The Rakshasa pulled the car door and dragged the body out of it, I took the body and dragged it into the house next to it, Phoenix walked to another corpse, reached out and dragged his ankle to hide in the shop next to him, as for the head that was still open, I don't know where it was kicked by the ninja.

Driving this military pickup truck, we followed a pre-planned route and headed straight for the church, and just turned the street, we were confronted by a patrol convoy, the headlights shining on the windshield, and I couldn't see anything.

Rakshasa and Phoenix have been loaded with guns, once encountered, we can only break in, I drove the car to turn the lights to the low beam, unhurried past the side of the convoy, due to the relationship between the lights, the outside people can not see the situation in the cab.

My heart was in my throat, one hand was on the steering wheel, the other hand was gripping the pistol under my ribs, and I even saw the rebel soldiers with machine guns on the patrol cars, all turning their heads to look at us.

Maybe it was this military vehicle that saved our lives, but in any case they didn't ask to get out of the car and check it, so we went wrong on the street.

Looking at the patrol in the rearview mirror, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, only to realize that my back was soaked in cold sweat.

"God forbid!" The phoenix drew a cross on her chest.

I wiped the sweat from my head, twisted the steering wheel and turned into a fork in the road, it was too dangerous to drive on the street so blatantly, who can guarantee to avoid this time, this is simply training my guts.

The ninja on the side was holding a map to guide me, and I drove around the city in a pickup truck, looking for the kind of dark and uninhabited paths to avoid the main streets of the city, and we made a few more kilometers of detours for this.

But it was also much safer, there were no checkpoints, checkpoints, or patrols on the road, but I met a few idle soldiers, who had drunk too much and walked shoulder to shoulder on the road, and saw us coming over and waved to stop, but I ignored them and drove straight over.

At 10:20, we arrived at the church that the priest said, the car was parked in the alley 100 meters away, the four of us jumped out of the car, looked left and right, the church was just across the street at the end of the alley, but the problem was that even if we could get people out now, we couldn't take them away, and we had to wait for the support team to be ready before we could act.

The ninja went to scout the area around the church, and a few of us went into a small three-story building opposite, which was directly opposite the church, and we could observe the situation inside from the window, and behind this building was the alley where we parked, which was a great location.

What I didn't expect was that there were still people living in this building, and when we came to the selected room on the third floor, the door was locked from the inside.

The three of us looked at each other, and I couldn't imagine that there were still people living in the city after the war was like this, so I went up and knocked on the door, but there was no response.

I tried to knock again, and then put my ear to the door, and vaguely heard movement inside, but no one opened the door, and I thought about it, there were red-eyed soldiers everywhere outside, and the city was half destroyed, and in such an environment, there was a sudden knock on the door in the middle of the night, and no one would open the door.

I pulled out my pistol and put it on the silencer, and it was a shot at the door lock, and even with the silencer, the bullet still slammed into the door lock.

I winked at the Phoenix and Rakshasa as they dodged at the entrance to the hallway, leaning against the wall, and I nodded to them and kicked the door open, then dodged and pushed two steps away.

As expected, as soon as the door opened, a black shadow fell on the head, but I had already flashed to the side, and the black shadow slammed to the ground, the concrete floor was smashed, and the cracked cement blocks collapsed far away.

When I looked closely, it was an axe for chopping wood, and a wooden stick more than a meter long was pressed behind it as a handle, and this axe went down and split the ground.

I don't need to do it, the moment the axe landed, the phoenix hiding on the side turned over with a whip leg, and the guy with the axe stood at the door, this kick was just pumped in the chest, how powerful the phoenix was, and went down to crack the stone with one foot.

The guy flew straight back, and all I heard was a commotion in the room, and I don't know how many things were broken.

Turning on the light on the helmet, I dodged and rushed into the room, the kicked man was sitting on the ground with his chest clutched, the tables and chairs next to him were knocked to the ground, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, his face was flushed, and he was panting with his head up, apparently hurting his internal organs.

I stepped forward and reached out to touch his chest, the sternum was shattered, there were signs of piercing the lobes of the lungs, and in my experience, it was possible to be saved if I was sent to the hospital immediately, and if it was delayed, it was estimated that I would not survive.

I turned my head to look at the phoenix, the meaning was obvious, I don't need to be so ruthless, she spread her hands, as if to say, I didn't mean to.

"I'm sorry, you hit me first!" I whispered, and suddenly a knife slashed at his neck with a crisp click, ending his painful life.

"How did you kill him?" Phoenix asked with a surprised face.

"I just ended his pain!" I said lightly.

"That's none of my business!" Phoenix looks like it has nothing to do with her.

"You're so thick-skinned!" I rolled my eyes speechlessly.

At this moment, Rakshasa dragged out a frightened woman from the back room, curled up on the ground and trembling all over, covering her ears with both hands, her eyes closed, and she didn't know what to say.

I turned my head to look at the phoenix, she stepped forward and was silent for a moment, and suddenly raised her hand and slammed her palm on the back of the woman's head, and a clear bone cracking sound came into my ears, and the woman fell to the ground, and after a while, blood flowed from her ears and nostrils.

"Why did you kill her again?" This time, I was really surprised that the phoenix actually killed this defenseless woman, and even the Rakshasa woman on the side frowned.

"What do you mean, you killed that person just now!" The phoenix glanced at me, wiped her hands, and said: "She is already crazy, even if I don't kill her, I won't live long, if she falls into the hands of the rebels, the consequences will only be worse, it's better to be free, there is no pain!" No torture! ”

"What a powerful reason!" I shook my head speechlessly.

But it's nothing, although we don't want to kill innocent people, but it's not that we haven't killed them, it's just that usually this kind of thing is done by demons, but I didn't expect the beautiful girl Phoenix to be so ruthless.

When the Black Bear Instructor trained us, he said that there are no innocent people in war, only survivors, so there is no one who cannot be killed.

Those who survived by luck can only say that he was lucky and escaped a war, and those who unfortunately died have nothing to complain about, because he was involved in a war.

Standing in front of the window, opposite the church, you can see the whole picture, it is obvious that it has been attacked, several walls have collapsed, there are still craters on the side, the glass on the front is all shattered, the gate is also blown up, the evergreen tree in the center of the yard is blown up, and the collapsed tree trunk is smashed on the small flower bed next to it.

The eaves of the roof also seem to have been shelled, leaving a hole, and the only thing that has been preserved is the bell tower at the top, where the big bell has not yet stopped.

Inside the church there were lights on, there was a faint figure flickering, two pickup trucks were parked in the courtyard, and on the steps of the door sat three soldiers dressed differently, the difference being that they were wearing hats, or headscarves, to be exact.