The strongest soldier

In the vast primeval forest, there was a chilling atmosphere around the entrance and exit of the quiet canyon. The Sam Army retreated three kilometers away to build fortifications. They had been digging trenches for nearly three hours, blasting many trees and leveling them, which became a temporary stopping point for armed helicopters. , a large number of tents were pulled over and set up, and a camp began to take shape, but it was quiet at the entrance of the canyon. Everyone was either hiding in a bunker or hiding in a trench to recharge their batteries.

Not long after, three helicopters suddenly flew over in the open sky. Two of them were armed helicopters and the other was a transport helicopter. The three helicopters hovered over the Sam Army camp and slowly landed in the open area, attracting many people. Soldiers who were repairing the fortifications watched.

Jackson came out of a larger tent and looked at the landing helicopter with a livid face. He put on his general hat and walked up. Not long after, the helicopter came to a complete stop and the propeller began to slow down. Some fully armed men jumped out of the helicopter. The soldiers, including a second lieutenant, trotted up to Jackson, saluted and said: "Report to the commander, the prisoner is in custody, please give instructions."

"Get them down." Jackson said with a cold face, looking at the transport helicopter with cold eyes.

The second lieutenant agreed, saluted and left. He directed a few people to open the door of the transport helicopter and shouted for the people inside to get out. Soon, there were soldiers inside pushing some people wearing black hoods out, and some people even directly After he was pushed to the ground, someone grabbed him and pushed him aside.

People wearing black hoods were pushed out one after another from the transport helicopter, and they were all ordered to stand in a nearby open area. These people were wearing handcuffs and shackles. The shackles were no more than half a foot long. They could not walk, let alone escape. , wearing dirty camouflage combat uniforms and black hoods. Their appearance could not be clearly seen, but they all had their spines straight and exuded a faint murderous aura.

Not long after, all the people inside the transport helicopter were pushed out. One of them was wearing a suit and looked like an ordinary citizen. The propellers of the three helicopters completely stopped running, the noise disappeared, and Jackson walked up, coldly. Seeing these people speechless, I felt extremely complicated.

At this time, an officer came up, glanced at the people who got off the helicopter with a complicated expression, stood next to Jackson and said softly: "Are they? You finally caught them, and now you have to send them back with your own hands." , The politicians in the country are also extremely confused, and they have chilled the hearts of the soldiers. Didn’t those brave men who sacrificed their lives in vain to capture these bastards?”

"Let's not talk about it anymore. The president is kind to me. I can't make it difficult for the president." Jackson whispered coldly, with a complicated expression. He sighed secretly and said to the officer next to him: "I'm afraid I can't control my anger. These people, you Take them to exchange hostages."

"Yes." The officer agreed wholeheartedly, frowning slightly, looking at Jackson with some worry and continuing: "But, what should we do if the enemy goes back on his word or makes other impulsive moves?"

"Don't worry, you just need to go there alone. I know my opponent. Even if none of us come forward, he will let our people go. Taking too many people will easily intensify conflicts. Go ahead. , I don’t want to see these bastards, wait until I leave before you open their hoods.” Jackson said coldly, turned around and walked towards the largest tent, while warning: “After the handover, attack, you give the order Go down."

"Yes." The officer didn't know where Jackson got his confidence. Why wasn't he worried about the enemy's deception? But he still chose to obey, and he agreed wholeheartedly. After Jackson walked away, he made a gesture. The soldiers on guard next to him stepped forward and took off the hoods of these people.

The hoods were taken off, and these people closed their eyes slightly to adapt to the surrounding light. After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, one of them was startled. His tiger eyes were slightly condensed into a dangerous needle shape, and he quickly glanced around, and suddenly he sneered, his face covered with dirt. A surprise smile appeared on his face, and he shouted: "Brothers, have you seen it? We are going to be alone, hahaha." After saying this, he couldn't help laughing excitedly, speaking in Chinese Mandarin.

Others looked around and reacted. Another burly man also shouted excitedly: "Hey, I knew I had a way. With such a big battle, I don't know what big, outrageous thing I will do again. But I like it, brothers, you see, this posture is probably to exchange hostages, we will be free soon, I smell the smoke of gunpowder, when we are free, I will kill you."

"Hahaha." Others around him also laughed excitedly, their eyes full of joy. How could there be any hint of being a prisoner?

The Sam Army officer couldn't understand what everyone was saying. He walked up to the person who spoke first out of curiosity and asked, "Isn't it a good feeling to be a prisoner? Why are you laughing?"

"Laughing at your incompetence, what can I do if you are a prisoner? You have to release me honestly. Wait, when I recover, I have to rip off your head and drink it, and Jackson." The man laughed coldly. He said, looking around with sharp eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Jackson, bastard, I heard your voice just now, didn't you expect it? Hahaha!"

"Asshole, are you looking for death?" The officer's face changed drastically, he pulled out his gun, and coldly pointed it between the opponent's eyebrows and shouted: "Don't be arrogant, believe it or not, I will kill you with one shot."

"Believe me, you have the courage, but not the ability. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try. I'm just arrogant. If you have the guts, shoot me. Your country brought me here, which is enough to show that it doesn't dare to kill me. You are a little kid." You're a young lieutenant, you don't care. Get out of here and let me go quickly." The other party roared without showing any signs of weakness.

"You?" The officer was so angry that he had a strange idea. Who is the prisoner here? At this moment, the officer somewhat understood why Jackson left. These guys were so arrogant even though they were prisoners, most people would be so angry that they would shoot them.

It is easy to shoot, but no one can bear the consequences. The officer coldly put away his gun, took a few steps back, and made a gesture. Someone immediately rushed forward and motioned for the group to leave. The officer looked at it coldly. He shouted to this group of people: "Let you be proud for a while, and then deal with you later. Now come with us."

"It should have been like this a long time ago. It's all nonsense." Someone yelled loudly, causing others around to laugh. How could these people have any consciousness of being prisoners?

The soldiers escorted the group of people forward. One of the people in the group shouted in Chinese Mandarin: "Brothers, stand up and hold your chests high. Even if we are prisoners, we are the kings among the prisoners. Don't be embarrassed."

"Yes." Everyone responded, straightening their bodies and walking forward.