Alvaro looked at the team member's expression of agony and hurriedly averted his eyes with some panic.
"Your name, military number, and purpose of coming here!" Victor demanded, staring at him.
But he was quite tough, refusing to speak.
Victor didn't indulge him, having someone tie one of his legs with a rope and then binding the other end to the Humvee. Alvaro panicked immediately, "Stop it, I am a soldier from another country, you have no right to punish me..."
No right?
Let your boss come and talk to me.
Boom~
The driving officer hit the gas, dragging him off.
He let him experience what's known as: extreme human-powered vehicle.
The friction on his back soon made Alvaro scream in pain, struggling to tear off the rope on his foot, but the stony roads of Guadalupe Island were ruthless, and as the car dragged him over a sharp stone, his clothes tore in an instant, cutting deeply into the flesh.
