106. Chapter 106

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Min Min wiped away the tears of the bearded man with his sleeve, kissed the bearded face, and said softly: "Beard, do you want to do that now?" As he spoke, he moved the bearded hand to his chest. The bearded hand lingered on Minmin's chest for a moment, slowly sliding down.

How could he be willing to do that to Min Min at this time, he loves Min Min now more than ever, and Min Min's illness is still very serious. The bearded man adjusted his emotions and said softly: "Minmin, you are right, a person's will must not collapse, if the will fails, it is a walking corpse." Minmin, when you kill the horse and boil the horse broth for you, you must take care of your body, and when your body is well, I think we can always find our way home." "Well, beard" Min Min nodded, seeing that the beard was much more open-minded, and her heart was also very comforted.

The bearded man led the jujube red horse, sent Min Min away, and returned to the station. He saw the big fat man of the gang half-lying on the ground, too hungry to stand up. The bearded man is very uncomfortable, the nickname of the firehead soldier is "Big Fat", and now he has become a skinny person, this guy is used to eating good things, those wild vegetables, plantain tree roots, he can't swallow it, so hungry that he now has a skeleton left, the skin on his face has been tightly attached to the bones, and it looks no different from a skeleton. The bearded man must now kill the only red horse, and he has made up his mind.

The bearded man tied the red horse to a dead stump, drew his military dagger, and sharpened it a few times on the stone, which splashed a little spark. His tears came out again, tears dripping onto the dagger. In the blur of tears, he seemed to see the jujube red horse licking his hands and licking his face again. I saw the heroic posture of the jujube red horse running in the cold wind. The scene on the battlefield appeared before his eyes again, the red horse reclining and letting the bearded man ride up, and the wounded horse staggering to its feet. The bearded man's ears heard the neighing of horses again, heartbreaking. He really couldn't kill it, how could he raise such a hand? But what should he do when he thinks that people are starving to death every day in the company?

As soon as he heard that the bearded man was going to slaughter his jujube red horse, many people gathered around. There was a lot of discussion, and a veteran said: "Company Commander Qiu is just putting on a show, how can he be willing to kill it, a person who values horses more than his own life." Another person said: "There is no way, you see, several people in the company have already starved to death, and if you don't kill the horses, you really can't say it."

At this time, the bearded man had made up his mind, and he held the short knife in his right hand and walked towards the red horse. In his heart, he suddenly hoped that the jujube red horse would escape quickly, and if he did, he would definitely not chase after him. But the red horse stood motionless, as if it had a premonition that its life was about to end, and its eyes looked at everyone without blinking. The bearded man approached, and his heart trembled when he saw the horse's eyes full of tears. He threw the short knife on the ground and hugged the long neck of the red horse.

The crowd was surprisingly quiet, and the two veterans who had just discussed began to sob. After a while, the crowd was split into two groups by a man, and a scrawny guy pushed through the crowd. Everyone took a closer look, it was the big fat man who was sitting on the ground just now. The leader of the gang came out of nowhere, staggered to the bearded man, and said to the bearded man in a voice as soft as a mosquito's cry: "Company Commander Qiu, get out of the way, let me come."

The leader of the gang picked up the short knife on the ground, and almost knelt on the ground because of his lack of strength. He staggered towards the jujube red horse, the jujube red horse let out a long roar, and the leader of the gang knelt in front of the jujube red horse with his legs on his legs. The leader of the gang struggled to hold himself up, and with all his strength he plunged the short knife into the neck of the red horse. The red horse knelt on his legs, and when the short knife fell, blood gushed out.

At this time, the bearded man didn't know where he had gone. A veteran opened his throat and shouted: "Company commander, company commander". No one answered. The crowd began to agitate, but no one left. After a while, when the bearded man reappeared, the red horse was dead, lying motionless in a pool of blood. The leader of the group, whose hands were covered and his face was covered with blood, lay motionless beside his horse. The bearded man first closed the eyes that the jujube red horse opened, he turned around and probed the snort of the gang leader with his hand, but he didn't expect that the gang leader had long been out of breath.