Chapter 227: The Yellow Sparrow is behind

Martin looked intently and found that in a clearing in front of him, not far away, there were several figures over there. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the damn order, everyone hid themselves, hiding behind the grass and trees, and quietly watching over there.

It was too far away for Martin to see clearly, only a few people could be seen, but he couldn't count the number of people. However, he noticed the damn guy, the guy who had taken out a night vision device out of nowhere, which he wore on his head and stared into the distance.

Then, the damn guy began to observe, lying on the ground and taking a closer look over there, from far to near.

Suddenly, the damn guy must have finished observing, and as soon as he grabbed the collar of Martin's clothes, he stared at him viciously.

"Why are there only eight people, and where are the other three? Are you lying to me? ”

Martin was stunned, he was a little puzzled, why a few people were missing, could it be that something was new. Perhaps, these eight people are not in the 15080703 class, they are in other classes, which can explain why the number is wrong.

But soon, Martin realizes that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Because, he saw this place clearly, it was the place where the previous class camped, and he was still on duty here just before he lost consciousness.

In other words, after his disappearance, the whole class did not move, stayed here all the time, did not go anywhere else to look for him, they gave up on him, and did not have the intention of organizing a rescue at all.

Realizing this, Martin was immediately furious, his original guilt was gone, and he now just wanted these guys to taste what it was like to be imprisoned.

"Why three less? Are you lying? ”

Martin was woken up by the damn thing, and he looked at him with a fierce face, and his heart was spinning rapidly, thinking of a way to get out.

"I know they're asking for help from Command, and we can't get in touch with the rear, so we have to walk to Headquarters. They must have gone there, they must have gone there, I'm not lying. ”

Martin suddenly thought of something, and with a surprised smile on his face, he quickly explained to the damn guy. But when I explained, I couldn't help but think in my heart, they couldn't find it, did they really go to the headquarters for help.

A faint doubt rose in Martin's heart, if that was the case, how would he face them.

Half-convinced, the damn guy stared at Martin until he saw that Martin didn't dodge in the slightest and he let him go.

Eight people, three can't be found, it's hard to determine if it's here, and after hesitation, the damn guy decided to give it a try.

There are only seven people on his side, and three of them are not there, and Martin's words are just one-on-one, so the odds of winning are much greater.

"Mr. Martin, I'm sure you'll make the right choice, otherwise, unless they can find the serum to save you in six hours, oh, there's no more than six hours now. Ha ha. ”

The damn guy smiled like a demon, he knew what Martin cared about most, and sure enough, the hesitation on Martin's face disappeared, and only the madness that was cornered was left.

"Before you act, let's make another confirmation."

The damn guy was not at ease, and at such a distance, he ordered to lurk for a distance, and then reconnoiter the target before proceeding to the operation.

Martin watched the terrorists, who acted like special forces, agile and unrecognizable, especially the damned fellow, who spoke French so well and was familiar with the place.

Martin suddenly felt a trace of suspicion, if, if all this is fake, it is all a trap designed by the instructors, the purpose, the purpose is to eliminate, elimination, to eliminate.

When I thought about it like this, I suddenly felt that what had happened before was too strange, who would have imagined that France, which is so safe, would have hidden terrorists here in southern France, and it was really hard to imagine if you didn't see it with your own eyes.

However, did you really see it with your own eyes, no, all I saw was people wearing terrorist clothes, speaking terrorist language, and holding terrorist weapons.

They didn't kill like terrorists, at best they killed a rat and beat him up. However, this alone can be used to conclude that they are terrorists.

It's hard, so it's quite possible that this is the instructor's conspiracy, a trap for the elimination of the boot battalion, just to scare these fools and make them believe without hesitation.

Martin was suddenly a little sad, he didn't know which one to believe. However, there should be many stupid people like him.

Martin sensed that someone was looking at him, he looked up in a daze, and when he saw the damn thing, he flashed a strange smile at himself, and that smile was not the usual one from the previous demons, but like the other people, the demonic instructors.

To this day, Martin didn't know what to do, so he could only move mechanically, like a lifeless zombie.

The damn guy should have sensed that something was wrong with him, but he just didn't say it, Martin guessed, he must be laughing at himself, and he knew he guessed the truth.

What a stupid person, who has been led by the nose by others, has been living in the trap set by others, and I don't know it.

…… (To be continued.) )