The closer I got to the square, the more soldiers there were, and the constant whizzing of military vehicles with machine guns on board them, black smoke coming from behind their buttocks, and the smell of gasoline in the air.

Not far ahead, there were a dozen men standing on the side of the road, obviously different from the rebels around them, they were all dressed in desert camouflage, Kevlar helmets on their heads, well-armed and burly, and they were not at all on the same level as the rebels with AKs and turbans.

Everyone had oil paint on their faces, a lot of them were wearing sunglasses, and I didn't see who they were, but the guy in the lead was waving at us, and it looked like they were acquaintances.

When we got closer, we realized that it was the jungle warriors led by Eric, they were just like us, but they came to show their faces after the battle, and when they attacked the city, they were the first to break through the city in the southeast corner, faster than the captain.

"Hey, you're finally here, I've been waiting for half an hour." Eric came over to greet us.

"What are we waiting for? Is there something wrong? The captain asked curiously.

"I'm here to witness the fall of the hand of God, Clay, that bastard, pull me over and let me punch him twice first." Eric looked geared up.

"You're here to see our jokes!" I rolled my eyes, this thing is very well informed, we have never told anyone about the ambush plan to infiltrate the city.

"What do you mean? Have you failed? Eric had a look of surprise on his face in disbelief.

"Maybe God can't bear this hand!" I stepped forward and sighed, patted Eric on the shoulder, and then hooked my fingers and squeezed his shoulder, and Eric howled in pain, shook his shoulder and shook my hand away.

"But Clay's fate, we're going to decide!" I sneered without looking back.

"No, how did they escape?" Eric caught up and asked, rubbing his shoulders.

"In contrast, I would like to know who told you this?" The captain asked.

"That's my guess, it's not that hard!" Eric looked like he knew us very well, and said: "When I was marching, I found that you lacked a combat team, I think with your style, you will definitely not let Clay go, since you know his location, how can there be any reason not to act, but I didn't expect that guy to slip out from under your noses, it's really amazing." ”

"Just two more days to live, God may forgive him, but we won't, all we have to do is send him to God, including his men!" Pandora, who had been silent, suddenly said with an expressionless face, her tone full of murderous intent.

As soon as she spoke, Eric shut up at the time, he didn't even dare to let out a fart, he and a few of us could joke casually, but Pandora was not someone who could talk, and that cold face made people shy away.

We and the Jungle Warriors met and walked together towards the central square, and the others were unfamiliar with us, so they followed silently and did not say a word.

"Is there only so many of your men left?" I glanced at the other soldiers, and there were dozens of them in total, and there were dozens of jungle warriors sent to Libya to fight.

"No, the second squad is across from us!" Eric didn't have the heart to joke about this anymore, and his face was sad with a touch of sadness.

"After this battle, we also suffered heavy losses, more than a dozen brothers were killed, and more than 20 people were seriously injured, two of whom were afraid that they would not be able to see the sun tomorrow." Eric sighed.

"The wounded are all gone?" I didn't see anyone hanging out of the lottery among the people who followed.

"Yes, sent to the rebels' field hospital outside the city, where the doctor is good!" Eric smiled bitterly, and anyone could see the sadness in that smile.

"Did you see Carl and Barbie?" I don't want to dwell on this topic, no one understands what it's like to see my comrades die in front of me.

"It should be at the command, they are with the rebel commander!" Eric said that since the last attack on the Command, Icewolf had been the Command's guard, and that the Rebel Commander had wanted to invite us, but the Captain refused.

When we arrived at the square, we saw a large number of prisoners of war being escorted to the square by the rebels, most of them wounded, dragged together by the rebel soldiers.

There were at least 200 people in the dark, and I sat on the garbage bin on the side of the road, holding a sniper rifle and watching the busy soldiers with interest.

The rebels who were escorting the prisoners of war were constantly converging in the square, and not far away I saw the warriors of the Icewolf, and Isaria's little girl was among them, and there were several rebel commanders who were pointing and not knowing what to say, and laughing from time to time.

"What are they doing here?" Seeing more and more prisoners of war being brought in, I knew there must be nothing good.

"Do you need to ask? Massacre of prisoners of war! The revolver crouched on the side and pouted.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in African battlefields, and I guessed it, but I really have no interest in watching the killing of unarmed soldiers, I don't have any patience, and I don't have sympathy, I just wonder if one day, we will also end up in this fate.

In fact, there was no miracle, when all the prisoners of war were escorted to the center of the square, the surrounding rebels set up more than a dozen machine guns, this scene reminded me of the sins done by the Japanese devils in Nanjing, and I felt a sense of annoyance for no reason.

He got up and walked to the revolver with an interested look on his neck, reached out and snatched the cigar from his mouth, and then lay on the grass by the side of the road, looking at the sky, one hand resting behind his head, cigar in his mouth, waiting for the moment when the gun rang out.

A moment later, the square rang out with the sound of gunshots, and the prisoners of war kneeling on the ground fell in pieces like wheat, and the bullets rained through the crowd, blood splattered, corpses were everywhere, flesh and blood flew everywhere, there were no screams, no wailing, only mountains of corpses, rivers of blood.

As the gunfire stopped, the smell of blood came to my face, and the pungent smell even made me, who was used to seeing such scenes, gause, and my face was very ugly.

"Wow, this scene is really exciting!" A group of people watching the excitement applauded, and I looked around, and the only people who didn't like this scene were me, only the expressionless Pandora, and even Heidi stared at it with a curious expression.

"Is it that cool? Grass, a bunch of butchers! I got up and kicked the monkey standing in front of me, and then walked towards the rebel commander with a cold face.

"Oh, look!" The kind" assassin can't stand it anymore, haha......! Behind him came a mocking laugh of monkeys.

"You guys come along, don't let him be stupid!" The captain said coldly in the back, no need for him to say, monkey, the striker and a few of them have already chased after me, for fear that my head will cramp, and go up and surprise the rebel commander of the group of dogs, the day.

Actually, I didn't do anything, I just didn't want to stay in this place, and the smell brought me not excitement, but depression, and instead of watching them kill people here, we should go and track down Clay's whereabouts, and that's what we should do.