Immediately after, the sturdy man took an AK from the hands of the soldiers behind him, and directly pulled the trigger at the children standing in a row in front of him.

"Whoosh~~"

The sound of AK assault rifles suddenly sounded, and more than a dozen children fell to the ground directly. They even ate steamed buns in their mouths, never thinking that they would be killed suddenly, or they had long been accustomed to this normality.

Their mouths stopped chewing, and the steamed buns in their hands slowly fell to the ground, rolling a few times before finally coming to a standstill.

The children around him watched the children next to him fall to the ground, and the bright red blood flowing from their chests and heads did not show any discomfort or fear.

Their only action is to pick up the steamed buns that fall from the children next to them when they fall down, and eat them or hold them in their hands and eat them later.

One of the unsightly little boys did the same, they had been hungry for many days, and had never had any food. He glanced at the two fallen corpses next to him, and quickly picked up the steamed buns that had fallen on the ground and put them in his pocket.

In the past few days, he had seen so many dead people, even more living than he had seen since birth, that he was a little numb.

He really couldn't understand why this person who said he was their instructor was shooting at them!

As soon as the gunfire stopped, many mercenaries walked up, directly grabbed the corpse's arm and dragged it away, and then under the gaze of everyone, they threw it very casually on the pile of corpses that had already piled up!

At the same time, the man's lame pronunciation rang out again, "Their luck doesn't seem to be too good." The man looked around helplessly, and suddenly said seriously, "From now on, you will know that luck is also part of strength!"

"Hehe, you guys seem to be in luck. The sturdy man grinned, his big yellow teeth were very eye-catching, and he was more like a devil who ate people and didn't spit out bones than he was ugly.

After glancing around, the sturdy man nodded to himself and said, "Okay, let's start class now." ”

The sturdy man took a magazine, replaced it with bullets very casually, and directly turned around and fired a wave of strafing at the more than a thousand tribesmen gathered together behind him.

Suddenly, the screams came one after another, and the crowd gathered in the tribe instantly became chaotic, but no one fled.

Under the countless muzzles, they didn't dare to have any ideas at all, they could only choose to compromise and meet the judgment of fate!

After about a minute, the tribesmen had quieted down and were still gathered there.

The sturdy man shrugged his shoulders helplessly, looking very boring, "This is life, you may still be eating steamed buns at this moment, but the next moment you may lie on the ground forever like them, this is your life now, it is so fragile, so simple!"

"If you want your fragile life, and you want to stand on the ground and gasp, and you want to eat the steamed buns in your hand, you have to kill them all!

After saying that, some soldiers handed each of them an AK rifle.

"Now, let's get rid of these damn black waste!"

Although the sturdy man's voice was loud, not a single person fired a shot.

All the children are you look at me and I look at you, I don't know what to do, the little boy is holding an AK weighing more than ten pounds in his hand, and he is also a little at a loss.

Although he has seen a lot of dead people in the past few days, he has only seen it, and he has never killed anyone with his own hands!

The sturdy man looked at the more than 200 children who could not make a sound, shook his head helplessly, and said sharply: "To be merciful to them is to be cruel to yourself! ”

Immediately afterwards, the sturdy man called over a tribal man, and after a few simple words, the tribal man took the AK and began to shoot directly at more than two hundred children.

In an instant, the children who were standing in a row fell down. The tribal men were extremely fierce, holding their guns and shooting non-stop, as if they had vented all their hatred on them.

Like the other children, the little boy lay on the ground, looking at the tribal man with a hideous face as he pulled the trigger, and his eyes gradually flashed with fire from the muzzle of the gun......

Everything is insignificant in the face of death, not only for the tribesmen, but also for two hundred children......

Eventually, an older child pulled the trigger, and although the recoil shook the jaw of his right hand, the tribesmen fell.

The first person fired, and soon, more people fired, and gradually almost all the muzzles of the guns spat out tongues of fire, and screams came one after another.

For some children who were lying on the ground with guns and trembling, they were directly "eliminated" by sturdy men!

Although the children's marksmanship was very poor, under a considerable amount of dense firepower, the tribesmen fell in an instant.

They never imagined that the killers against them would be more than 200 children who seemed harmless to humans and animals at first!

The mercenaries with guns around them could no longer stop their desire to live, and more than a thousand people scattered in a hurry, running in all directions.

As the gunshots rang out, the sturdy man picked up a megaphone and said, "Kill them all!

