Chapter Thirty-One: Captive

  This is a small wooden house, not very big, about four or five meters in diameter. At this time, the sky has already passed midnight, and inside the wooden house, it is also pitch black. If it weren't for the faint moonlight coming through that simple window, I'm afraid nothing could be seen inside the wooden house.

  When Wu Yaoling woke up, he immediately took stock of his surroundings. With the faint moonlight, he could vaguely see that there were other warriors who, like him, had their hands tied behind their backs and were being held captive in this wooden hut.

  "Hey, wake up!"

  "Brother, wake up!" Wu Yaoling immediately elbowed the person beside him. He couldn't see who it was and could only sense by breathing.

  Soon after, several people were awakened by Wu Yaoling one after another. They groaned softly, now only feeling their heads throbbing with pain. The dose of that anesthetic needle was probably not small.

  Soon, everyone woke up.

  "Where is this? Didn't I sacrifice myself? How did I end up here?" The crowd awoke to hear someone cry out in alarm.

  "This can't be the Yellow Springs Road, it's so dark!"

  "Are we all really dead?"

  The warriors who had been training together were almost all frightened and uneasy. Wu Yaoling was among them, using the thin moonlight to constantly measure the wooden house, trying to find a weakness in it.

  "Stop arguing, we're not dead, just temporarily captured!" Meanwhile, Hou Yongqiang also scanned the crowd and said in a low voice: "The enemy is using anesthetic needles!"

  It suddenly dawned on the group of soldiers in training. Many of them had never seen the enemy's shadow, and were hunted down without realizing it. Therefore, they didn't even have the chance to pay attention to whether it was live ammunition or anesthetic needles.

  At this time, after being reminded by Hou Yongqiang, they gradually calmed down and couldn't help but feel a wave of relief. However, Wu Yaoling's next sentence made them fall into an ice pit again.

  "Don't be too happy for now, we're currently trapped in this place and the enemy didn't thoroughly kill us, I'm afraid they will use some extremely cruel methods to torture us."

  In an instant, many people were uneasy and worried again.

  "No... I'd rather die!" someone exclaimed, unable to conceal their inner terror.

  Bang!

  Just then, the old wooden door of the cabin was pushed open with a loud creak, and a strong, dazzling light poured in, flashing past everyone, causing all the warriors to be unable to open their eyes, turning their heads away and tightly closing their eyes.

  "Hmm, these little brats' physical quality isn't bad after all, they actually woke up so quickly?" A sarcastic and cold laugh echoed out, and the crowd heard several somewhat disorganized footsteps entering the wooden hut.

  After a while, when the warriors got used to the strong light, they hastily opened their eyes and looked around. Sure enough, there were two more people inside the wooden house. These two men wore casual clothes and looked ordinary. They both wore black hoods on their heads, covering their faces, leaving only their eyes and mouths exposed.

  A group of warriors carefully sized up the two men, but they were completely unable to recall each other's appearance.

  At this time, with the help of the light, they also saw clearly the interior layout of the wooden house. The empty wooden house had a broken old wooden bench on the wall in the direction of the wooden house, and on the side wall was a standing column. And at this moment, on that column was tied up a person covered in blood.

  That man was wearing a 07-style jungle camouflage uniform, covered in bloodstains and countless lash marks. Clearly, he had suffered cruel torture. At this time, his head hung down, his breathing weak, and he had already fainted.

  "General Blue Wolf!"

  Suddenly, many of the warriors in training couldn't help but let out a terrified cry, their eyes wide with fear. The one who was bound and tortured beyond recognition was none other than Cang Lang, the squad leader of the Special Forces Wolf Fang Team.

  "Coach?" The collective gasp of the training warriors was heard, and the two men wearing headgear suddenly burst out laughing. One of them couldn't help but sneer: "This old thing is your coach? So to say, you're all a bunch of rookie eggs?"

  Another one eyed the gray wolf, then looked at a group of training warriors. As the light swept across the crowd, they saw the numbers on their helmets and suddenly realized.

  "Alright, a group of rookies!" Suddenly, on the helmets of the training warriors, a horizontal paste was attached, with the two words "rookies" shining brightly.

  "Haha, now this is going to be fun! This old thing really has a hard mouth, after being interrogated for a whole night, nothing can be gotten out of him. These little brats are all just a bunch of rookies, it's easier to deal with them, I think we should find information from their bodies instead." The two men exchanged a glance, smiled smugly, and then untied the Wolf, dragging him out of the wooden hut.

  As the two men moved, many of the warriors in training were startled. Just by looking at Lang's previous appearance, it was not hard to imagine how ruthless these scoundrels would be.

  "What... what to do now?" In the crowd, Zhang Yuan crouched on the ground, his thin body trembling uncontrollably. He leaned towards Wu Yaoling beside him and asked in a frightened low voice.

  Among the crowd, only a few people can remain calm. Wu Yaoling is one of them, barely holding on.

  Relying on Zhang Yuan, Wu Yaoling turned her head and glanced at him, with a flash of horror in her eyes. Facing the unknown fear, his heart was also somewhat flustered.

  "Stay calm, relax a bit, just like usual training, don't be afraid!" Wu Yaoling imperceptibly swallowed her saliva and looked at Zhang Yuan to comfort him. Similarly, he was also comforting himself.

  "We are soldiers, and it is an honor for us to die on the battlefield!" At this time, Sun Shaofeng also said with a pale face: "We are all men of iron bones, not even afraid of death, let alone these guys' torture and humiliation."

  "Brothers, cheer up! We must fight to the end with this group of scoundrels and let them see that we, these rookies, are not weak!" Sun Shaofeng stirred the hearts of his comrades, cheering on the soldiers in training.

  "For the motherland, for the people, we fear nothing!"

  As soon as Sun Shao-feng gave the order, all the soldiers in training were stirred up with blood and energy, one by one their eyes turned red with rage, shouting loudly: "Sacrifice for the motherland, dedicate to the people!"

  The roar of drinking was like thunder, shaking open and making a big scene.

  At this time, the wooden door dimmed, and the two scoundrels from before walked into the wooden house again. The two of them looked at the passionate and enthusiastic warriors one by one, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of their mouths, revealing a hint of cold smile.

  "What a fine bunch of men, indeed! Their ability to talk tough is quite impressive." One of the thugs sneered and said: "Well, in that case, I'd like to test it out - are your bones as hard as your words?"

  As they spoke, the man pulled out a tiger-toothed military knife, its blade shining brightly as he slowly approached the training warriors. As his footsteps drew closer, his face, hidden behind a headscarf, gradually revealed a few hints of ferocity, and the corners of his mouth even showed a thick, cruel sneer.

  He really wanted to try it out and see if this group of rookies had enough guts.

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