"Get in the car, get in the car!" The man in black drove the captives away with punches and kicks.

All 41 special forces reserves, including the instructor captain, were caught in the car and drove for nearly a day to an unknown place.

Their hoods were torn open, and they found themselves imprisoned in a confined chamber, the only exit locked by an iron door, and outside the door were sentries patrolling back and forth.

The recruits looked at themselves and at the people around them, they were so surprised and dazed that they looked at each other helplessly, and neither of them could speak.

"Where is this?" The mad dog ran to the iron gate, clenched his fist and pounded it on the ground.

"Where is this? It's hell! Hell awaits you! The sentry at the door poked his head behind the bars and sneered, still wearing a hood, obviously not wanting to be recognized.

At this time, the boss of the man in black happened to be passing by and heard the noisy voice, so he issued a new order, "Detain that instructor in solitary condition, plug his mouth, and shoot him tomorrow!" ”

"Yes!"

So the mad dog was surrounded by four people, in front and back, left and right, although he struggled, his hands were tied, and he was finally forcibly dragged away step by step, and there was an intermittent insult in the direction where he went, "Girl...... If you want to kill, do it......"

The rest of the people looked at each other, as if they had lost their backbone, and they didn't know what to do, and a trace of uneasiness spread in the narrow space, infiltrating the minds of the recruits.

Yuan Dafei, as the captain of the squad, is a formal special forces, and compared with other recruits, he behaves more calmly and maturely, he said calmly: "Everyone should stabilize their mentality, and in the most critical time, they must maintain a sober thinking ability." ”

Everyone nodded frequently, for the recruits, the first time they encountered this situation, they could not help but feel more or less uneasy in their hearts, and this uneasiness could only be eliminated through actual combat again and again.

Zhao Jie searched for his brother in the crowd, but never saw the familiar face, until he noticed a person lying in the corner, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Yang Fan!" ”

He leaned down and leaned close to the other party's ear and called loudly, but without the slightest reaction, he turned around and scanned the audience, hoping to get an answer, "Yang Fan, what's wrong with him!?" ”

The eyes of the others were attracted, and they all showed puzzled expressions, and shook their heads hesitantly, like Zhao Jie, they didn't know anything about what happened in the woods last night.

The atmosphere that had finally eased down became solemn again, and Yuan Dafei had to stand up again and comfort: "His breathing is smooth, he should just faint, you don't need to panic." ”

I don't know how long it took before one person broke the silence first and asked the doubts in everyone's mind, "Who are these people?" ”

So far, the men in black have wrapped themselves all over their bodies, showing no clues, and no one knows their identities, but they have attracted everyone's attention.

"Recently, the activities of mercenaries have been extremely rampant around the world, and it is very likely that this group of people has done it." Yuan Dafei said his inner guess.

"Why are they doing it to us?" Qian Pei stood up and secretly glanced at the guards outside from the iron bar.

"On the one hand, it is probably trying to extract information about special forces from our mouths. On the other hand, Long Yan's reserve soldiers were collectively captured, which is a good bargaining chip. ”

"They don't want to!" Zhu Tianli smashed his fist on the ground, gritting his teeth with hatred.

"That's right! They don't want to get even the slightest bit of information from us! Someone in the crowd chimed in.

Then the reservists stood up, and with their heads held high, they expressed their determination in words, swearing that they would never betray their country, even if they were punished with the most cruel punishment.

This is a good sign, not only to dispel the remaining hesitation in the hearts of these recruits, but also to make them realize their identity and mission in the current predicament.

Confidence, anticipation, and hope resurfaced on everyone's face, and the lifeless atmosphere was finally erased, and they could think normally and find a way to solve the current predicament.

Zhao Jie cleared his throat and said solemnly: "The most fundamental and important question is why the man in black found out the location of the camp, as if he had calculated and planned it a long time ago, and killed us by surprise. ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Yuan Dafei's body, waiting for a satisfactory and reasonable explanation, he frowned, and analyzed: "For our training route arrangement this time, it is completely confidential, and we have specially sent people to probe the surrounding security in advance, and it is impossible to expose it, as for why, ......"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a burst of laughter from the iron bar, and he couldn't stop laughing, and after a long time the man came out, and he said in a disdainful tone: "You so-called special forces, you are really stupid, stupid to the point of pitiful, hahahaha......"

"For the sake of their death tomorrow, let them die clearly." Another voice rang out outside the door.

