It is wet, dark, mixed with fishy seas. The wind from the vents is also a smell of fishy seas. There is no doubt that this place has not yet been separated from the scope of the sea. The islands, land and seasides, have not arrived.

Is hell this? Where is hell?

Xiao Yuanchao didn't know how long he had been in this iron cage, and he was tired and weak, and could not calculate the time with care. No matter day or night, it was dark, and there was only a dim light hanging on the corridor, giving people a gloomy feeling. The stench in this iron cage was all left by man.

There have been many people here, and Xiao Yuanchao is not the first or the last.

The food in the dog bowl is full of leftover soup, which is only half full. But even with these leftover soup, it can maintain a person's life and temporarily restore energy and physical strength.

"Bang!"

The iron cage opened, and the butcher put the dog basin containing food in front of Xiao Yuanchao, bared his yellow teeth and said, "The last meal will not take long, you will become a bunch of ****s, hahahaha..."

Xiao Yuanchao glanced at the butcher faintly and said to him: "Do you hope that everyone like me will die and then become ****? You don't want your master to win money? You just want your master to lose money, right?"

Although no one told him what this place is for, Xiao Yuanchao could guess something. He was going to be pulled out to duel with others, and the nature of the black market fist. If he was duel, there would inevitably be bets. Proving his own value is to prove that he could bring wealth to that woman. In addition, Xiao Yuanchao could not think of what value he had here. It was obvious that the woman did not know him.

"Bah!" The butcher spitted on Xiao Yuanchao's face and kicked over the dog basin containing the food.

The leftover soup was sprinkled all over the ground. The butcher dared not continue to beat Xiao Yuanchao, but could kick his food over.

Xiao Yuanchao smiled, lay down and picked up the food on the ground with both hands, stuffed it into his mouth...

The people searching outside did not find Xiao Yuanchao's body from beginning to end. No matter it was Mrs. Victoria's search team, the Chinese search team, or even the search team led by Du Bao, there was no trace.

There is indeed no trace to be found. The storm beat the yacht to pieces. All we can find is the fragments of the limbs. No useful clues can be found from the fragments of the limbs. Perhaps Xiao Yuanchao followed the cockpit of the submarine to sink to the bottom of the sea... The chance of floating to a small island was basically ruled out, because the crash site was in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. There were no islands or reefs in a radius of hundreds of nautical miles, and it was not on any route.

But the more the body is not found, the more the baby wants to search for it. She has encountered such a thing before. When the same thing comes again, she knows what she should do. She is Xiao Yuanchao's wife, so she has to hold hope for Xiao Yuanchao that she will never be destroyed.

Half a month later, Mrs. Victoria had given up, and the search and rescue team sent by China almost gave up. But the baby would not give up, and the red soldiers would not give up. In addition, there was one person who did not give up-a.

a led soldiers to search one island and one island, and divided the labor with Du Baobao. He started to look for needles in a haystack. Du Baobao did not believe that Xiao Yuanchao died, and a did not believe that Xiao Yuanchao died. The reason was very simple, they believed that Xiao Yuanchao could not die!

White House Guard Headquarters.

"Mr. General, Mrs. Victoria's search and rescue have stopped, and China's search and rescue have also stopped, but the wife of the red soldier has not stopped searching and rescue." An elite of the White House Guard reported to the Supreme Commander.

"Then let her go search and rescue, and do not cause any interference. Maybe she has the ability to search for Hell City." The Supreme Commander asked the elite with his pipe in his mouth, "The order of Hell City is still normal? Didn't it change because of the entry of the red soldiers?"

"Everything is OK!"

"It's good, but it still needs to be managed strictly." The Supreme Commander bit the cigarette butt and ordered: "Remember, Hell City is our foundation. Without Hell City, there would be no Eagle Wings Force. The Red Soldier will train for us. He is a master of the Lion Dance Force. Remember, twenty-four hours of uninterrupted monitoring and analysis, I want to get the training content of the Lion Dance Force from him."

The Eagle Wings unit is the White House Guard, just like the T-A troops are called the Lion Rising Force by other countries. Other countries do not know the specific name of the White House Guard, so they are replaced by the White House Guard. The real number is called the Eagle Wings unit, named after the American Eagle.

"yes!"

The elite turned around and strode away.

The Supreme Commander took a deep breath of his pipe and said to himself: I don’t know how the training method of the lion-drawing troops is. Can it be more cruel than regional cities? The answer will be revealed soon, Red Soldier, you are of great value...

The yacht crash was not an accident. No one wanted to kill Xiao Yuanchao, but someone wanted to use Xiao Yuanchao. He is the ace elite of the Special A troops. As the same type of troops in other countries, he will try every means to understand the internals of such troops on the other side. If he cannot penetrate, he can only find something from the people in these troops.

Training mode, technical and tactical skills, etc.... Maybe you won’t say it, but in different combat environments, your body will tell everything clearly. This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy set up by the US from the beginning.

The red soldiers encountered a storm and the ship capsized, without any evidence or traces. No matter what others think, this is an accident that no one expected. Yes, it was an accident, just an accident!

"Sir, aren't you afraid that the red soldiers will destroy the city of Hell?" A lazy voice came.

"Oh? Destroy this city?" The Supreme Commander smiled while installing a pipe: "Registration No. 1, no, you should be asked to make a ruling now. Because No. 3 was killed by Zhao Ziyang and No. 2 was killed by you, you became the unique ruling, hahaha... I ask you, do you think you can destroy the Lion Dance Force alone?"

"No." The lazy voice answered again.

"You can't destroy the Lion Dance Force, then the Red Soldiers cannot destroy the Hell City. This is the end of the Red Soldiers!" The Supreme Commander lit a cigarette butt and sniffed comfortably: "As long as we find the training mode of the Lion Dance Force from the Red Soldiers, we can completely defeat them. The gentlemen on Wall Street will find ways to complete the attack on China through the economy, and we must start with their national shield. If we defeat the Lion Dance Force, the Chinese national shield will collapse and be exposed to us!"
Chapter completed!