No one said a word, although the words of the deputy battalion commander have confirmed everyone's speculation, but speculation is one thing, and it is confirmed that it is another. Everyone's hearts are a little heavy, even Wu Huaqiang, who has been a soldier for five years, is the same. Although Wu Huaqiang has been a soldier for five years, and he doesn't know how much ammunition has been consumed, when it comes to killing people and executing death row prisoners, this is still an unfamiliar word to him. Perhaps, except for Cai Feiguang and Liu Yansong, none of the other soldiers in the special operations platoon have killed anyone, so everyone only feels dull and a little restless.

Cai Feiguang didn't care what the soldiers thought, he glanced at everyone indifferently, but shouted in a low voice: "Come with me." ”

Everyone silently followed behind Cai Feiguang and walked to the execution site not far away. On the field, there were also two sealed police cars, and nearly 100 armed police officers stood around, and there were dozens of policemen. Everyone watched vigilantly as if they were facing a great enemy. Cai Feiguang led everyone to the side, where a small commercial police car was also parked. After a pause, Cai Feiguang said in a deep voice: "There is a pistol inside, everyone goes up and gets one." In addition, bring gloves, change clothes, and a hood for Lao Tzu to bring. This time, everyone deals with a death row prisoner, you don't have any psychological pressure, these people have a reason to be shot, the crimes they commit are heinous, a bullet to send them on the road, this is all light. ”

After speaking, Cai Feiguang turned on the commercial police car under his control, and then asked the soldiers to get into the car in turn to change their clothes and receive guns. In the car, there was a policewoman wearing a mask, no one could see her appearance clearly, no one went up, and the policewoman always took out a set of clothes indifferently. When the soldiers were ready, she would take out a hood and a pistol for the soldiers to take away.

With Wu Huaqiang, a total of twenty-one soldiers, everyone was ready in ten minutes, Cai Feiguang waved his hand, and everyone put on their hoods, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. Soon, the door of the police car opened over there, and a special police officer got in the car and pulled people down. The soldiers found that the legs of the condemned prisoner who was helped out of the car did not seem to have any strength, his whole body was weak, his face was even more pale, and his eyes were full of life, and his body was trembling all the time.

"Wu Huaqiang, you go!" Cai Feiguang waved his hand, Wu Huaqiang hurriedly agreed, and walked over slowly. The two special police officers pressed the death row prisoner to the execution table, and their hands pressed hard, and the death row prisoner couldn't use half of his strength, and he knelt on the ground involuntarily. Wu Huaqiang walked over, and one of the SWAT officers nodded, and then pointed to a point on the head of the condemned prisoner. Wu Huaqiang understood that the other party was telling him the location of the execution. The bullet is shot in from this position in the head, and the condemned prisoner will not have any pain, and he will be brain dead in three or two seconds, but he will hang up directly.

Without any hesitation, Wu Huaqiang directly raised his gun, with five years of experience as a soldier, he would do anything he wanted. Bang! Without hesitation, he secretly pulled the trigger, and the bullet rushed into the head of the condemned prisoner, and his body convulsed, and he lost his breath of life in an instant.

On the head, bright red blood flowed out, and then white, red, green, anyway, clumps, clusters, piles of brains, and a stream of brains came out. Wu Huaqiang felt nauseous, these things reminded him of the breakfast he had just eaten today. What a fucking pervert, Wu Huaqiang only felt a burst of peristalsis in his stomach, and then the sour gastric juice poured up his throat.

Wu Huaqiang turned around quickly, he hurriedly retreated to the execution table, and the two special police officers each grabbed one of the arms of the condemned prisoner, and then dragged him aside. The forensic doctor quickly ran over to check, Wu Huaqiang didn't want to care about these things anymore, he rushed to the side, lifted the hood, and then vomited loudly.

Everyone can see Wu Huaqiang's situation clearly, but the soldiers don't know the details of the road, and no one expected that Wu Huaqiang's reaction at this moment would be so strong. Could it be that killing a person, and being a heinous condemned prisoner, is so stressful in his heart?

The execution continued, and no one had time to question Wu Huaqiang, and after Wu Huaqiang vomited, after a little recovery, the armed police had already taken him away from the scene, and even if the soldiers wanted to ask, it was impossible to chase him out directly. The second person was Liu Yansong's turn, originally he thought that he should have killed several people when he said it, and this time he executed the death row prisoner, so there should be no pressure. However, Liu Yansong miscalculated, when he saw the colorful brains suddenly flowing out of the head of the condemned prisoner, he felt a burst of nausea for no reason, but naturally he turned around and jumped off the execution table to vomit.

