving a long trail, and the only thing we had left on the team could do was watch, and nothing else could be done.

"Give you one more chance! Tell me! What troops are you! Who is your commander-in-chief? The scar man asked, holding an axe and tilting his head to look at our instructor.

"Labor and management are the Chinese people's armed police force! The commander-in-chief of labor and management is the Central Military Commission! Our instructor replied loudly, but it seemed to anger the scarred man!

"Groove! You don't cry when you don't see the coffin! Put his hand on it! The man with the scar suddenly became furious, and ordered the two men beside him.

The two men with the scar immediately untied our instructor's rope and pressed him down on his right hand on the stake.

"Brother, think about it, if I go down with this axe, you won't be able to play with guns in your life! Tell me! What troops are you! Who is your commander-in-chief? The scarred man continued to ask, his tone full of threat.

"Good! Then labor and management will tell you again! Labor and management are the Chinese people's armed police force! The commander-in-chief of labor and management is the Central Military Commission! However, before our instructor could finish his words, the scarred man cut it down with an axe.

"Knock-" "Ah-" There was a crisp sound, followed by the wails of our instructors, and the rest of our team members all struggled, calling out our instructors' names and shouting.

"Shut your mouth up for me! Sit back! "Bang! Bang! Bang! "The men of the scarred men who were guarding us pushed us backwards and fired several shots at the ground, forcing us to retreat.

"You're all listening to me! It's best to be honest with me, and if I ask anything, you will answer me with a special answer! Otherwise! This is what happened to you! The man with the scar kicked our instructor over and shouted at us.

"Ahh

"Tell me! What troops are you! Who is your commander-in-chief? The scarred man asked aloud again as he faced us.

"We are the Chinese People's Armed Police Force! Our commander-in-chief is the Central Military Commission! The remaining two dozen or so of our team members replied loudly without thinking about it.

"Groove! Labor-management, you are looking for death! "The man with the scar said as he snatched the AK from the hands of his men next to him and shot at us." Ahh

"Bang! Bang bang! After three consecutive gunshots, the shouting of our instructor came to an abrupt end, and the man with the scar who fell to the ground stretched out a hand, and then pushed our instructor away, and we clearly saw that there were three more blooming blood flowers on our instructor's chest.

"Instructor! Teacher! Teacher! ”

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