Kennedy looked at him and nodded slightly, "You're really lucky."
"From now on, we're in charge of this barracks, any problems?"
The sentry was a man who knew the times, in fact, he hadn't revealed that he had deliberately injured his leg by smashing it against a wall because he didn't want to side with the drug traffickers, most importantly, he was more concerned about military news.
Victor's Anti-Drug Force...
It was said they were going to completely phase out small caliber firearms and unify to use 122mm cannons, what could that be for? Wouldn't that blow things "to bits and pieces"?
He had also advised his comrades.
But the drug traffickers had come last night with money in hand, and seeing those colorful US dollars, the officers and comrades instantly shed their military uniforms and put on the clothes of drug traffickers.
Um...
They left quite peacefully.
