SP and TR are held hostage

Special forces and terrorists... Those who have been fighting among themselves for quite a long time... But then... One of the special forces and another of the terrorists were captured, tied up, and knocked out. They woke up in a dark room, tied up and tied to each other, and dark figures towered over them, their clothes resembling rich men. There were three of these rich men in total, and a table with expensive cigarettes and expensive wine stood a short distance away from the three figures. Soon, apparently the leader of them all, stepped forward in front of the two tied-up enemies and spoke in a slightly heavy voice:
1st shadow: "So so..~ what do we have here? Two young guys who just ended up here, even with weapons..?~ How funny."
SP: "What the fuck!? Untie us now! You have no right to keep us here!"
TR: "You better shut up! Who knows what these scumbags will do to us!"
2nd shadow: "Don't doubt it, we'll torment you until we get tired of it..~"
3 shadow "If you disobey... Then it's your own fault..)"
SP: "What the fuck do you mean!?"
TR: "You idiot! They'll shoot you, kill you, poison you, or worse."
1 shadow: "That's right, puppets..)"
ST and TR: "We're fucked..-"
But their mouths were immediately shut, and they began to think about what to do and take off...
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