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Shen Jing admits his hypocrisy, and even struggles with hypocrisy, extending his life to this moment. He hid behind a tree, breathing lightly and slowly, and he persuaded himself not to be a hero, and the heroes died miserably.

The gunfire was like popping beans, tongues of fire were spitting, and thick smoke was billowing out.

In the wind, a blue flag on a white background, gunpowder smoke swirled up, and the heat wave made the flag hunt sound. Although his vision is blurred, he also knows a little about the olive leaf under the blue flag.

The spire building hangs a cross and is surrounded by loose walls, which is a church. OUTSIDE THE WALL, TWO "GREAT WALL" PICKUP TRUCKS ROARED BY, AND THE REAR BUCKET WAS CONVERTED INTO A BASE AND WELDED SOVIET-MADE 12.7MM MACHINE GUNS. The black soldiers screamed, bullets rained down, walls splashed, and smoke flew in the air.

Bullets are flying off the wall layer by layer. Occasionally, gunshots fired back, frightening the soldiers on the pickup to shrink their necks and waists. The people in the church were good marksmans and almost killed him a few times. The military qualities of the black soldier were comparable to the jokes, and with just a gun in the church, they engaged in a tug-of-war with them.

A team of seven soldiers touched the wall, laughed and shoved, and threw grenades into the courtyard while playing. Soon the screams, cries, and shouts of women, like all tragedies, are not unusual.

Half of the wall collapsed, and pickup trucks rushed in, two machine guns aimed at the main entrance of the church.

A strong man in a red beret jumped out of the car, raised his leg and kicked it, cursing loudly.

"Come out and surrender, Babura's lackey, Du. The accomplice of the ****, the executioner of the Western world. ”

These words must have a source, and they certainly do not come out of nowhere. But how much gold is there? It depends on how much personal receptivity there is.

A strand of black hair floated behind the bars, and it was a female voice that replied: "We are ordered by the United Nations to only accept the wounded and refugees, and do not participate in any political disputes. ”

"Fuck you."

Scolding, the red beret freely switches between revolutionary faith and scoundrels, and with a wave of his hand, two minions come forward, and the grenade is about to be thrown into the house. His ultimatum: "Come out, surrender." Take only medicine, don't hurt anyone. ”

Dry!!!

The woman in the house spoke Chinese, Shen Jing looked sideways, how could there be Chinese?

Humanitarian aid is almost impossible to reach the people, and the day after they enter the port, pharmacies and hospitals appear in major cities. Only the remaining fruits were lost, and finally they were snatched and possessed by the warlords.

When it comes to the choice of medicine and life, normal people will choose the latter.

Two dilapidated door panels creaked open, and a group of people walked out of the room.

Six young men dressed in modern costumes supported a dozen local men and women, almost all of them wounded, with bandages on their hands and wooden planks on their feet. The white young man with a straight nose and a broad mouth had blood on his shoulders and a rifle in his hand.

The beret stepped forward, kicked him over, snatched the gun from his hand, and stared at him fiercely.

"What are you doing?" The Chinese girl pushed the beret away, helped the white youth up, and said with concern: "Joseph, are you alright?" Does it matter? ”

Joseph's expression was resolute, he glared at the beret and sneered: "It's okay, it's very good." He squeezed his hand lightly on the girl's back and whispered in German: "Lin, protect yourself, leave me alone, they won't reason with you." ”

The beret spat at him, and the golden knife sat back on the pickup, directing the soldiers to carry the medical equipment and medicines in the church.

A black woman with a colorful scarf on her head, holding a baby in her arms, cried and rushed: "Save my child, save my child." The beret lifted her eyelids, and the whites of her eyes were red. His chin nodded to the baby, then to Lin and Joseph, and said, "Look for them." ”

The long hair is tied into a ponytail and shakes tenaciously when the head is turned. Lin stared at him and said fiercely: "Without medicine, how can I save people?" ”

"This ......," Beret shrugged and smiled, "Look for the Red Cross, they'll send it to you." ”

After speaking, he closed the car door with a bang.

Pushed away with another bang, the Great Wall pickup was stepped on by him and trembled up and down. The beret hurried to the crowd, and the crooked refugees trembled, and they all bowed their heads and slumped shoulders to look at him.

He pushed a strong young man away, studying the people on earth with interest. The man had his hands hanging in front of his chest, as if he had been wounded, and his face was covered with a hat, and he was humming half-deadly. Berets' thick-soled military boots kicked the hat off his face, exposing a terrified face to the air.

The beret was startled at first, then laughed and said excitedly: "My dear, noble general, why are you here?" ”

"You've mistaken someone." The man rolled over, his head tucked into his crotch.

"General Seyman?" The beret ripped open his collar, a long scar on his collarbone, and said sadly: "I will forget you, and I will not forget this knife." As he spoke, he beckoned, and two soldiers with AKs came over, pointed their guns at the young man beside the general, and when the man retreated, he picked up the general and sent him into the car.

The beret suddenly turned around and said, "Kill them all." ”

Just like saying that the weather is good, in his opinion, it is not difficult to kill people.

