Chapter 442 Let’s Destroy WSF

The shouts of forty elite special forces from Londraland echoed through the primitive jungle of Witcord Peak in Mount Ammo.

This surge of fury, spewing the blood of Londraland soldiers, incinerated all the fluke and hope of the invaders to nothing!

A blood debt must be paid in blood!

Stirring the passionate enthusiasm of every Londraland special forces elite present.

What humanity, what rules, what benevolence.

The maxims of these saints were bullshit to the brutal invaders!

The legacy left by our ancestors, how could we allow others to trample on it!

Those who dared to slaughter my brethren, I made sure their blood was splattered within five steps!

This was the iron–blooded mission every Londraland soldier should have

had!

Amid the passionate shouts of dozens of special forces elites, Ignacio commanded, “Dragon Soul, LSF, listen up! About face! Target is 100 meters outside the jungle, stand by fully equipped!”

“Yes!”

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resounding and powerful sound of footsteps gradually faded

three black–clad assassins looked at the situation before them and

of special forces elites from Londraland were preparing to make their

of Londraland were not as merciful as the

black–clad assassins looked at the terrifying faces around them, experiencing the fear of imminent death for the first time.

didn’t have any

were just for the

had only heard that the Londraland. military advocated for treating prisoners of war kindly and

never could

of Londraland special forces, full of wolf–like ferocity,

shouted, “I want to complain to the International

of death!” Robin pursed

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special forces members who had witnessed their comrades being

for him. The other two are for you to deal with!”

should you do?

general, kill them, avenge our fallen comrades!” The eyes of the six Warwolf Special Forces

hatred.

black–clad assassins towards an open space on the

pointed at the assault rifles in their

the warriors were

did

their bayonets. “To kill such beasts, one should

immediately drew their military daggers, stabbing two black–clad assassins

gruesome scene before him, knew he wouldn’t meet

442 Lers

and stabbed it

were knocked out one by one, he

pain!

invade Londraland this time? What was your

black shook his

the ankle of this

the sound of breaking

my family is still being held hostage

dared to come, you should have thought about the price you’d have

black–clad assassin howled in agony.

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