As the captured imps pulled up one by one, the state of the recruits obviously changed a little.

"I'll teach you the second lesson today, kill!" Zheng Long pointed to the rows of prisoners behind him and said, "They are all Japanese, they have all killed our brothers, bullied our compatriots, they are all a group of unforgivable people, now I want you to pick up the guns in your hands and kill them." ”

After Zheng Long finished speaking, he looked at the recruit in front of him and said, "Which of you will come first?" ”

The recruits were all breathing hard and their eyes were red, but none of them stepped forward.

Raising a gun and killing people are two different things, and killing people and killing unarmed people are two more things.

Killing people is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do, if it is a murder of passion and loss of reason, it may be a little easier, but let you go down and kill an unarmed person in a calm state, even if he is not a person of the same race, even if he is a heinous person, then it is difficult for you to do it.

This is a problem of human nature, it is a problem of psychological endurance, it is difficult for a normal person to pass this level, and for recruits, this level is equally difficult.

And this is the difference between recruits and veterans, veterans because they have experienced, so they kill people, or kill the Japanese, there is no psychological burden, but recruits are different, they have not experienced it, even if they hate the little devils, but let them kill, it is difficult for them to get started, maybe there are exceptions, but there will not be many exceptions.

"Does no one dare?" Zheng Long looked at the recruits and said, "I'll give you an example." ”

After speaking, Zheng Long picked up the gun, loaded it, took aim, and aimed it at a prisoner.

The little devil captives were also single, knowing that they would not survive, they shouted frantically at Zheng Long in Japanese, "Come on!" Kill me! ”

As soon as the little devil finished scolding, Zheng Long directly pulled the trigger,

"Kang!"

The gunshot rang out, the little devil's head exploded instantly, blood, brain marrow, etc. sprayed all over the ground, before the little devil died, the expression on his face was still hideous, and then, the smell of blood that made people vomit came to his face.

Cruelty, blood, disgusting, violence and other words are not enough to describe the scene at this moment.

Where had the recruits ever seen such a scene, and at this moment their faces were pale and their expressions were frightened.

Zheng Long looked at the recruit's expression and said slowly, "This is scared?" ”

"Let me tell you, the real battlefield battle is much more terrible than now, much more cruel than now, you can't stand this scene, then in the face of the real war, you are all cannon fodder."

After Zheng Long finished speaking, he handed the gun to the first recruit in the first row and said, "Pick up the gun and kill him!" ”

The recruit picked up the gun, and after the bullet was loaded, he aimed at the little devil, and his body kept trembling, but he just didn't dare to pull the trigger.

"Shoot, kill him!" Zheng Long yelled at the recruit, "As soon as the trigger is pulled, he will die immediately, kill him!" ”

"Ah!!h

The recruit screamed, and his heart was about to pull the trigger, but his hand was on the trigger, as if imprisoned by an invisible force, and he couldn't pull it down.

"Come on, shoot! "The little devil roared with a hideous face, "Shoot, shoot me!" (Sun)"

"I'm a mother!" The recruit cursed with red eyes, that is, he did not have the courage to shoot.

"Brush!"

Seeing this, Zheng Long turned his head and picked up a gun from the ground, and after the bullet was loaded, he pointed it at the recruit's forehead, and said in an unusually cold voice, "Do you die or do he die?" ”

"Come on! Kill me! "The little devil is still scolding wildly.

"Ahh

The recruit shouted, closed his eyes and pulled the trigger directly.

"Bang!"

When the gun rang out, the little devil who was scolding just now was instantly pierced by a bullet, and his neck was crooked, and he lost his breath.

The recruit looked at the little devil's appearance, and after being stunned for two seconds, he turned around violently, and threw up when he lay on the ground.

Zheng Long looked at the recruit, forcibly suppressed his sympathy, took the gun in his hand expressionlessly, and handed it to the next person, "Kill him!" ”

"I don't dare! I can't! The next recruit kept shaking his head, his body trembling, and he just didn't dare to take the gun.

"Smack!"

Zheng Long slapped him in the face and scolded, "Waste! When the little devil shot your compatriots and raped your wife, did he ever have a little mercy? ”

"I don't dare! I don't dare! The recruit kept shaking his head and didn't take his gun at all.

"Do you die, or do he die?" Seeing this, Zheng Long gritted his teeth and pointed a gun at the recruit's head and said, "Choose one!" ”

"I don't dare! I don't dare! The recruit turned a deaf ear to Zheng Long's words as if he had lost his mind.

"Kang!"

Seeing this, Zheng Long turned the muzzle of the gun slightly, pointed it at the other party's head, and directly pulled the trigger.

"Plop!"

When the other party heard the gunshot, he sat on the ground, holding his head and screaming frantically.

"Get up!" Zheng Long grabbed the opponent's neck with one hand, dragged the opponent up from the ground and said, "I'm giving you a chance, do you die or do he die?" ”

Zheng Long's voice did not have a trace of warmth, and he was full of murderous intent, like a Shura, as if he didn't agree, Zheng Long really dared to shoot him.

Faced with the threat of death, the recruit finally overcame the fear in his heart, took the gun in Zheng Long's hand with trembling palms, and aimed the muzzle at the little devil.

"Kill him!" Zheng Long pointed at the little devil and said.

"Good!" The other party answered, the sweat on his forehead continued to flow, and after hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger directly.

After the bullet was fired, the recruit sat on the ground as if he had lost his strength, looking at the corpse of the little devil with a blank face.

Zheng Long saw that the other party had shot, and he was not in the mood to comfort him alone, so he handed the gun to the next one and said, "Kill him!" ”

"Kill!" The other party took the gun, gritted his teeth, and pulled the trigger directly.

This time, the soldier's performance was much stronger than the first two, although his face was still pale and trembling, but when he fired, he was not so embarrassed.

Seeing this, Zheng Long knew this, handed the gun to the next person, and asked him to continue shooting the prisoner, and the recruit also only hesitated for a moment before pulling the trigger.

Several times in a row, Zheng Long had a number in his heart, with the first two soldiers as a foreshadowing, the people behind him had already let themselves subconsciously accept this state, and they were no longer afraid of killing.

After ten people in a row, Zheng Long put the gun on the ground, turned around and took another knife, handed it to the recruit, and said, "Cut off his head!" ”

"Ahh The other party froze.

"Chop off the little devil's head!" Zheng Long said without any emotion.

"Goo-dong!"

After swallowing his saliva, the recruit took the knife in Zheng Long's hand and stepped forward.

"Plop!"

Seeing this, the little devil knelt down directly, kept kowtowing to the recruits, and kept saying in Japanese, "Let me go!" Leave me alone! ”

"Ahh

The recruit shouted, raised his knife and slashed straight down.

The slash was not enough, and the recruit kept slashing with the knife until he lost his strength completely.

All morning, all morning, Zheng Long let all the people try the feeling of killing, let them remember this feeling firmly, and let each of them bear the baptism of blood.

In the morning, these recruits changed from soldiers to warriors, completing a metamorphosis.