My name is Lei Wei, Chinese.

I grew up in Cambodia to Chinese parents.

I was ten years old. The complete victory of the just-concluded war of defense of Cambodia against Vietnam and the United States is undoubtedly a cause for celebration for those of us living in this land.

Life is simple, I'm content, and at my age, there's nothing to worry about.

Walking on the streets of Phnom Penh these days, I see smiling faces after the war! People were confident in the establishment of a new regime, believing that the Khmer Rouge regime would bring them a more stable and prosperous life.

On the radio in the streets and alleys, more than once it was broadcast, the leaders of the regime said again and again that the new regime would bring people a better life, more modernization, and encouragement.

The people believe in the commitment of their government to them.

But what about our red government?

Will they really do what they promised?

One day, without warning.

All the inhabitants of my city were brutally expelled from the city by the government's party, government, and military and sent to the countryside and mountainous areas. Doing extra work every day for the so-called nation-building. In this way, my parents and I, together with many former city dwellers, carried out agricultural construction in this mountainous area and accepted the transformation of agricultural ideas.

Can we then become glorious proletariat?

I don't know, I just know, when the vigorous red movement began

It became the living hell of my childhood.

Not only the super-hard labor, the meager food supply, the extremely dilapidated living conditions, but even more so, everyone in this mountainous area is shrouded in the shadow of death every day.

Because every day government soldiers come to arrest a few of us, who are the evildoers of capitalism, and carry out the gun tricks.

No one knows who will be tomorrow's turn.

Even children of my age, as long as they think it is the evil intentions of capitalism, they will still be killed!

Every day the three of us as a family prayed that this would not happen to us.

But does it work? After worshipping all the gods and Buddhas, can you really bless yourself with a safe life?

The answer is that one day, the nightmare that I didn't want to see really befell me.

My world, from this day on, also took a turn.

Our family was taken into a military SUV by five government soldiers, and everyone knew what fate awaited us.

I know it too!

"Please let us go, we are Chinese, not Vietnamese, let alone American." You've caught the wrong person! The mother knelt down in the blink of an hour before getting into the car and begged.

"Huh? Not cooperative? A knife target face put the AK-47 submachine gun in his hand against his mother's forehead and said viciously. As soon as I saw that my mother was in danger, I immediately broke free from the restraints of a soldier, ran up to stop me, and shouted, "Hey! You can stop in moderation! ”

"Damn, boy, you're rebelling!" Before I could reach my mother, the butt of the rifle slammed into my head, and I was immediately knocked to the ground.

The pain, the burning pain, came from the head.

"Brute, don't hit my son!" When my father saw that I was beaten to the ground, he angrily threw himself at the soldiers, in exchange for the sound of "da-da-da" gunfire.

I opened my eyes faintly, and I saw the bodies of my father and mother, bleeding from the ground.

"Dad, Mom!" My mind went blank in the midst of the heart-rending shouts!

What did we do wrong and why did we do it this way.

God, don't you have eyes? Why can these scumbags wantonly override us and deprive us of the lives of good people at will?

Heaven seemed to be silent, he didn't answer my heart, in exchange for that demonic voice sounded again: "You people, listen, you are the people sent here by our great party to reform, and to come here to reform is to make you give up your ugly capitalist ideas, and you have also seen that these capitalist evil intentions dare to openly resist the transformation of our red government, and if any of you dare to be like them, we will cut open his stomach and let him swallow his intestines and eat." ”

After a moment of silence, I looked up and saw so many pairs of eyes full of fear.

At this moment, at the age of ten, I began to truly understand that in this troubled era, fate is in their own hands, which is the last word, they are fierce because they have guns in their hands, they can kill people with guns, what regime and what country can be established!

I stood up, and in all the look of surprise I stood up.

Everyone thinks that I can only get possible life by pretending to be dead in front of me.

But I didn't, and since these demons pushed me into the dark abyss today, I couldn't let them leave alive.

I don't know how my little strength is going to deal with these strong demons.

All I know is that there is only one word in my head, and that is to kill!

I will repay them for what they did to my parents.

