This is an endless shock to Xiao Zhan, maybe when he was the head of state, he clearly understood this truth, but he is Xiao Zhan now.

How lucky it is to be born in a peaceful country, the war in the world has never stopped, those countries that have suffered from war, those people in the war have no choice at all in order to survive, like falling into hell.

Refugees, displaced, without human rights and dignity, even though the United Nations has appealed several times, has not been able to change the status quo of refugees.

And what about being born in a peaceful country?

Having human rights, dignity, and the right to choose is simply living in paradise compared to the people of war-torn countries.

This is the meaning of the country, only when there is a country can there be a home, and if the country is broken, the family will die.

"Kid, can you help me find Camilla? I have no other way but to beg you......" The old man's tears flowed out, and he said helplessly, "Even if she is dead, please help me find her body, okay?" Woowoo woo ......"

The old man cried, which made Xiao Zhan's heart extremely sad, and a bloody impulse suddenly rose in his heart.

He couldn't refuse such an old man's request.

"Okay, I promise you." Xiao Zhan nodded and said, "Although I don't know who Camilla is, and although I don't know what she looks like, I will definitely do my best to find her." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you...... Allah will definitely bless your ......"

The old man kept bending down to thank Xiao Zhan, he leaned down, opened the pillow with his mouth, and bit out a yellowish photo.

The photo has been in a beautiful city for a long time, and there are a happy family of people, including the elderly.

After taking the photo, Xiao Zhan knew that almost all the people in this photo were dead, and the city in the background of the photo had long since ceased to exist, and was replaced by a ruin.

There was only a little girl shyly smiling on it, looking like she was a teenager, innocent and beautiful.

"All I have is this picture, and this is Camilla." The old man stared at the photo reluctantly.

This is his only and most precious thing, and now it is handed over to Xiao Zhan.

"To see people in life, to see corpses in death, this is my promise to you." Xiao Zhan cautiously put the photo up.

He made a promise, and it will be done.

"Thank you, kid, for staying with me, don't worry." The old man nodded, smiled and said, "They won't break in, because Filfsky is dead, and the country will soon send troops here." ”

When the old man arrived here, he told Xiao Zhan that it was safe here.

Begging Xiao Zhan to help him find his granddaughter was just a plea from a dying old man, not a deal.

"There's wound medicine in the drawer on the left." The old man said.

Xiao Zhan struggled to get up, found the medicine from the drawer, and twisted his brows to endure the pain to treat his wounds.

Half an hour passed, and he roughly treated the wounds that his hands could reach, and the whole person was in a cold sweat, and he was half lying on the chair weakly.

The people outside still didn't get close, but there were more and more people, and there was a feeling that they were about to move.

"Child, do you have faith?" The old man leaned against the wall and asked Xiao Zhan.

"I respect all gods, but I don't believe in any gods." Xiao Zhan replied.

"Faith is in the heart, faith cannot be said, faith is idealistic." The old man said slowly.

"Protecting the ground under your feet, protecting your parents at home, protecting the woman in your arms and her brothers around you, is this faith?" Xiao Zhan asked.

"If that's not faith, then what is faith?" The old man smiled: "We will all return to the arms of Allah, Allah is great." Listen, Allah has called. ”

Xiao Zhan didn't hear anything, he saw that the old man closed his eyes and began to hum his lips to recite the scriptures, as if he had entered a world of self, and no one or anything could disturb him.

Five minutes later, the sound of the helicopter humming sounded, and Xiao Zhan, who was listening, looked at the old man chanting with an incredible eye.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ……”

“……”

Heavy gunfire and explosions continued, and helicopter gunships flew in to carry out exterminating massacres against those people.

The bullets from the airborne cannon blasted an individual's body apart, creating a cloud of blood; Missiles bombarded indiscriminately, shattering intact bodies.

This is the government army, and as soon as the news of Filfsky's death spreads, the government army sent troops here to attack the town.

The people here used to be refugees, but the people here have become terrorist forces.

In a short period of time, there was a layer of corpses outside, those guards, those civilians fled frantically, but they couldn't escape the powerful force after all.

"Child, I have a cellar under my bed." The old man with his eyes closed said to Xiao Zhan: "Return me to the arms of Allah, and you will go down, may Allah bless you forever." ”

Send him to the arms of Allah......

Xiao Zhan slowly stood up, walked in front of the old man, and slowly pulled out his saber.

"This is the last request, and I don't want to die at the hands of the people who make us suffer humiliation." The old man said.

It was a refugee who was full of humiliation, and the old man did not want to endure the humiliation anymore, he chose to let Xiao Zhan send him to the arms of Allah, and he did not want Allah to be disgraced because of his incompetence.

"In the next life, you will be born in a peaceful country."

"Poof!"

Xiao Zhan stabbed the old man in the heart and sent him away.

The old man smiled, and as he left, his face was full of smiles.

"Boom!"

A missile landed in the courtyard, shattering the glass windows, and the rich smell of gunsmoke and blood poured in.

"Boom!"

Another missile struck and hit the third floor of a house.

"Boom la la ......"

"Whew! ——”

"Bang!"

Countless bricks and stones fell, smashing and smashing, and a wall fell as a whole, falling heavily in the courtyard.

Xiao Zhan burrowed into the cellar from under the bed, listened to the explosion above, and watched the roof of the cellar sway.

"Not good!"

Xiao Zhan stared at the cracked cellar roof, and ran towards the deepest part of the room.

"Boom ......"

The roof collapsed in the original position, and then spread rapidly.

Countless huge earth and rocks chased Xiao Zhan until he was squeezed into the last small space.

"Whew! Whew! ……”

Xiao Zhan gasped, his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

He sat heavily, waiting for the gunfire outside to subside.

Maybe an hour, maybe two hours, and there was no more bombing above the surface, only sporadic gunfire.

"Wow!"

The sunlight suddenly pierced in, causing Xiao Zhan's eyes to fall into temporary blindness.

"There's another one here!"

"Miscellaneous pieces, do you think you can just hide here?"

"Are you going to kill or am I going to kill?"

"Leave it to me!"

"Click!"

The sound of the bolt pulling sounded, and the two government soldiers found Xiao Zhan and stood on it and pointed their guns at him.

This is a massacre, a massacre of everyone.

PS: Try to post three chapters together next week.