In the room outside Li Mo's surveillance, after Li Mo settled the two relatively small children, he took the girl outside to ask for something.

"Kasha, in your eyes, is it better to have the government army or the rebel guerrillas?" Li Mo squatted on the ground and asked cautiously.

Kasha thought for a moment and said: "It's not good, the guerrillas are stronger, they kill the government army and the rebels." ”

"How about the guerrillas, why do you say that?" Li Mo asked curiously.

"My dad was a guerrilla. Absolutely. Government forces don't care about us. As soon as the rebels came, they ran away. Kasha said as he recalled.

"Your father is a guerrilla, what is his name, where is he? I'll take you to him?" Li Mo hurriedly asked.

Kasha cried with a sad face: "Dad was taken away by Ahsan. It's been more than ten days. I guess he was killed too. I don't know where he is!!"

Li Mo suddenly thought that the day before yesterday he had seen Ahsan perform marksmanship in the jungle during the day, maybe Kasha's father was among the more than ten corpses.

But he could not have told Kasha that some guerrillas had been executed. I'm afraid that the last hope in Kasha's heart will be shattered.

Time passed little by little, and Kasha was also a little sleepy. Li Mo tidied up the room, just enough for the three children to rest, guarded himself aside, and began to meditate.

In the second half of the night, Li Mo bandaged his face. I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, Juran also found a pair of gloves, which should be the kind that farmers brought when they went out to farm.

With gloves on, Li Mo silenced himself in the night and ran desperately towards the highway.

Touching the dagger on his waist, Li Mo strengthened his idea that he could make the enemy afraid in order for him to escape. Li Mo came out this time to make the local people afraid, and only in this way can this village called Isabwa live. Those sisters can live.

The speed was very fast, and Li Mo went around the village. Running from behind. Naturally, no one could spot him.

In less than 20 minutes, Li Mo came to the pipe card where the villagers who had escaped were killed.

From afar, Li Mo saw at least five trucks parked on the side of the road, and there were two army-green tents next to them.

There were still a few people lying around the campfire. I should have drunk too much and fell asleep.

There were only three people patrolling the surroundings, and although they were loaded with guns, they could still be seen, and they were also drunk and hazy.

Pulling out the dagger, Li Mo slowly approached the nearest person standing guard.

He was not given a chance to react, and the black man only felt a hot throat. Subconsciously touched it, and it was all bloodstains. I was about to shout something desperately, but Li Mo had already cut his throat, how could he make a cry for help.

"Uh-uh-uh" for a long time, and slowly fell to the ground. The blood was still rolling out. Lying on the ground, I saw Li Mo's ghostly figure wantonly slaughtering in the crowd.

In less than 30 seconds, the three patrolling people had already been killed by Li Mo.

Walking to the bonfire, Li Mo looked at the pieces of meat scattered on the plate on the ground, and then looked at the messy donkey that was cut down in the distance, he guessed where he must have snatched it.

Several drunk people didn't wake up in their sleep, and their throats were cut by Li Mo.

There were 6 people outside. But there are also 6 trucks. Based on the calculation of five people in one car, there are at least 20 people resting in the tent.

But in the face of these more than 20 sleeping soldiers, Li Mo didn't look at it at all.

I didn't wait to walk into the tent. Li Mo saw wine bottles all over the ground, all kinds of them.

The smell of choking alcohol came from the mouths of snoring black men, and it was almost as smelly as a toilet.

But now it's not about the taste. Li Mo cautiously walked into the tent, and everyone was lying on the ground and asleep. Li Mo stepped forward. One by one, they slit everyone's throats.

It just so happened that one of the people in this group was carrying a marching recorder. happened to be accidentally touched by Li Mo, fell to the ground, and photographed Li Mo's figure.

The ghostly Li Mo killed more than 20 people in less than 2 minutes. And none of them responded. There was no sound.

Inside and outside the tent, there was no one alive. Li Mo put down his scarf at this time.

The camera shines on Li Mo's face. Just at the moment when I took off my scarf. A fair face is recorded inside the camera.

Taking away some of the already cooked jerky, Li Mo left unhurriedly. And destroyed all the trucks, just so that they would not be used.

You must know that it is simply impossible to have spare parts to repair vehicles on the side of the combat troops. These six trucks are completely scrapped outside the village of Isabwa.

When Li Mo came back, the sky was still as dark as ink. went up to the second floor, gently opened the door, and saw the three children snuggling together and sleeping soundly, Li Mo covered the children's bodies with a quilt, and then sat aside and began to meditate and rest.

Before dawn the next day, the children's stomachs began to gurgle.

Li Mo has always been out of his mind, just afraid of being attacked, or something happens to the children. When I heard the voice, I immediately woke up.

They are all children in the development period, and naturally eat more. But at night, Li Mo only gave them some jerky, saying that it was impossible to eat enough.

Fortunately, they ran into Li Mo, otherwise they would have starved to death even if they were not beaten to death for 3 days at most. It is impossible for people outside to distribute food for the children. It's good to be able to make a living on your own.

It's already getting a little dark. Li Mo had already prepared water and jerky.

The three children rubbed their eyes, looked at the dried meat in front of them, and before Li Mo could speak, the eldest sister began to share the food. The eldest piece of donkey meat was given to the younger brother, and the piece about the size of the younger brother was handed to the younger sister. Only then did he give Li Mo a piece, and he still left the smallest piece.

Li Mo shook his head, "No need, I'm not hungry." Just eat it. It's not enough, I'll get it for you again. ”

Handing over a basin of water, the child hurriedly pounced and drank desperately. The skin of the mouth has long been bursting. Although there was no bleeding, it was still very painful.

While eating, the girl looked at Li Mo, "Sir, where did you get the food, tell me." I'll just go get it. ”

This is not to trouble Li Mo, but how could Li Mo tell them that he had just killed someone and taken it away.

"Far away, you can't find it. When I'm hungry, just say, I'll figure it out. ”

The girl nodded, and smiled innocently at Li Mo, the donkey meat on her teeth was still stained on it, but Li Mo didn't feel that the girl was not beautiful at all.

Touching the child's hair, Li Mo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. But suddenly I smelled a fishy smell.