Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down
Chapter 28 Take off Your Clothes, Or She Will Do It!

Sharon hated her to the core. How could she possibly tell her truth so easily? She did crave to know the truth; however, she valued her life more.

She planned to ignore the WhatsApp message when Sharon suddenly gave her a video call. After a moment of hesitation, she answered it, only to see Aileen on the screen. Her hands and feet were bound; her mouth was gagged; her eyes were filled with tears and trepidation. Standing next to her were several punks with dyed hair and lewd faces.

Sharon walked over and violently pulled the rags out of Aileen's mouth. The knife in her hand made a few slashes, and Aileen's floral dress torn into pieces. Her tender skin and slightly bulging chest were exposed. Aileen begged piteously, "Sharon, I'm scared, bawl..."

"I didn't expect this little fool to have such nice skin and figure. In a few years, she'll grow up into a pretty lady," Sharon said jealously.

Those punks guffawed, "Fear not, girl. You'll be on cloud nine in a minute."

Some bold ones even got their hands on her. Aileen shed tears, too scared to make a sound.

When Winona saw that, her heart was crumpled and her chest filled with anger. "Sharon, you're insane! Aileen is also your sister!"

"Ha-ha... you think I'll take a retard as my sister?"

She turned around, stroked Aileen's head, and said softly, "Aileen, don't be afraid. I'll let these boys take care of you in a moment, and you're gonna have all the fun." Those punks rubbed their hands lewdly and eagerly.

"Winona, come quickly, or the little fool will be tarnished by these men. Wouldn't your late mother haunt you once she learned that you failed to take care of your sister?"

Vindictiveness had driven Sharon crazy. Winona almost bit through her lip but soon calmed down. "Okay, I'll be there soon, but you should leave Aileen alone! Otherwise, I'll fight you to the death!" "Fair enough, but don't think about playing games, or the little fool..."

"Okay, I'll be there alone."

"Winona, you're such a coquette. You can titillate the general while frying an egg."

Winona gasped. Sharon knew what had happened in the morning? Almost immediately, she realized that either the whole manor had been monitored or her belongings had been bugged. This was not something that a stupid woman like Sharon could do. Apparently, someone was secretly helping her. As for the motive, she suddenly thought of an expression. Hiring a thug to do the dirty work.

She tried to call Matt, only to find the screen going black. A moment later, her phone rebooted, and a text message came in. "Matt is receiving isolated training on Sheldeen Reef. You can't reach him for at least three days. By the way, keep your phone on."

Winona immediately realized that her cell phone had been bugged. What appalled her, even more, was that the other party knew Matt's whereabouts. It betrayed his high status, and sense told her that the person behind the curtain was probably Matt's opponent in the army and the government.

She rummaged through the medical kit and found two pills. The euthanasia medicine was newly made by the hospital. Three seconds after one took them, he would die. She put the pills in her pocket and made a decision. If she couldn't get away, she would rather die than blemish Matt's reputation.

Just then, Karen came in with a clean bedsheet in her hand. "Madam, are you going out?"

"Yeah, I'm going back to the hospital for a craniotomy."

Hiding the phone behind her back, she quickly expressed herself in sign language. Karen frowned slightly, trying to say something, but the lady took her bag and went off.

Karen was puzzled. As far as she knew, craniotomy required great techniques. Most of the time, it would be performed by a brain surgeon. Winona was a thoracic doctor. How could she possibly be asked to perform a craniotomy? Karen immediately called the hospital.

"May I ask if Dr. Winston is working overtime at the hospital today?"

"Chief physicians at military hospitals are not allowed to work overtime."

Karen sensed a serious situation. Just now, the lady deliberately said something wrong to warn her. As for the sign language, she couldn't understand it. By the time she rushed out, Winona was nowhere to be seen. In a hurry, she dialed Matt's phone but only heard the beeps.

She intended to call the police but dismissed the idea. As far as she could remember, the hostages were killed in recent kidnapping cases. Those losers couldn't achieve anything. She'd better go to the camp and see the general.

"Lucas, take me to Suttham as soon as possible!"

Winona had been knocked out and carried into an inconspicuous taxi. At the destination, a big man dragged her into a derelict warehouse.

When those punks saw the woman on the ground, their eyes were glowing with lust. This woman was a stunner. Her skin was fair; her figure was curvy; her thick, curly hair set off her pretty features.

"This chick is hot!"

"Miss Winston, we can't wait to do it."

Those punks looked eager when they set up cameras and took off their pants.

Sharon sneered, "What's the rush? She won't escape, and you will have all the fun. Remember one thing, keep her alive."

She instructed someone to get a bucket of cold water and poured it on Winona. The latter came round, and the scene was tantalizing. Her floral dress stuck to her body and accentuated her perfect figure. A lock of black, moist hair winded down her neck to her chest, making those punks feel parched.

Winona raised her hand to wipe the water off, looked around, and understood the situation. Instead of killing her, Sharon wanted to ruin her. This woman was vicious.

"Winona, you're awake!"

"Where is Aileen?"

"When the show is over, I'll let her go. In a moment, you should work hard, or she'll take your place." She laughed

She would like to see if Winona still had the nerve to be the general's wife after she offered herself to these men.

Just then, a punk with dyed yellow hair dragged Aileen over. As soon as she saw Winona, she tried to rush over, but the punk gripped her tightly.

"Let go of me, jerk!"

She turned around and bit the punk heavily, but the latter knocked her down with a slap. In fear, she rounded her eyes and whimpered.

Winona shot a cold, penetrating look at the punk, itching to skin him. "Hurt her again, I'm gonna kill you!"

The punk was frightened but gripped Aileen's arm tightly.

Holding a glass of wine, Sharon sat down on a soft chair and smiled behind her hand. "Your sisterly love is so touching. Why don't we play a game? Now take off your clothes!" Winona clenched her fist, bit her lip forcefully, and glared at Sharon indignantly.

"I'll count to three. If you refuse, I'll have to strip that little fool naked. One... two..."

"I'll do it!"0000‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒

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