Huo Xueli was on the side, witnessing the entire prison abuse process, her friends were tied up. There were two Chinese servants next to them, fixing their shoulders tightly, and then allowing several others to do whatever they want.

Someone was pressed to kneel on the ground, wearing a dog chain around his neck, and was subjected to inhumane humiliation;

Some people are asked again and again with their hair pulled, whether they are counter-insulted or silent, this will bring them even more painful whipping;

Someone was stripped of his clothes and allowed his unknown hands to wander on them, rubbing certain parts hard, listening to rough and insulting words;

Huo Xue was secretly shocked when she looked at this scene. Fortunately, she fainted at the critical moment, otherwise...

The consequences are unimaginable.

No matter what happened, they were just humming and would never scream to make the enemy happy.

Huo Xue looked at it for a while and finally understood Graves's intention.

As a prisoner, it is impossible to really expect the other party to abide by international law to treat prisoners, rape, molest or even use relatives as threats. Everything may happen.

I was sent to the hospital and naturally knew that this was a prisoner abuse training and the matter was exposed. If I continued to join, it would not have the effect of prisoner abuse.

It is better to let her stand here and watch her companions who are together day and night be abused, and train her ability to resist stress, so as to not be influenced by personal emotions.

Different training, the same effect.

Huo Xue's ears moved, her eyes looked forward, but her mind quietly noticed the sound coming from behind.

Behind them is a dense forest, with dense shrubs growing together. This is the place they will pass when they run thirty kilometers every morning.

Someone lurked in the bushes, staring at the recruits who were going through the purgatory process, and someone asked, "Hey, what's the use of these people training all day long? You don't even want your life."

Another person answered.

"What do you know? This is called not dying in oppression, but erupting in oppression. I heard that it was the one who promised to invest in Venezuela for three years of free high-quality arms to get such an opportunity. We came early but didn't have the blessing yet!"

The one above? Is this talking about the new behind-the-scenes person?

Three years of arms?

free?

Huo Xue frowned. The price of this is obviously too high. It is not impossible to hire key commanders from other mercenaries and retired personnel of the US special forces. Why did the other party sacrifice such great interests and have to start the selection and training from this class of recruits?

Vivier Louis' death is only more than three months old. Why did the behind-the-scenes commander race against time to start recruiting soldiers?

Do you hesitate to harm your own interests and the long-term interests of Chinese servants?

unless.

He now has a tough battle to fight, and it is imminent.

"I think this is not a good thing. The two hundred and eighty-one elites who were recruited in the first place. Now there are only dozens of them left. Why did you still freeze the account of the person who exited? Isn't this intention to drive people to the opposite side of us? What if you know so many secrets from Chinese servants, what if you want to take revenge on us?"

"I'll go! How can you three cobblers really beat Zhuge Liang? I'll tell you, don't tell me if those more than 200 people have the ambition to go against Chinese chaotics, even if they have a thousand people, they may not be able to compete with these dozens of carefully trained hunter special forces!"

"What's the matter? Just because of these dozens of soldiers, can you still fight one team alone?" The person who spoke a little disbelief, which is too exaggerated.

The enlightened man swallowed and explained patiently. "Do you remember the Chechen incident three years ago? No 2,500 bandits could defeat ninety Cossack paratroopers. On average, one airborne soldier could deal with more than twenty illegal militants! What is this mere 200 cowards?"

"What's more, they retreated by themselves. If they go to the battlefield, do they know that the deserters know? The Chinese mercenary is not clear about these greedy and fearful death cancers. Maybe one day they will bite us back and betray us? Tell me, is it because the military theory courses are gone?"

"Just blow it, how can you be better than our God of War Assault Mercenary Group? These new recruits are doing physical fitness all day long. Can the tank be driven? Have you touched the plane? Do you know what you need to pay attention to? No matter how powerful you are, you will be a heavy weapon that will be blown up and wait for him to piss off!"

"I bet they will definitely have to dabble in what you said, don't forget that this is the next day."

"How many days can I learn to fly a plane? Is this going to build a three-way amphibious special forces in the sea, land and air?"

"There is nothing impossible, just wait and see. I think the Hunter School is not that simple."

Behind him, the other few people were greeted with vain voices, and the two soldiers stopped to discuss.

"College!"

"Okay, the captain sent a signal, gather, hurry up! Don't you two do the task? Why are you still chatting?"

"Haha... this is a long story, I'll turn around!"

Huo Xue stood there, her palms that were originally close to the stitching of her pants slowly tightened.

The team members in the distance kept spitting blood, and muffled groans continued, and the picture was extremely bloody and humiliating.

Looking from behind, I seemed to be mourning and angry for my teammates, and I couldn't see the positive emotions.

Until the entire mercenary team left, they did not notice anything wrong with the straight recruit in front of them.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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