special forces doomsday sniper

Chapter 161 Hell on Earth
"Who else?" Perhaps the main arrestees were descendants of the Hua Kingdom, and these ghost soldiers could speak Chinese fluently.

Seeing that no one stood up again, a few soldiers rushed over and tied up the four fighters who were fighting for their interests. Four ropes were stretched from the roof, and they were hung up to two meters screaming. Come to a high place.

The three that came down from behind were all hanging upside down, and the bird in the first place was hanging upside down with its feet upside down. The fat soldier glared at him and shouted loudly: "No matter what you heard before you came here! , but please forget all of them, because I only said what I said today, if you don’t remember, then he will be your end~”

Having just said this, the fat soldier suddenly pulled out the samurai sword at his waist, and cut open the carotid artery of the bird with a very skillful technique. Although the opening was not big, but because it was in an upside-down state, a column of blood as thick as chopsticks flew wildly However, no matter what the tall man did, he couldn't stop the bleeding.

Faced with such a scene, Gouwa's eyes were already red. If the dragon thorn hadn't been pulled, he might really have gone violent.

Longthorn has read a lot of books. Longthorn has seen this group of beasts' killing method in some horror movies before the catastrophe. If there is no accident, his blood will be emptied in a few minutes. It is really emptied, a drop None left.

Cut off the rope binding the tall man's hands with a knife, he quickly blocked the wound with his hand, but it was too late, blood flowed along his fingers, the wound was stretched bigger and bigger, his tongue stretched out, his whole body Trembling, and finally dying of breath, although it was only a few minutes, the shock caused was devastating, even these young people in the last days trembled for it.

"Bastards, you won't have a tomorrow." At this moment, Longci understands that this group of devils has formed a whole set of models for creating slaves: first, they recruit strong or beautiful young men from all over the world with a highly civilized society and generous treatment. Men and women, after coming to the sacred mountain, directly destroy their humanity with death and violence, turning them into a walking dead who can only obey orders.

"Okay, the role model has been set up, and I will show you all kinds of ways to die soon."

Although the voice of the fat man was already loud, it also failed to wake up the group of young people from the huge gap, so they took out their revolvers and fired two shots from the sky to reawaken the consciousness of the crowd.

"I will only say this once today, and everyone can hear it clearly. You are the descendants of the sinners. One generation is a sinner, and the next generation is a sinner. The sinners who came to Shenshan are slaves, and they only listen to their masters. Slave of command ~ now speak out to me: I am a slave."

Sure enough, no one cheered with him, and the fat soldier raised his pistol and smashed the head of a boy who was dropped from a high place.

"I'm a slave, say~"

No matter how powerful the mind is, it is absolutely impossible to stand firm under such a terrifying pressure of death. In order to avoid more casualties, Longthorn took the lead in shouting that I am a slave, and everyone else followed suit. I am slave four The word instantly echoed in this empty mountain house.

"It's still not loud enough, keep shouting, don't stop..."

It was another shot, and the last man was also killed. The roar in the venue really became louder, and Long Spike also found that the bewildered eyes of these people at the beginning had begun to slack, and their expressions had become dull. This is the harbinger before a person completely collapses and loses himself. To put it simply, it is on the verge of basic insanity. One can imagine how brutal the spiritual attack methods of these beasts of the Shenshan tribe are.

"It's still not loud enough, add some sound to them~" With the roar of the fat man, six or seven big men rushed out, put down the only girl and forced violence in front of so many people, except for the deafening voice in the house: I am Slave, the outside is also filled with the girl's tragic and helpless cries.

The quasi-slaves yelled for an hour, and the girl also struggled for an hour under the violence of six big men taking turns, and finally died of exhaustion. Even if she was as calm as a dragon, her eyes were red and she was on the verge of erupting at any time. Fortunately, Gouwa came this time Trick him a bit, otherwise, all previous efforts may really be in vain.

"Okay, after shouting for so long, you should also know your identities. Now that you know, then start learning what a slave should know. Men are on the left and women are on the right. Today is the basic work of slaves. Men make mistakes. Directly hanging upside down and bleeding to death, the woman makes a mistake and directly makes us happy to death, there is only one chance, otherwise it will be a death."

Following the crowd, he walked slowly to the left side of the warehouse. Long Ci saw a pile of dustpans, which were full of waste after coal was burned to ashes. The job of these dozens of men was to carry the waste from one side to the other and dump it. , and then shoveled it up again, lifted it back to its original position and dumped it.

Long Ci understood that the beasts of the Shenshan tribe actually wanted to train these strong men into flesh and blood machines that could only carry things.

As for the training for the girls, it is much more elegant. All of them were forced to put on sexy little clothes and learn how to cook outside, while the group of fat women were talking about a bunch of unsavory words. It was to teach that group of women how to serve and please men.

Although the distance between the two sides was tens of meters, but Longci's hearing was so good that he could hear everything clearly.

This monotonous and repetitive thing lasted until eight o'clock in the evening, and another team of soldiers came in with buckets of all kinds of disgusting food, and poured them directly into a plastic-wrapped groove. It felt like pig food before the catastrophe. But how can this group of hungry and crazy men manage so much, they are really like pigs scrambling for food.

After eating, he continued to carry the waste. The labor cost was quite high. Long Ci originally thought that Gou Wa would be overwhelmed, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his vigor and vigor.

"He was destroyed like this when he first came here, what will happen to those who have really become slaves?" While thinking about it, the value of Longthorn's trip to sneak into the Shenshan tribe has been greatly reduced. After all, his plan is to take advantage of the chaos to let these slaves go, but what if these slaves have lost themselves?
"Okay, stop, today's basic training is over here, now go to the dormitory to rest, and continue tomorrow morning." The transportation work continued until twelve o'clock in the morning. During this period, two boys were really hanged upside down due to lack of energy. Seeing that the last trace of popularity in these people's eyes is about to slacken, if they are not corrected in time, they will soon become walking dead.

"One bed per person, no crowding, no communication, or death~"

There is a [-]-square-meter prison cell on the left in the northwest corner of the innermost part of the big warehouse. All of them are full-stacked. There is a disgusting smell in the air. There is no way.

At this moment, there is still an hour before the action time of the little thing, he must continue to wait.

(End of this chapter)