In the vast primeval forest, there was a solemn atmosphere around the entrance and exit of the canyon. The Sam Kingdom army retreated three kilometers away to build fortifications. It had been dug for almost three hours. The trenches were blown up and shoveled them to level them. It became a temporary stop for armed helicopters. A large number of tents were pulled over and built. A camp was about to take shape, but it was quiet at the entrance of the canyon. Everyone was either hiding in the castle or hiding in the trenches to accumulate strength.

Not long after, three helicopters suddenly flew over the empty sky, two of which were armed helicopters and the other was transport helicopters. The three helicopters hovered over Sam**'s camp and slowly landed towards the open land, attracting many soldiers who were repairing fortifications to watch.

Jackson came out of a larger tent, looked at the landing helicopter with a pale face, put on his military cap, and walked up. Not long after, the helicopter stopped completely, the propeller began to slow down, and some fully armed soldiers jumped off the helicopter. One of the lieutenants trotted to Jackson, saluted and said, "Report the commander, the prisoner is here, please instruct."

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

The second lieutenant agreed, saluted and left. He directed several people to open the door of the transport helicopter and shouted to let the people inside come down. Soon, soldiers inside pushed some people wearing black hoods outwards, and some were pushed directly to the ground. Some people next to him grabbed them and pushed them aside.

In the transport helicopter, people wearing black hoods were pushed out one after another, and all were ordered to stand in the open area nearby. These people were handcuffed and shackled, and their shackles were only half a foot long and could not stride even when walking, let alone escape, wearing dirty camouflage combat uniforms and black hoods, and they couldn't see clearly, but they were straightened up and their bodies were emitting a faint murderous aura.

Not long after, all the people in the transport helicopter were pushed out. One of them was wearing a suit and looked like an ordinary person. The propellers of the three helicopters stopped operating completely, and the noise disappeared. Jackson walked up and looked at the people coldly without saying a word, feeling extremely complicated.

At this time, an officer walked up, looked at the people who came out of the helicopter with a complicated expression, stood beside Jackson and whispered: "It's them? You finally caught them, and now you have to send them back with your own hands. The politicians in China are also very confused, which makes the soldiers feel cold. Wouldn't the warriors who have captured these bastards have sacrificed in vain?"

"I won't say this anymore. The president is kind to me. I can't make it difficult for the president to do it." Jackson said coldly, with a complicated expression, sighing secretly, and said to the officer next to him: "I'm afraid I can't control my anger. Take these people to exchange hostages."

"Yes." The officer agreed, frowned slightly, and looked at Jackson with some concern and continued: "But, what should we do if the enemy regrets it or makes other impulsive moves?"

"Don't worry, you just need to take people with you alone. I know the opponent. Even if none of us comes forward, he will let us go. Taking too many people will easily intensify the conflict. Go, I don't want to see these bastards. When I leave, you can open their hood." Jackson said coldly, turning around and walking towards the largest tent, while reminding: "Start an attack after handover, and you can send orders."

"Yes." The officer didn't know where Jackson got his confidence, so why didn't he worry about the enemy's fraud? But he chose to obey and agreed. After Jackson walked away, he made a gesture. The soldiers guarded next to him went forward and took off the hoods of the people.

The hood was taken off, and the people closed their eyes slightly to adapt to the surrounding light. After they opened the surrounding situation clearly, they were stunned. One of them had a tiger's eyes slightly condensed into a dangerous needle-shaped ray. He glanced around quickly, and suddenly he sneered, and a surprised smile appeared on his dirt-covered face and shouted: "Brothers, have you seen it? We'll have the only one, hahaha." After saying that, I couldn't help laughing excitedly, using Chinese Mandarin.

The others also reacted as they looked around. Another burly and majestic man shouted excitedly: "Hehe, I knew I had a way. With such a big battle, I don't know if I have made any major incidents of anger and resentment. But I like it. Brothers, I see it. This posture is probably to exchange hostages. We will be free soon. I smell the smell of gunpowder. When I am free, I have to kill you."

"Hahaha." Others around him also burst into laughter with excitement, their eyes full of joy. How could they mean to be imprisoned?

The Sam** official didn't understand everyone's words, so he walked to the first person to speak curiously and asked, "It's not good to have a captive, why are you laughing at?"

"What can the prisoner do if you are incompetent? You must let me go out honestly and wait. When I recover, I must pull your head off and drink, and Jackson." The man laughed coldly, looked around with a sharp look, and suddenly shouted: "Jackson, bastard, I heard your voice just now, I couldn't imagine it? Hahaha!"

"Bastard, are you looking for death?" The officer's face changed drastically. He pulled out his gun and pressed it coldly against the other party's eyebrows and shouted: "Don't be arrogant, believe it or not, I shot you with a shot."

"Believe that you have the courage, but you don't have the ability. If you don't believe it, you can try it. I'm just arrogant. If you shoot, your country brings me here, which is enough to show that you don't dare to kill me. What's the point of being a little lieutenant? Get out of here and let me go quickly." The other party roared without showing any weakness.

"You?" The officer was so angry that he had a strange idea. Who was the prisoner? At this moment, the officer understood why Jackson left. These guys became prisoners and were so arrogant. Most people must be angry and shot.

It is easy to shoot, but no one can afford the consequences. The officer coldly put away his gun, took a few steps back, made a gesture, and someone rushed forward to signal the group of people to leave. The officer looked at the group of people coldly and shouted: "Let you be proud for a while, and then deal with you again. Now follow us."

"It should have been like this a long time ago, it's all nonsense." Someone cursed through the air, which attracted the laughter of others around him. How could these people have a little bit of the awareness of being imprisoned?

The soldiers rushed forward with the group of people. One of the group shouted in Chinese Mandarin: "Brothers, all your chests are upright. Even if you are prisoners, we are the kings of prisoners. Don't lose face."

"Yes." Everyone responded, straightened their bodies and walked forward.r1148
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