The collapsed brick wall was framed by slanted concrete beams, leaving only the thirty-centimeter-high gap in the middle. The small broken half of the tree trunk was in front of it, and the four small round eyes inside were full of horror.

Cracking sound...... Cracking sound......

The bullets hit the brick wall, and the flying debris continued to fall along the cracks and smashed on the two siblings. My sister was trembling all over, if it weren't for her brother desperately covering her mouth, let alone crying, the chatter of her teeth alone would have been discovered by people outside.

"There is no ...... here"

"There is no ...... here either"

In the darkness of night, a dozen guys in white helmets and camouflage uniforms seemed to be looking for something in the ruins. And the man at the head was still unwilling after hearing such a report from his subordinates. I saw him throw out the grenades hanging from his waist one by one. After the explosion passed, he wanted to order his men to continue searching.

"Captain, the front is already a warning minefield that we have laid. Expanding the search area outwards is too risky, and it is easy to get hurt by mistake. ”

"Yes, Captain, the density of mines is not destined for anyone to make it through this area alive, let alone two underage imps.

It must be the guy who is on guard to be lazy and panic and let people slip away from the main road, and there may be hope for our soldiers to chase in two ways at this time. ”

The man was silent for a while, thinking that no matter what the outcome would be, the risk of exposure to this place had already been formed, so he could only silently take out his mobile phone and report it to his superiors.

Thirty minutes later, seven or eight military trucks sprang out of thin air from that part of the ruins and left along the national highway, while explosions continued to be heard in large areas behind them.

I don't know if it was God's favor, but after the explosion that lasted for more than a minute, the two brothers and sisters hiding under the brick wall were unharmed. It wasn't until it had been quiet outside for nearly ten hours that the two little guys dared to come out of the gap.

My brother is older, so his head is brighter, and last night's explosion he estimated that all the people wearing white helmets must have left. He was bold enough to take his sister to the house where he had escaped. From afar, all that was left was a large expanse of scorched earth and stumps scattered everywhere.

Looking at the little hands and feet on the ground, these must be part of the dozen or so children who didn't have time to escape.

"Brother...... I'm hungry. ”

Smelling the "meaty" smell of the corpse on the ground, I actually saw the longing in my sister's eyes at this time.

"Hurry up, get out of here. My brother promised to find you something to eat. ”

My brother was scared, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like to stay any longer. His sister's salivating eyes made him sick to his stomach, so he had to drag her away as soon as possible.

At this moment, two cars in front of me and one behind were slowly approaching on the road ahead. My sister recognized the big red "ten" painted on the car from a distance. My mother said it before she was killed. There was an endless supply of food on those vehicles.

So the younger sister hurriedly wanted to wave to him from behind the wall, but at this critical moment, her brother covered her mouth and dragged her back.

"Alyssa, are you crazy, have you forgotten how we were tricked, those people are devils!"

"Mother said that the one with the red cross on it was a good person. ”

was reprimanded by this, although my sister lowered her head, she still muttered a little unwilling in her mouth.

How could my brother Pol not know what that sign represented?

Yes. It's just that I've been deceived once.,So I was almost gouged out of my heart.,My sister almost became an experimental mouse.。 Now that he has escaped death, he can't help but be less cautious.

"Okay, let's follow those two cars and have a look. ”

After a stalemate for a while, Pol finally couldn't resist his sister, and the two of them helped each other carefully chase in the direction where the car left......

Homs, located in the north of Damascus, serves as the center of an important agricultural region and transportation center in the western part of Xlia. Its rail network runs north to Aleppo and west to Beirut, the capital of Banon. Pipelines from the Karachuk oil field in the country and from the Yakkirkuk oil field also pass through the suburbs of the city to the oil ports along the Mediterranean coast. Therefore, such a unique geographical location is, of course, a strategic place where many forces want to control, and the permanent population is about 800,000. Of course, after nearly 100 tug-of-wars between the two sides, less than a third is now left.

It was only here that two weeks ago, when there was an exchange of fire between government forces and opposition forces, and it was a real drama of sandpiper and clam fighting for fisherman's profit.

The original Homs has been under the control of government forces for nearly two months, and the opposition is launching a fierce attack on its main positions. The scuffle continued until the early hours of the third day, when the Kurds, who had been haunting the northern mountains, suddenly joined in and took full control of the city in a devastating manner. In other words, the aid team guarded by Yang Buyu must now roam under the control of this brave people.

Since the Kurds took Homs almost under the noses of the two forces, this also means that the material in these two directions will not flow here. Therefore, since the change of ownership, the already insufficient food has become more and more scarce.

