Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

Chapter 1184 Who said that the Yan people treated prisoners of war well?

No one responded to Zhaka's doubts. The window in front suddenly exploded, and grenades were thrown in one after another as if they were free. Dozens of them were thrown in in the blink of an eye.

Boom... boom...

The explosion shook the Capitol building and a buzzing sound echoed around it.

Zaka, who was wrapped in the air wave, found himself flying. When people are out of control, they always grab something. Zaka grabbed something in mid-air and held on to it tightly. When he woke up, he found that it was a body that was blown apart, bloody and in pieces.

He held the upper body in his arms. The two dead fish eyes on the corpse's face were still staring at him. As for the lower body, no one knew where it had gone.

Zaka was an old terrorist and had seen a lot, but he had never seen anyone so fierce. At first, he thought he was seeing things, so he closed his eyes and reopened them before he started shouting.

boom……

A stun grenade exploded near him for free.

Zaka, who had just lost his body, was blown into a river of black pigs and rolled on the ground in pain. It seemed as if there were thousands of little devils in his ears, pulling the saw at the same time, making sharp and ugly sounds. He was temporarily blinded and everything around him was dark.

When he recovered a little, footsteps were heard outside, and Zaka saw a group of soldiers in camouflage uniforms breaking in and shooting at his surviving men.

Missless shots!

One bullet, one head.

The whole scene was like playing whack-a-mole.

"Who is this person? His shooting skills are so terrifying!"

Xhaka struggled to retreat, but in fact, he had no way to retreat and was soon surrounded.

Thump thump thump… Chen Jun led his men to the front of this guy and looked down at him: “Zaka?”

"Yan people..."

Zaka immediately recognized the facial features of these people, but what responded to him was the sound of gunfire.

bang bang bang...

Every time a gunshot rang out, Xhaka screamed in fear. He even closed his eyes, accepting the final arrangement of fate. But after a moment, he felt something was wrong, and he felt nothing in his body. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was covered in blood, and all his close associates were shot in the head.

"With such a mental condition, you are still a terrorist?"

Chen Jun looked at the other man's wet crotch with a cold face. The guy was so scared that he peed his pants.

"Capture him and retreat."

"Yes!"

Wang Yanbing, who was following nearby, immediately tied up Zhaka's hands and feet, and lifted him directly onto the helicopter as if he was carrying a chicken or a duck.

Then everyone retreated.

Less than five minutes after Chen Jun and others left, a large number of rebels arrived. They rushed into the parliament building and turned over all the corpses, but they did not find their leader Zaka. Instead, they found a number of rebellious government officials, but they were all dead.

"Hurry up and find the leader, he represents Allah, otherwise, Allah will be angry and we will all die."

The rebels panicked immediately. They moved in batches, spreading out their range to look for Zaka's whereabouts.

These people were all disciples of Allah, that is, they had been brainwashed, and in their hearts, Zaka was the representative of Allah. No one could have imagined that he would be kidnapped, and the entire rebellious city fell into chaos.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mohadi's government forces seized the opportunity and fought back again.

These disturbances are related to Chen Jun, but he is now in the mentality of just watching the show. The disciple of Allah is lying at his feet, shivering.

"Make a phone call and have your men stop attacking the factory."

Chen Jun is a good man. He stuffed the phone directly into Xhaka's hand. The latter seemed unable to react and just stared at him blankly.

It was not until Chen Jun saw a sharp saber in his hand that Zaka woke up immediately and made a phone call.

"I am Zaka. I order you to stop attacking the factory immediately and retreat... Retreat immediately. I will not say it a second time. I am conveying the will of Allah. Do not go against the Yan people. There is no but. I am the leader. You can only listen to me. Retreat quickly..."

Even though Zhaka looked as scared as a mouse seeing a cat in front of Chen Jun, he was still quite confident when he made the phone call.

"Next, do you want to listen to me or to your real words?" Chen Jun took the phone back and looked at Zhaka with narrowed eyes.

“You are my God now.”

Chen Jun narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who is standing behind you and asking you to attack the Yan people?"

This time, Xhaka didn't dare to respond. He lowered his head to the floor and trembled there.

"Take him to try some high-altitude activities to sober him up."

"Yes!"

He Chenguang narrowed his eyes, stood up, picked up Zaka, and threw him directly out of the helicopter door.

If Zhaka understood Yan language, he would definitely yell "Fuck" instead of making a series of noteless frightened sounds.

When Zaka woke up, he found that the rope on his feet was pulling him tight. He was floating and bouncing in the air. As the helicopter flew through the sky, this feeling made him pee again.

These devils, these devils... Who said that the Yan people will be tolerant, easy to talk to, and treat those who surrender well?

They are all liars...If they disagree with you, they will just abuse you, it is totally unreasonable.