"boom!"

A dull explosion exploded in front of the instructor's dormitory in the distance.

Just by hearing this sound, Ye Nan had instantly determined that it was the sound of a grenade explosion.

The gunshots were connected, and judging from the location where the gunshots sounded, these gunmen were attacking the instructor's dormitory.

There were also extremely rapid gunfires in the instructor's dormitory, but it quickly calmed down. In the end, all gunfires were completely calmed down.

Everyone's head was covered with a black hood, and there was no way to see what was outside, but everyone was shocked by what happened suddenly, and even frightened.

What's going on?

Who are these fully armed men who suddenly rushed into the dormitory?

Did Tian Jianye and all the people here have been killed?

A man's voice came over, in English: "I checked it, except for the people we caught, everyone else was killed, and there was no living!"

A low-pitched man replied, "How are we casualties?"

"Three people died and four were injured."

"Take your brothers' bodies, take them into the car and leave here!"

"yes!"

A group of fully armed men came over and shouted fiercely: "Be honest, whoever is not honest, wants to resist or escape, kill it on the spot!"

"yes!"

All the students' hearts suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, and a strong sense of fear arose from the bottom of their hearts.

This is true!

The strong anger accumulated in the hearts of every student. They really wanted to pull the mask on their faces to see who these people were, and to see if the instructors who usually had bad faces to them were dead, but they could not even control their own bodies. How could they resist?

What's more, the other party said, "Whoever resisted and killed him on the spot," which made everyone dare not move.

Since the other party has killed so many people, he naturally won’t mind killing a few more people.

The group of militants led dozens of students toward the truck ahead. One student walked a little slower, and a man walked up and slapped his hand, grabbed his hair and pulled it, and then hit him hard.

Perhaps because he was too strong to pull the hood on the student's face was torn off.

The student only felt his eyes lit up and subconsciously opened his eyes.

In front of him was a man with camouflage on his face, staring at him fiercely, and not far behind the man, a man fell on the ground, his chest soaked in blood.

This man is very familiar to everyone, and he is one of the black-faced instructors who deal with them every day.

No matter how far away, there was a mess, with smoke everywhere and remaining flames burning. Many corpses could be seen vaguely lying on the ground, covered in blood.

Before the student could see clearly, the man had already grabbed the hood and covered him with fiercely, then kicked him, poked his back with a gun, and said coldly: "Go quickly, or you will die."

All the students were loaded into the truck, and then the truck started and quickly moved away from the special training camp.

Ye Nan sat in the truck compartment, and was close to other students.

With the voices of the militants scolding me just now, Ye Nan judged that there were at least four or five militants on the truck, looking at them with guns.

In such an environment, Ye Nan had no way to make any effective resistance, and could only wait quietly, wait for death, or wait for the opportunity to survive.

The car drove for about two hours, then stopped, everyone got out of the truck, and was pulled by a rope and walked into a strange place, until a clang sounded, the surroundings returned to quiet.

Ye Nan listened with his ear on his back for a while, but he did not hear any militants' voices. He asked tentatively: "Is anyone?"

No one answered.

Ye Nan raised his hand, pulled off his head hood, turned his eyes quickly, and instantly looked at the surrounding environment.

This should be a basement with cement walls behind it and cold steel fences in front of it. Dozens of people who were waiting for were divided into piles and were imprisoned in several different rooms.

The thing that is said to be the basement is because Ye Nan did not see any windows, but only saw a cement staircase extending upwards outside the cell, and the air here is dirty, which is obviously due to the long-term lack of ventilation.

Just as Ye Nan looked at him, the others took off their heads one after another.

“Where is this?”

"We're locked up!"

"Who are those guys? They speak English. Are they mercenaries?"

"The instructors and the others don't know what's going on. Is it true that all this happened?"

The crowd was noisy for a while, and it was difficult for them to accept such things. They were still expecting in their hearts, hoping that this would be an exercise, not a real armed attack.

"Die, the instructor and the others are all dead!"

A voice suddenly rang in the basement, with a hint of crying in the voice.

Everyone turned around and saw a student sitting on the ground, his hands inserted into his hair, his eyes flushed, and his face was despair.

"Seventy-eight, what do you say, how do you know that they are all dead? Maybe it's all a scam, they..."

"I saw it, I saw it with my own eyes!"

The student No. 78 raised his head, his eyes were red, and he said with pain: "I saw the corpse of the black melon, covered with blood. I also saw many corpses at the door of the instructor's dormitory, all covered with blood..."

Everyone's hearts sank. Everyone was holding two last hope just now, hoping that all this was fake, but the words of No. 78 shattered everyone's last hope.

Ye Nan frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Seventy-eight, everyone is covered with a hood and can't see anything. Why can you see it?"

Seventy-eight said painfully: "Maybe because I was slow to move, a man beat me up and urged me. When I grabbed my hair, I accidentally pulled off my hood. I took a look and then I immediately put on my hood..."

Tear off the headband?

Such a coincidence?

Just let Qixianba see the dead instructor Black Gua and other corpses?

Ye Nan's heart another hope appeared. He hoped deep down that this was a deliberately set up situation. It was not because of this that his situation would be safe and his life would not be in danger, but that the group of black-faced instructors in the base would not die.

If all this is true, then if they die, they will die truly and will never be able to survive again.

All the students hated and cursed Tian Jianye and the group of black-faced instructors countless times. However, when they knew that they were dead, none of them felt happy, and all they had was anger!

Strong anger!

Uncontrollable anger!
Chapter completed!