The International Red Cross is indeed quite famous. But with a population of more than 200,000, I am afraid that the materials on the big truck following the bus body are not enough for one person. So what is the meaning of this aid, Yang Bu is not hungry, and he really can't think of it.

The team's vehicle did not drive directly into Homs, but made a large circle to the refugee camp in the eastern part of the city after being identified by a roadcar.

Looking out of the car windows along the way, most of the buildings on both sides of the street have mottled bullet holes and signs of damage. Despite this, there are still many small vendors on the streets. The cruelty of war is certain, but life still has to go on.

However, there are many times more than those small vendors, who are squatting in the corners holding signs waiting to be hired. The vast majority of these people came from camps in the east, and their salaries were only in the hope that their employers would provide them with a day's food.

They are skinny and glazed-eyed, as if they have completely lost hope in life. It is not difficult to see from the dress that some of them were in the elite class before. But it's because of this damn war that they have nothing.

Seeing the red cross-painted buses slowly coming from the end of the road, almost at the same time, those who were crouching in the corner of the wall swarmed around and blocked the way of the convoy. And as more and more refugees gathered from all directions, it soon caused riots in the streets.

From the beginning of some small vendors being fished in troubled waters, it has developed into a brawl in less than 5 minutes and someone trying to open the back door of a large truck around the back, and finally riots have become inevitable.

Hungry people actually rushed into the shops on both sides to smash and loot, and the shopkeepers and those vendors of course wanted to protect their own interests, so there was a physical altercation.

The people on the bus were instantly frightened by the scene in front of them

。 This is completely different from what they expected for refugees to wait in an orderly queue for help. People frantically smashed the windows with rocks and tried to overturn the entire bus.

"Ah...... Help......"

"The car is going to over...... Think of a way......"

"Those people are crazy, but we're here to help them......"

It seems that this is the case, and the veteran members of the aid team have never expected to encounter it. At this time, I was also very frightened, and even a little overwhelmed.

"Everybody calm down, everybody stands on the left to keep the car balanced. Rest assured, the car can't be overturned. ”

Yang Bu was hungry and yelled at everyone, in his opinion, these people outside were just crazy with hunger. If there is a stalemate, the army will come, and there is really no need to use knives and guns.

In fact, as expected, there were troops stationed everywhere in the military-controlled city. As soon as the riot broke out, more than a dozen soldiers rushed over.

Yang in the car was not hungry, and he had already spotted the soldiers holding AK47s outside the crowd through the windshield. But what happened next was really much more than he expected.

Instead of firing into the air to disperse the crowd, the dozen or so soldiers shot them directly. Such a simple and crude way to solve the problem made everyone in the car confused.

With a firing distance of less than five meters, a 7.62 mm caliber bullet can shoot three people side by side in such a dense crowd.

The originally chaotic image was instantly stained with a large area of blood, and the severed arms and limbs were overlapped with the screams before becoming corpses.

Those who had time to flee scattered and took refuge in the corners of the surrounding streets. One of the men, who had just run out of the bakery, was lucky enough to escape the first wave of bullets due to a fall, but the bread he had just grabbed was also thrown aside.

But at this time, he ignored the bullets that were still pouring behind him, but stood up half-straight and struggled to reach for the bread beside him. As you can imagine, the bullet grazed his back and shattered his cervical vertebrae and knocked over half of his head.

All this Yang Bu was starved in his eyes, and at this time he really wanted to know, is life really not as important as a bag of bread?

And what happened next was to tell him with bloody facts that here, X Leah Homs, life is really not worth more than bread.

What happened to a man was not an isolated one, and in this short minute, the distance between the inside and outside of the car, almost all of them did not let go of their fingers holding the food until they became corpses.

The seven or eight naïve interns behind him had already cried into tears. What's more, he almost vomited and fainted while lying under the seat.

The gunfire stopped, and the dozen or so soldiers who fired smiled and waved to this side. They put away their assault rifles and began to clean up the bodies in the middle of the road to both sides so that the convoy could pass through.

Stephen, who was still calm, quickly woke up the frightened driver, then took two cigarettes from the front of the car and handed them to the soldiers through the window, and thanked them in a dry and hoarse voice.

Stephen's behavior quickly caused the displeasure of the young people in the team. What have become of those soldiers, who have slaughtered nearly 100 unarmed refugees just now, and now, as the captain of the International Red Cross Aid Team, are giving these executioners cigarettes to thank them? Are they accomplices? What is this kind of humanitarian aid? Not a single grain of food has been distributed, not a single wound has been bandaged, but nearly 100 corpses have been created......