Like an arrow, soon. Just when they were defenseless, I rushed to the face of the knife rake who killed my parents, "Tong! A punch to his lower stomach.

The fist was not powerful enough, and in exchange for a blast.

They punched and kicked me, I suddenly became their human punching bag, I instinctively used my arms to protect my head from injury, at this moment, I know very well in my heart, as long as there is this life, I can still fight back, I still have a chance to revenge.

The beating did not bring physical pain, but ......

Instead, my body is accumulating strength bit by bit, and I don't understand where my strength comes from. For five minutes, this group of government thugs brutalized me for five minutes, beating me mercilessly. There was a pause, maybe they were tired, a big foot in military boots stepped on my face, and I heard a ding, the sound of a lighter from above. They were smoking.

These people must have regarded torturing people's lives as a kind of enjoyment, otherwise why would they be able to light cigarettes so leisurely after releasing their atrocities.

It would be the biggest mistake you will ever make in your life to stop before you can beat me to death.

But rest assured, I will not be as "merciful" as you, you can spare me a small life, but I will not let any of you see the sun tomorrow again.

"Boss, this kid, there's still a breath, it looks like he's not dead yet!" A soldier said. Oh? The man with the knife who trampled me under his feet looked at me who fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "This kid, you really stand the beating, watch me step on your little ant!" ”

Who are ants? It's me? Or are you?

At this moment, I felt that there was a powerful force in my whole body that was going to be vented nowhere, this is the so-called human potential, and it wasn't until I met him later that I realized that I had surreal powers that were different from ordinary people!

There is nowhere to vent the power, and I urgently need a breakthrough ** hair, I already feel it, I am about to be in danger of being exploded by the power in my body.

Therefore, the foot that just left my head and stepped down hard is the breakthrough of my strength.

"Peng!" I was lying on the ground, and I didn't look at it, but by the sound of the wind, I caught this foot. With a flick of my arm, the knife suddenly lost my balance in my face, and I threw it to the ground.

"Huh?" The rest of the soldiers all cried out in surprise.

I catapulted off the ground as fast as I could, grabbed his feet with one hand, and stared at him with cold eyes.

"You....you....?"

"Your nightmare!" Looking at his incredulous eyes, I pronounced his death sentence in the coldest voice.

"Wow!" The sound of flesh and blood pulling played the prelude to my revenge. His leg was torn off by me, and the scream of killing a pig resounded throughout the mountainous area.

"Bang, bang, bang......." four AK-47s fired at me at the same time.

But I can only tell them with my actions, the speed at which they kill people is too slow.

Use the bodies of their companions as my shield.

Lifting his body, shielded from the rain of bullets, his screams were overshadowed by the sound of guns. The knives had turned their faces into a hornet's nest with their bullets, and flesh was flying everywhere. Four guns, one hundred and twenty rounds, almost all of them were on him, and I disappointed them, I hid behind this human shield, unharmed!

The gunshots rang out, and stopped. The brutes are starting to get new magazines.

It's a pity that I'm not God, and I'm not going to give them the few seconds they have to change their magazines.

The corpses that had just been my human shield were thrown at them by me. At the same time, I rushed at them as fast as I could.

The gunshot rang out, and the knife rake never thought that because his gun was not safe, he would let me shoot lightly and kill his remaining four companions.

The five enemies fell to the ground in an instant, ending their sinful lives.

And my power is all gone, like a flash in the pan. I fell to the ground weakly.

And the man who changed the fate of my life began to appear at this time!

Xiao Yu editor's note: The story of the young Thor took place in 1977, when Cambodia was full of genocide, and there were 4 major purge within the party, government and army, and there were many indiscriminate killings, resulting in internal divisions. An estimated 1 million people died in Cambodia over a three-year period, when the country's total population was only 7 million. Minkhmer is also in a state of self-isolation to the outside world!

During the four-year genocide, 20,000 ethnic Vietnamese died, 430,000 ethnic Chinese died, 215,000 ethnic Chinese died, 10,000 Laotians died, 4,000 ethnic Thais died, 250,000 Thai ethnic 4,000 died, and 250,000 Muslims (Cham) died 90,000, all of which were more than the corresponding proportion of Khmer deaths.