As he spoke, the sturdy man casually pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the two children closest to him, and directly pulled the trigger.

In an instant, more than 200 children, all of whom stood up, rushed forward with guns in their hands.

They had no doubt in the slightest about what the able-bodied men were saying, and they, like the tribesmen, simply chose to obey them.

A mother was shot in the leg and fell to the ground, pushing her five or six-year-old child, shouting, "Run, run......"

The child glanced at his mother, turned around and ran, without hesitation. The woman watched her child run away, and then showed a bitter and relieved smile.

However, the smile suddenly froze, and she only heard a gunshot in her ear and saw her son's body fall to the ground.

The woman froze for a moment, she turned her head to look at the little boy who was shooting on the side, her gaze gradually changed, and it was full of hatred and resentment......

Suddenly, she straightened up and threw herself at the little boy next to her, cursing in her mouth, "Devil, you are the devil, I want you to die, I want you to die......"

The little boy was a little stunned by the woman who suddenly went crazy, and he only felt that the woman's eyes were red!

In the blink of an eye, the woman rushed in front of him, and the little boy reacted so frightened that he pulled the trigger directly.

"Bang!"

The boy quickly closed his eyes, and although he didn't see the image of the bullet burrowing into his head at close range, he could clearly feel a wave of heat on his face.

"You're doing a good job, tell me what's your name?" At this moment, the sound man's voice slowly reached the little boy's ears.

The little boy slowly opened his eyes, looked at the sturdy man who was much taller than himself, and raised his head and said, "Yang Fan......"

It was still dawn, and an Apache helicopter gunship was hovering over the square in front of the Ling Military District Hospital.

Since there were really no other planes yesterday, he had to ask Yang Jiaxing for a helicopter gunship, which took a lot of time, and because the helicopter gunship was not based on speed, he knew that he had only arrived in Linghai now.

Looking at the building of the Ling Military District Hospital, Jia Song's heart that had been carrying seemed to have settled all of a sudden, and after rubbing his temples, Jia Song put aside the information in his hand.

All along, his attention has been aimed at certain foreign forces, and he has not paid much attention to the country. So much so that he was reading the relevant information of Linghai City all night, and he had read almost all the information in Linghai, whether it was white or black, whether it was evil or not, it couldn't escape his eyes.

Leng Yu was already standing straight nearby at this time, quietly waiting for the plane to land.

She rested very early last night, because she knew that even if she really managed to meet Yang Fan yesterday, it would be meaningless, so she had to wait for Jia Song to come over.

At this time, her mood was somewhat apprehensive, she came over this time to deal with Yang Fan's affairs, but Yang Fan was ...... , and this time Yang Fan's accident also has something to do with her.

Soon, Jason stood in the hospital square and stretched, and then he sighed heavily.

There are also two men with powerful aura behind him, which makes people know that they are extraordinary at a glance.

Jia Song came back to his senses and saw Leng Yu next to him, so he walked over quickly, "How is Yang Fan?"

"Commander Zhang Huaiyun said that he has already undergone surgery, and it should be no big deal now!" Leng Yu looked at Jia Song with a very self-reproachful expression.

Understanding Leng Yu's thoughts, Jia Song smiled and said, "You don't have to blame yourself, I originally came to let you look at Yang Fan, whether he is hurt or not has nothing to do with you and us!"

"Then why are you?" Leng Yu obviously didn't believe it, thinking that Jia Song was comforting himself.

Jia Song smiled, "I came here, of course, to find him for other things." ”

"Really?" Leng Yu still didn't believe it.

"Really!" Jason smiled and nodded, indicating that what he said was true.

Seeing that Jia Song didn't seem to be lying to himself, Leng Yu's eyes lit up, and then he returned to his previous indifference. However, what made her own strange was that she still felt a little strange in her heart, and it did not change because Jia Song did not blame herself.

Jia Song looked at Leng Yu's changed appearance, and asked with a smile, "Do you know what Yang Fan's attitude is now?"

Leng Yu shook his head: "I don't know the specifics, with the Thunder Special Combat Team guarding, it is difficult for me to enter." ”

"Thunder Special Combat Team?" Jia Song was slightly surprised and asked, "You mean the strongest special forces in the Ling Naval District?"

"Yes. Leng Yuying said: "It's this team." ”

Jia Song nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "Okay, take me over now." ”