Before the fortune-telling voice fell, an unexpected answer suddenly came from the front: "Go you numb!" ”

was so frightened that the fortune teller trembled, but the decaying ghost didn't react, and the voice was a small dry firewood. Then two figures gradually emerged from the darkness in front of them, one was a small dry wood from the cooking soldier, holding a rifle bullet and loading the muzzle of the gun leisurely at the decrepit ghost; The other was a fool nerd, carrying his sapper shovel like a vague zombie.

"Put your guns aside and get on your knees!" Xiao Ganchai stopped a few meters away from the decaying ghost, and his tone was cold and hideous.

From the tone of this voice, the fortune teller heard a hint of murderous intent, he didn't understand, everyone is a grass soldier, why is this so? Isn't it just that the two of us want to be deserters? What's more, he didn't become an eight-way ghost at all, how can he be considered a deserter? Even if it is a deserter, it is not a betrayal in battle, as for the decisive decision? Besides, what are you doing as a cook? It's your turn to be executed?

Thinking like this, the state is like a frightened bird: "Brother, there is something to say, there is something to say......" Through the darkness and panic movements, a bayonet handle slipped out of the fortune-telling cuff upside down, and fell into his palm covertly.

In the cold night before dawn, I was so startled by this scene that even the wind stopped, and the four sculpture-like figures facing each other in pairs were blurred in the faintness, so quiet that only the sound of their heavy breathing with each other was the sound of each other's heavy breathing.

The decaying ghost was silent for a long time, but he did not leave the gun in his hand, the fortune teller may not know the situation, of course he knows what is going on in his heart. That's right, Xiao Ganchai kills people, and his gun is casually low-ended, which shows that he doesn't mind anymore; And the sapper shovel that the fool was carrying in his hand had the shovel not horizontally, but vertically on the side of his leg, so that when he picked it up, it was not a shot, but a cut!

How could such a state of hatred be because of deserters? It was only because the little girl came to him last night to discuss and was seen by Xiao Ganchai, but he didn't find the little girl, so he wanted to kill the person who came up with the idea to vent his anger. He didn't want to shoot, but would hack him and the fortune teller to death with the fool after throwing away the gun in his hand, because the sound of the gun would alarm Kong Zhuang, who was not too far away, and he would not have time to destroy the body.

The decaying ghost suddenly wanted to laugh, such a yellow-haired girl, the water is so deep, so muddy, ridiculous? In the eyes of those honest warriors, the little girl is a spoiled naughty child; In the eyes of those vain warriors, the little girl is the golden branch and jade leaf that grows on the big tree; But now it seems that this kid who lacks virtue is a real bully, and this is the ** who really wants people's lives! That's the scourge! Compare yourself to it...... It's a big deal.

"I said leave your gun behind. Deaf? ”

"Why are you scared when you are really scared? Shoot? You're so open! "The Dead Ghost knew that if he left the gun, it would immediately be bloody, and he couldn't afford to be fooled by this.

Xiao Ganchai stopped talking, his left hand slowly left the barrel of the gun, raised it, took off the Eighth Route Army military hat on his own head, and put it into the side pocket as if nothing happened.

The decaying ghost is judging what chance he can still pant and fight back after the opponent's shot, the distance is not far enough, fortunately, the bullet is still in the chamber, as long as it is not a shot death, there is still time to pull the trigger, as long as he can still have the strength to turn the muzzle.

The fortune teller's heart was beating and he himself was about to faint, and although he held the bayonet handle in his hand, the hand was shaking, because of the zombie-like unresponsive fool and the sapper shovel...... He felt he couldn't stop it.

Time seems to be frozen in this moment. Until......

"Grandma, I'm not dead yet! You're in a hurry! ”

Subjectivity is a kind of human consciousness, which is the objective opposite, which is to participate in the observed things from the perspective of the observer, and at this time, the nature and laws of the observed things vary with the different wishes of the observers.

Suggestion generally refers to the indirect influence of the psychology and behavior of others through verbal or non-verbal symbols. The conditions for suggestion to occur mainly depend on the degree of the recipient's perception of the suggestion, which in turn depends on the mental state of the recipient of the suggestion and the nature of the external stimulus.

……

Say dawn, and it will dawn. Regardless of the transition, this morning was as cold and quiet as every winter morning.

Although nothing happened in Zhangjiazhen last night, the devil captain didn't feel that it didn't matter, he was not interested in caring about the lieutenant's indignation, calmly wiped his pure cowhide leg guards with a towel, wiped them extremely clean, and then carefully buckled them to his calves, stomped his feet with satisfaction, and at the same time gave the order to set off.

……

No one can shake the little girl's determination, because my brother is not here.

She doesn't want her brother to die, but she is not an ordinary girl, and she can't accept death and loss like an ordinary girl, whether it's her brother's or her own. He is a soldier, and she is also a soldier, thinking about each other's soldiers.

That's right, she is a golden branch and jade leaf, so she can't tolerate the fall of the tree she depends on, the independent group can do without her, but she can't live without the independent group, the independent group is her whole world.

She was in place, as she said, one mile west of the Zhangjiazhen Fort, on the mountain beam on the south side of the valley, about three hundred meters away from the right angle of the path in the valley. Lying on her stomach beside a dry bush on a beam, she crouched in the snow, checking the bullet with her small, frozen red hands.

There were five bullets in the magazine, and she only had to check the top one, there was only one chance, and when the gun went off, whether it hit or not, there was no chance to find the real damn target, she had to make sure that the bullet would be obedient.

……

The decrepit ghost failed to do what he wanted, although Xiao Ganchai maintained a neutral silence, but the fool was still the faithful executor of the little girl, although the cold sapper shovel in his hand was changed to carry it horizontally, and the decrepit ghost did not have the courage to reach out and drag the dead girl back to Kongzhuang as he thought before he came out, and he could only rely on words to persuade him, which was useless.

The fortune teller is the most cowardly, thinking that the decaying ghost is going to escape, so he ran out with it, and the current situation is ...... It's better that it hasn't come out yet! Xiao Ganchai's eyes were still like enemies when he looked at him and the decrepit ghost, which meant that if the girl didn't go back, they were obliged to accompany the girl to death, otherwise they would be enemies.

I hoped that the declining ghost could persuade the dead girl to return to Kongzhuang, but her hopes were dashed, and this thing became a dead knot, and she couldn't go, and she couldn't live!

"The girl said I could go back!" Fortune telling is really urgent.

"I didn't say that." Xiao Ganchai was indifferent, still not blinking his dead fish eyes.

"It's not fair! She's looking for her own death! Why did you force me to accompany her to death! ”

"I was the one who died with her, and I want you to die with me."

Along the way, the fortune teller was pulling his own hair, he was unwilling, the wind and waves were coming, but he was going to capsize in this damn Kongzhuang Village, this is like walking on the road to the execution ground, he is unwilling! I'd rather die on the way to escape than stupidly meet death, whoever is calm is crazy! It's an idiot! Not people!

"Bookmark for easy reading"

Mobile Phones: