The rise of special forces from the boot camp

Chapter 202 Sealing the Throat with a Knife!

After a while, the military vehicle stopped at the entrance of the village, and then a group of people stepped out of the vehicle and stood in three rows in a neat manner, waiting for the officer to speak.

There were about thirty people in this group, and it was a full arrangement, led by a middle-aged man in his early thirties.

"Take the squad as the unit, search the village, and don't miss any corner." The middle-aged man ordered with a rifle in his hand, "load all the bullets, and you can shoot directly when you find the target."

"Yes!" Everyone responded.

"Action!" The middle-aged man waved his hand, and everyone automatically divided into three groups and walked into the village, while he himself stood beside the military vehicle, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

The sun is shining today, the breeze is not dry, it is a great sunny day, and it is noon, which is the warmest time of the day, so people in the village gather in twos and threes to bask in the sun and chat.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the people in this village are all older and have a lower labor force, commonly known as empty nesters. The young and middle-aged people in the village basically go out to beg for a living.

After these old people heard the movement, they looked back subconsciously, and when they saw the group of soldiers, their faces were pulled down, and some even showed disgusted expressions on their faces.

After seeing the old man, these soldiers stepped up and asked in the local language, "Are there any strangers in our village?"

"I don't know." The old man in the village replied, turning his face away, ignoring the soldiers.

"If there is, you must tell us that those people are terrorists and are very dangerous." After finishing speaking, the squad leader who led the team paused and said, "If you provide useful information, you will be rewarded with a thousand knives."

"I haven't seen it." An old man replied again, "Go and find it yourself, don't delay our conversation."

The squad leader who led the team froze for a moment, waved his big hand and said, "Search! Search from house to house!"

"Yes!" The soldier replied, and in groups of three, they turned around and entered the homestay.

These old people glanced back at the soldiers and continued to chat, not caring about the soldiers who entered their homes, because the homes were poor and there were no valuable items at all.

After a while, the soldiers came out and shook their heads at the squad leader, indicating that there was nothing unusual.

"Continue to search!" The squad leader replied and led the team forward.

"Pooh!"

Seeing the soldiers leave, the old people spit and cursed, "F*ck, there's no fucking good thing!"

"With one less soldier, there won't be so many wars." An old man shook his head and commented.

"We don't know what can get better in our days."

"What a plea! Fighting for power and profit all day long, no one cares about our lives."

"……………………"

The duty of a soldier is to defend the country. Logically speaking, it is very respected, but the people in the Triangle area hate soldiers. This is a manifestation of unpopularity and the root cause of this place's backwardness.

In contrast, you will find how happy and beautiful living in China is.

In fact, what these people don't know is that there are people in this world who are living in more dire straits than they are, facing death all the time. Those areas are called war-torn areas, and that is the real hell on earth.

Those who have really understood it will find a truth, it is better to be in the fucking bastard's Z mansion than to have no Z mansion!

As time passed, these soldiers gradually approached the courtyard where Wang Chen and the others were. At this moment, Wang Chen, Michelin and the others were still asleep and did not wake up.

"Bang bang bang!"

After a while, three soldiers came to the courtyard where Wang Chen and the others were, patted on the dilapidated wooden door, and shouted loudly in the local language, "Is anyone there?"

"thump!"

Wang Chen, who was sleeping soundly in the room, stood up when he heard the sound, subconsciously raised the rifle in his hand, and looked out through the crack of the door, while Michelin, Lan Qingning and others also woke up from their sleep Come on, be alert.

"Who?" Michelin asked Wang Chen softly.

"Damn it! The opponent's soldiers are chasing us!" Wang Chen replied quickly, "Get ready and start fighting!"

"Indoor tactical formation! Quick!" Michelin ordered softly.

In an instant, Wang Chen and the others all started to move, each in one direction, guarding the door to the death, ensuring that the opponent would be able to kill the opponent as soon as he entered.

"There are only three people. If you can, try not to use your guns!" Wang Chen thought for a while, took out a military thorn and said in his hand, "Xing Tian, ​​Ouyang and I will kill each other with a knife, and the others are on alert."

"Yes!" Xing Tian and Ouyang nodded, pulled out the military thorns from their tactical belts, and stood behind the door.

"Bang!"

When Wang Chen and others were preparing, the three soldiers saw that no one responded, so they kicked open the door and walked in.

The three of them didn't even raise their guns, and they weren't vigilant at all. It can be seen from this that the quality of these soldiers is really average.

It may also be that the three people found that no one lived in this household at all, and the reason why they came in to search was just to complete the task assigned by their superiors.

"Tap Tap!"

As the footsteps got closer, Wang Chen, Xing Tian, ​​and Ouyang tensed up, subconsciously clenched the military thorn with their right hand, and subconsciously breathed slightly.

"Squeak!"

After a while, the three soldiers walked to the door of the room where Wang Chen and the others were, stretched out their hands and pushed the door open.

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

As soon as the door opened, three arms appeared in the room instantly, grabbed the three soldiers by their necks, and dragged them into the room roughly.

"Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!"

Immediately afterwards, there were three sounds of the tip of the knife piercing through the skin. The necks of the three soldiers were pierced by the military stab, their bodies were trembling non-stop, and there were whimpers in their throats, and their expressions looked very painful.

After a while, the three soldiers finally ended this painful moment, gradually lost their breath, and their bodies gradually became stiff.

After Wang Chen and others saw that the three of them were completely dead, they slowly pulled out the army thorns.

"Whoa!"

As soon as the army thorn was drawn out, the blood squeezed from the throats of the three spurted out instantly, Wang Chen, Xing Tian, ​​and Ouyang were all sprayed all over their bodies.

After Wang Chen wiped the blood on his face, he picked up his tactical backpack and said to everyone, "Prepare to retreat!"

"Slow down the action." Michelin replied, "The inverted triangle tactical formation retreats!"

"Xing Tian, ​​Ouyang, and Da Zhuang supported the shield. Wang Chen and I broke it together, and Liu Ziheng and Lan Qingning stood in the center and guarded the front." Michelin quickly ordered, "When you find the enemy, shoot them immediately!"

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

"........."

Everyone responded quickly, quickly formed their formation, and quickly walked out of the room, preparing to leave the village.

At the same time, the platoon leader who led the team asked everyone for clues through the communicator and asked everyone to report the number. After some statistics, it was found that the team was missing three people.

In an instant, the atmosphere became tense!

(End of this chapter)