Hearing this, everyone immediately collapsed, shouting and crying. The black man spoke quickly and urgently, and could not understand half a word, even crying and talking, even talking and crying, and making noise as if they were quarreling and scolding the street.

The soldiers put down their work and stood in a row, their rusty AKs pointing straight at the crowd.

The sun is setting in the west, and the sky is red like fire. The crowd stood in the backlight, long shadows pulling out behind them.

Someone suddenly fell from the roof of the church, and the beret's right leg was in severe pain, and he couldn't help but fall to one knee. The man stood tall with the muzzle of his gun on the back of his head, and said in a deep voice, "Whoever moves, he will die." ”

The tall and thin soldier turned around, and as soon as the gun was raised, he fell down, and blood was gurgling from his eyebrows.

"He's moving, you bear with it." Shen Jing's face was expressionless, the muzzle of the gun was pressed down, and a shot hit the beret's kneeling right foot. The beret screamed in horror and said in a very thin voice: "Don't move...... Don't move...... Ah......h

There is a hole in the thick-soled rubber military boots, and a slight smoke slowly wafts out.

Because of the size of his shoes, the bullet rubbed off half of his toenails, and it was no big deal. Shen Jing took out a gun from his waist, and it was quite heavy to start, and the work was fine, as bright as a silver mirror. A boa constrictor with five rounds of ammunition and elephant hunting.

The woman surnamed Lin jumped up, raised her arms and shouted: "I moved, I moved, kill him!! ”

Shen Jing squinted at her: "Neuropathy? ”

……

Five minutes later.

The soldiers were stripped naked, their hands tied behind their backs, and tied in groups in circles in churches. The broken window suddenly lit up, and a dull gunfire rang out, and Shen Jing immediately walked out, holding the revolver in his hand.

Lin asked him what was wrong? He said that it would eliminate harm for the people.

At the door, a pair of legs can be seen lying across the ground, hands twitching, neck up, nothing.

A red beret fell in the corner.

Killing, being killed, in this environment, accustomed to it, no one disagrees. After all, it is you who survive.

Lin treated Joseph's wounds briefly, helped local refugees calm their emotions, and injected babies with high fevers. Then he asked, "Who are you?" ”

Shen Jing piled all the AKs in one place, pumped gasoline out of the fuel tank, and set it on fire. The firelight reflected his red face, slightly hot, and turned his head and smiled: "My own people." ”

The engine roared, a puff of black smoke came out of the exhaust pipe, and the pickup truck near the door suddenly started. Shen Jing threw down the forest, caught up with him in a few steps, and pulled it out for General Saiman, and his arm was strengthened, and he fell heavily to the ground. Shen Jing squatted in front of him and said with a smile: "General, I saved your life, and you will leave without thanking you?" ”

"Thank you, you should thank you, when I go back, I will be polite. We don't have anything good here, you can take a lot of gold. The general grinned, squeezing out a smile that was uglier than crying. He was bitter in his heart, teary-eyed, and his heart was not a good thing, and he was unlucky today. He befriended a foreign friend and provided 200 rifles that had been eliminated by the Celestial Empire, saying that there was a way behind it and that they could cooperate for a long time. The merchant had a penchant for ivory. General Saiman trained the Imperial Guards and was in dire need of weapons, so he drove his troops to accompany the merchants out hunting.

Unexpectedly, the merchant was racing too fast and overturned, breaking General Saiman's calf. This place is far away from the station, and I am afraid of delaying my illness, so I come to the nearest church for treatment. In order to protect the safety of the merchants, and also to reflect the deep friendship and enthusiasm of the general, the entourage was sent to the merchants, and he only brought a personal guard. At the moment of life and death, the guards were like wood carvings and clay sculptures, and they did not dare to resist at all.

Lin followed, saying that it was not advisable to stay here, and the gunshots rang out for more than ten minutes, fearing that it would attract other rebels. Shen Jing nodded in agreement, and set up the general to leave.

Lin blocked the way, frowned, and said, "You want to go?" ”

Shen Jing was noncommittal: "Of course." ”

"Nope."

"Why?"

"Let's go together. You are held accountable. ”

"Hell, I don't know you, what responsibility do I have?"

Lin looked directly at Shen Jing, his eyes shining like a rising star: "You saved me, I am your responsibility." Changed to Chinese: "Send Buddha to the West." Follow-up asked, "Can you understand?" ”

Shen Jing smiled bitterly: "Yes." ”

Why not call the peacekeepers, he asked? Lin said that at the beginning of the shootout, he had already reacted to his superiors, who said that they had no right to interfere in the internal affairs of other countries. There was only an agreement with Babulu, and the security personnel waited in Caseri to seek refuge, and they had to go to Caseri.

With the enthusiasm of the world, Shen Jing will not talk deeply with her.

It's easy to work hard for yourself. Working hard for others is as difficult as climbing to the sky. When some people talk eloquently and logically reason to distinguish right from wrong, some people have already climbed to the place where the mountain stands on their feet with their hands and feet.