Major General Lin said this and nodded to the side. The soldier next to him immediately turned on the projector, and a video image appeared on the white screen behind him.
The video shows a ruin, and the camera keeps shaking, showing that the shooting point is on a tracked vehicle. The camera occasionally switches, and you can see soldiers wearing thermal insulation suits up close. It should be taken by the recorder on the soldier's head.
Knowing what was bound to happen next, everyone in the square held their breath, including Yan Bubu and the children nearby, who also watched the screen intently.
The tracked vehicle was bumping along the ruins, and everything seemed normal. But at this moment, the bricks and tiles beside it suddenly sank, revealing a hole. A rope flew out of the hole and flexibly wrapped around the waist of a soldier on the tracked vehicle.
"Ah—" As the soldier cried out, the rope quickly retracted and rolled him into the hole.
The other soldiers then reacted, jumped out of the car and rushed to the cave. The video camera shook along with their footsteps, and then a dark cave entrance appeared.
The hole was very deep. The soldier was holding onto a steel spike that was inserted horizontally at the hole's entrance, his body still hanging in the air.
"Help... me..." He raised his head and begged for help with difficulty, but the rope around his waist was tightening and dragging him downwards.
Because the camera was close, everyone in the square could see clearly that what was wrapped around his waist was not a rope, but a long, twisted tree root with dirt on it.
"Hold on!"
Two soldiers on the ground reached out to drag him, while the other drew his dagger, leaned over, and tried to cut off the tree roots on his waist.
But the tree root actually began to tighten inwards, like a steel wire, sinking into the soldier's waist little by little, sinking into the flesh, making it impossible for the dagger to reach it. The soldier's waist was gushing with blood, and his mouth was also gushing with blood. It was obvious that he was dying.
Probably out of consideration for the psychological endurance of some people, the video abruptly stopped here and did not continue playing, but switched to the next segment.
The following sections are similar to this one, either a group of wild cats as big as wolfhounds suddenly jumped out from the roadside, grabbed a soldier and dragged him deep into the ruins, or a large patch of rose vines entangled the entire tracked vehicle, slowly wrapping it up completely...
Some people in the square were so frightened that their faces turned pale, they were shaking and closing their eyes, while others covered their mouths with tears flowing from their eyes. The row of children sitting on the iron arm of the excavator were all terrified.
Yan Bubu had been chased by a tiger and had also encountered killer vines in the research institute, so after watching these videos, he had developed a certain shock resistance and was much calmer than other children.
But despite this, he was still afraid.
"Brother." He called softly.
Feng Chen turned his head and did not ask Yan Bubu why he called him. He just stretched out his hands, took him in his arms and held him upright.
The video played for a few seconds and then stopped, and the screen went dark. But the people in the square had already understood that the deaths of more than 400 soldiers were not just statistics, but more than 400 horrific deaths.
Just like the video they had just seen, it was bloody and cruel, and it exceeded the limits of human psychological endurance.