Chapter 725 (1/2)

North Africa, Morocco.

Fort kebil, 133 miles south of the Strait.

As the northern province of Morocco, one of the richest agricultural areas in the region of Tangier tetua, it was not affected by the war at all.

After all, the war took place in Spain, and Franco's rebels needed Morocco as their rear, providing logistical food and a source of troops.

This small town, which is full of farmland and farmers, still lives a quiet, quiet and slow-paced life every day.

As one of the most important granaries closest to the front line, Franco sent 2000 people out of town just in case.

In the rear area, there is nothing to do. Soldiers guarding the wheat field and a group of farmers every day will go to the small town to have some fun when they are bored.

The girls there are simple, warm-hearted and lucky enough to stay in his bedroom for one night if the farmer is not there.

There are a few plump and dissolute women in the town. They are the favorite of soldiers.

Tonight, it was the usual turn for a group of people to go to the town to relax. On the way to the town, they laughed and talked about women, alcohol and war.

”Bass, do you remember that lady last time? She invited me to come home next time, and I remember that she had a beautiful daughter

”Oh... Asshole, I don't think you'll forget me.”

”Well, you can sneak in through the back door, and we'll give them a taste.”

Just as he was saying, there was a shake in the wheat field on the roadside. The soldiers looked curiously into the wheat field, put their hands on the handle of their guns and said casually, ”who is it? Come out.”

Dada

Countless bullets penetrated the body from behind. The spatter of blood turned into a faint crimson mist in the air. More than 40 soldiers fell to the ground, and the bodies kept twitching.

”Safe.” A little hoarse voice came out of the wheat field. The wheat fields on both sides were shaking and making a ”rustling” sound. More than 20 soldiers in camouflage clothes appeared.

They don't have any marks on them, and the code on the side of the weapon has been polished.

The tactical dagger was drawn from the waist, and the body was quickly pulled into the wheat field after mending a knife on the neck of each corpse.

Some people use the ”broom” formed by wheat straw to clean up the bloodstain on the road surface and let the dust cover everything. Then everyone disappears in the wheat field, and the former tranquility is restored outside the town.

The next day.

The major, who found that the soldiers had not returned, sent the second team to take a vacation, and told them to inform the old bastard to get off the woman quickly.

The second group was still talking and laughing, and the topics on the road were still women, alcohol and war.

The most mentioned are the guys who left yesterday. I don't know if the women in town will be spoiled by them.

The major enjoys the service of a girl in the military camp. The two girls beside him are the most beautiful sister flowers he brought back from the town.

After dinner, the major remembered the problem of the soldiers coming back late and asked if those bastards who came back were punished?

The so-called punishment is to run around and make a show on the open space outside.

”Sir, they haven't come back yet.” The major was furious when he heard his report.