"Then you all pricked up your ears and listened carefully, you have been betrayed by your own people! Idiot! They still stay together all day long, talking and laughing, and they don't know if they are stabbed in the back by others. ”

The two men laughed and walked away, leaving behind a group of people in the confinement chamber who were stunned by the news, which was like a bomb, shattering their minds and their minds going blank.

"Impossible! It is impossible to ......"

"They must be playing the lies we tell......"

"How can there be a mole between us......"

After the shock, everyone strongly resisted such a possibility, and no one wanted to admit that there was a traitor hiding by their side.

As time passed, such a kind of resistance began to slowly dissipate, fade, and finally disappear in suspicion and vigilance, and everyone's eyes were secretly observing, trying to see the two big words "traitor" from the other party's face.

"Where's Zhou Ling!?"

After Qian Pei's reminder, a person looked around, but to everyone's surprise, Zhou Ling was gone! He's not in the cell at all!

“1，2，3…… There are only 40 people in this room, except for the instructor who has just been dragged out, there is one less person, there is no doubt that it is less Zhou Ling! ”

"Could it be that he's the murderer?"

"Impossible......"

"How do you explain his disappearance......

The crowd was immediately divided into two factions, one group believed that Zhou Ling was the traitor behind the scenes, while the other group maintained a relatively neutral opinion, believing that it was not necessary to jump to conclusions until there was no evidence.

Everyone gave full play to their imagination and expressed their speculations and thoughts about Zhou Ling to their heart's content, which aroused the recognition and support of others, and gradually formed a unified conclusion - the traitor is Zhou Ling!

"No wonder he usually looks suspicious, and often puts on a high-minded appearance, it turns out that he is not one of our group at all!"

"And he's not so strong that he doesn't look like a recruit, but a soldier who has long been specially trained."

"You remember, he was ...... before we left"

This is a condemnation meeting, and even if the protagonist does not show up, it still causes public outrage.

Yang Fan felt that his whole body was sore, he opened his eyes in a daze, and the incandescent light above his head made him uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but close them again. The people around me were chattering about something, and they looked very excited.

He just lay peacefully on the edge of the corner, listening to the arguments of these special forces, until they began to doubt Zhou Ling, and used all kinds of ugly and fierce words to denounce and slander, he could no longer be calm, and his clenched fists were making a slight sound.

He endured the pain, rolled over and jumped up, and without saying a word, raised his foot and kicked directly at the person who said the cool words, causing him to roll to the ground and hit the wall on the side.

"Yang Fan! Do you want to die!? Zhang Guangshun on the ground said angrily.

"You bastards, Zhou Ling was shot, he died! You damn bunch are still suspicious of him! Yang Fan was shouting, shouting until his throat was hoarse, his whole body trembled because of excitement, and his eyes seemed to be bursting with flames.

No one spoke, and a dead silence once again hung over the chamber.

Yuan Dafei stood up, walked to Yang Fan's side, and said softly, "Yang Fan, you calm down first." ”

Zhao Jie also walked over and touched him with his shoulder, "Brother, let's sit down and talk slowly." ”

Yang Fan didn't sit down, he kept standing in place, and what lingered in his mind was that Zhou Ling was directly knocked on the back of the head by the man in black, and the figure that slowly fell, like a slow-motion replay, appeared over and over again, stinging his brain, making him suffer and hideous.

"Yang Fan, is what you said true?"

He didn't answer, he kept taking deep breaths, and after a long time, he said in a calm tone: "Yes, he was shot, and his body was seriously injured in the battle, and the man in black abandoned him on the mountain, because he couldn't survive because he estimated that he wouldn't survive......"

His words were very light and light, the scene was very quiet and quiet, and many people lowered their heads, as if in reflection, as if in repentance, and more likely in prayer.

Yang Fan walked back into the corner and slid to the ground against the wall, as if the punch just now had used up all his strength, and now his whole body was evacuated, unable to support his heavy limbs.

Yang Fan knew that if Zhou Ling didn't rush out to save himself in the end, then the other party would not be able to be ruthless to him, and he could live to this moment like himself.

But...... It's all over, and by the time he falls, maybe the matter has come to an end.

"Idiot!"

Since high school, idiocy has been Zhou Ling's mantra, he is always indifferent and far away from the crowd, but he has always stood at the pinnacle, and no one can surpass him. Yang Fan has many, many questions about that person, but now all the questions will no longer be answered.

"Idiot!"

It would be nice to be able to listen to it again.