The sweaty Hou Jun grabbed the small backpack strap that linked his wrist and neck on the sentry's back and pulled it.

The sentry immediately whimpered twice. Unfortunately, now he really wanted to be sold with hairy crabs tied to pliers, and he couldn't move at all.

This is a typical prisoner-catching knot!

They are really scouts!

The Blue Sentinel's heart was cold.

Become a prisoner by himself.

Dog day!

He actually became a prisoner!

Disgraceful!

Just as the sentry was still blaming himself, he heard the leading veteran say in a deep voice: "Get up!"

The sentry struggled for a while and found that it was tied tightly and could not move.

He simply fell down and fell to the ground.

Brother is not leaving!

Let's see what you can do to me!

"mock up!"

Hou Jun grabbed the small backpack belt on his back and pulled it up.

The sentry suddenly felt that his neck was strangled, his breathing was not smooth, and his wrists and arms were even more painful.

The reason for this kind of capturing knot is here. The backpack strap behind it runs through the neck and wrists of both hands and wrists, and at the same time it wraps around your arms. When a rope is lifted, the whole body will hurt and cannot rise, or resist, and it will directly suffocate you.

"Being a prisoner is like being a prisoner. We don't plan to make things difficult for you. We cooperate well. We are not real enemies."

As he said that, Hou Jun ordered Wei Guoxing and Zhang Jian: "Hold him and go!"

Two new recruits rushed up like wolves and tigers, one with both sentry arms on the left and right, dragging and clamping, running forward.

After running for a few hundred meters, the sentry felt that these people had left Juelang Valley and entered the jungle outside.

Suddenly, two soldiers holding him threw him heavily on the ground and shouted, "I'm so tired, the platoon leader..."

Platoon leader?

The sentry's eyes rolled.

He is actually a reconnaissance platoon leader?

He struggled to raise his head and look around.

This is the edge of a small forest, and there is a clearing area more than ten meters away. The moonlight shines on the grass, shining with a slight white light.

"I said brother, which unit are you from? 32nd Air Brigade? Or 113th Brigade?"

Hou Jun squatted down, reached out and pulled out the socks from the Blue Army sentry's mouth, and handed it back to Li Zheng.
Chapter completed!