The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 2990

Originally, the World of Losers

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In the rainforest camp, Klaus and the soldier were being held down tightly by the others. The reason was... they had been fighting each other.

Both of them had obvious injuries on their faces.

At that moment, the squad leader had just returned, his face livid. "Idiots, trash, bastards!"

The curses were aimed at both of them at once... Klaus and the soldier instinctively looked away from the squad leader.

This Combat Squad had its full complement of eleven members. Including Klaus, four of them had remained at the camp. At this moment, the other two soldiers in the tent had been driven out... along with the half-naked woman who was struggling.

The two soldiers hurriedly pulled up their pants. They knew what they were about to face.

Although such behavior was quite common throughout the entire war zone, with many villagers from besieged villages secretly fleeing every day and desperately begging the surrounding soldiers for food—such conduct was strictly forbidden, of course. At least, it was not permitted by the constitution.

"I'll kill her right now!" The soldier who had fought Klaus threw off the two squadmates holding him down. As he removed the safety on his pistol, he walked toward the woman, who was curled up in a ball and completely panicked.

But the squad leader quickly shouted him down and snatched away the weapon in his hand.

"Idiot! She can help us find the village!" The squad leader slapped the soldier hard across the face. "All you need to do now is find a way to get the village's location out of her. Stop thinking with your lower half, you bastard son of a whore!"

As he spoke, the squad leader raised his leg and viciously kicked the soldier in the lower abdomen. The pain instantly sent

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