I deserve it

A strange smell surrounds the place. The soldiers are watching. Fear has taken over all dark desires. The trees are increasingly swaying, opening and then closing their arms as they pass. From afar, the features of a group of people appeared. The driver pressed the brakes. The trucks stopped. Each soldier grabbed his rifle. Silence prevailed. The soldiers dismounted, with their commander at their head, aiming their rifles. They arrived close to them. Their military uniform gave a bit of rea...