Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!



Sparrowhawk's legs weren't sinking into the mud anymore. As one leg was stepping out, half of his body was sinking into the mud. The mud wasn't the kind of mud that would sink very quickly as long as one didn't move much. But there was quicksand below. The mud and quicksand combined produced a sinking force that was fast and huge.

From the moment he discovered the situation to the moment he was being rescued, the mud had covered his shoulder. He had to twist his neck and tilt his head to the side to breathe normally.

No wonder Xia Jinyuan and G3 had shouted. Sparrowhawk's situation was dangerous. If they were a minute slower, his life would've been in danger.

"Be careful of your footsteps! Don't fall! Be careful in the middle and don't retreat too much!"

"Push! Quick, quick!"

Xia Jinyuan and G3's voices were heard. The muscles and ligaments in their arms were about to break. They gritted their teeth and worked together with their comrades to pull Sparrowhawk up.

Ye Jian started shouting the rhythm. She was in the middle, so her comrades could hear her. Every time she pulled, she would shout in a hoarse voice, "One, two, one… pull! One, two, one… pull!"

After more than ten minutes, Sparrowhawk was finally pulled out of the mud. At this moment, every Chinese special forces soldier was so tired that they didn't even have the energy to stand up. They sat on the wet withered grass and panted heavily.

The eight of them panted and looked at each other. A few seconds later, they laughed heartily.

Their tenacious willpower and unyielding spirit allowed them to have an unprecedented rapport in this cold weather. The swamp was about 15 kilometers long. They had been traversing it from 8:30 am to 11:30 am. It took nearly three hours. The Chinese participants, who had brushed shoulders with death several times, finally managed to walk out of the swamp and reach the last control station within the stipulated time.

11:30 am Estonia time was 4:30 pm China time. In a city in China, the tireless sounds of cicadas could be heard everywhere. The huge sycamore leaves were also being burned by the sun. They hung limply and waited for night to fall.

In a certain prison in the Southern Province, a few bailiffs with stun batons and pistols on their waists walked over in an orderly manner. After taking over Ye Zhifan from the prison guard, they brought him to court.

This was a special trial. It couldn't be publicized.

Ye Zhifan, who had been in prison for a few months, had a numb expression on his face. He didn't ask anything when the prison guards brought him out. When the bailiffs brought him to court, he still didn't ask for anything. Even when he met his ex-wife, Sun Dongqing, he didn't look up.

What else was there to ask?

After being locked up for so long, there was only one possibility.

When the judge listed his crimes one by one, Ye Zhifan, who had his hands and feet cuffed, didn't defend himself.

"Imposition of the death penalty, deprivation of political rights for life…"

The judge read out the final result. Ye Zhifan's hands trembled slightly. The death penalty? He was sentenced to death.

He attempted to murder Ye Jian, the daughter of Martyr Sun Xueqing and covered up for the wanted criminal, Sun Yaozu. He used his position to make things easier for Sun Yaozu. Not only did he make the man a proud businessman, but he also allowed Sun Yaozu to smuggle and traffic.

What else was there?

Oh, he also caused a car accident and paralyzed the other party. At the same time, he used his connections to murder Principal Chen…

Everything had been investigated. Even the people who worked for him at that time had been arrested and testified in court. There was no room for him to argue.