One by one, the soldiers ascended to the execution platform, and after each of them executed the prisoners, there would always be a few minutes of discomfort, sickness, vomiting, weakness, trembling, trembling hands and feet, restlessness, all kinds of uneasy emotions, so that the soldiers' hearts were subjected to a high-pressure torture.

When all the soldiers had executed a condemned prisoner, the climax finally appeared. After ten minutes of rest, the twenty-one soldiers were called to the execution ground again, this time, Cai Feiguang's face was a little gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Originally, today's task should be considered completed, but yesterday's inspection had three soldiers who were not written very well, so according to the commander's instructions, each of these three soldiers must execute two death row prisoners again." Now, please hear the name of the list. ”

Cai Feiguang's words paused slightly, but his eyes swept over the soldiers one by one. Looking at the pale faces of the soldiers, Cai Feiguang showed a sneer, "The big knife regiment is the sharp knife of my Huaxia troops. And the special operations platoon will be the fist of the big knife regiment. In the future, all the resources of the entire regiment will be vigorously tilted towards the special operations platoon. Therefore, I want you to remember the responsibilities and obligations of being a soldier. Tang Wenshi, Fan Yuchuan, Shen Mengfan, out of the ranks! ”

The three soldiers tightened their hearts, but they had no right to object, and the three of them obediently walked out of the queue, Cai Feiguang glared at the three of them with disdain, and then waved his hand. "Put on the hood, Tang Wenshi, you go first."

So, a new round of vomiting began, and after Tang Wenshi killed two death row prisoners, he squatted on the side and vomited for ten minutes, and he still didn't get up. At this moment, everyone's hearts couldn't help but feel a little sympathy, and soon Fan Yuchuan also completed the execution task, and his consequences were similar to Tang Wenshi's. However, the other soldiers standing on the side were implicated. Maybe this is also Cai Feiguang's calculation, originally everyone finally recovered a little, but now the two guys are squatting on the side and spitting, and those colorful brains can't help but appear in everyone's minds.

As a result, more people joined the ranks of the big spit, only Liu Yansong, Chen Ruyun, Shang Pengzu and Shen Mengfan could barely hold on, but Shang Pengzu seemed to have reached the limit, just when Cai Feiguang waved his hand to let Shen Mengfan act, Shang Pengzu finally couldn't hold on, so the people who spit had a good comrade.

Liu Yansong and Chen Ruyun looked at each other, both of them were thinking that the deputy battalion commander was so perverted, but at this time, Shen Mengfan was already standing on the execution table and killing a death row prisoner. The second condemned prisoner was also the last condemned prisoner to be sentenced to capital punishment this time. I have to say that Shen Mengfan's luck is good, this death row prisoner turned out to be a member of the East Turkistan terrorist organization, and I don't know how many people's blood was stained on this person's hands, he was not intimidated like other death row prisoners, but walked calmly with his head held high.

"Boy, your gun is steady, and I will go to you to settle accounts when I die!" The condemned prisoner threatened fiercely, but where could this scare the grinning Shen Mengfan. The two criminal policemen used their strength, but the condemned prisoner did not accept his fate, he struggled vigorously, and scolded loudly. For a while, the two special police officers couldn't even handle this death row prisoner, the two of them were a little embarrassed, Shen Mengfan snorted coldly in his mouth, and suddenly kicked his leg hard. Suddenly, the death row prisoner who was caught off guard was kicked down by Shen Mengfan at once, and the special police who reacted naturally pressed his body hard.

"Let go of Lao Tzu, let go of Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu is a bachelor who will die if he wants to die, and he will be a good man again twenty years later. Let go of Lao Tzu, I want to stand. The condemned prisoner kept writhing his body so that the two SWAT officers couldn't get him off no matter how hard they tried. At this time, Shen Mengfan snorted again, and said lightly: "Okay, meet his conditions and let him stand up." ”

The two special police officers hesitated, and when the execution was supposed to be carried out, the executioner could not speak out loud. According to the tradition left over from the older generation, the executioner was not only unable to speak the law, but also had to wear a hood. As for the support staff, although there are no such strict requirements, at least they will wear a mask. This tradition has been passed down for thousands of years, and there is a theory that death row inmates will remember that the executioner will go to revenge after death. The two special police officers did not expect Shen Mengfan to be so bold and dare to ignore these rules. However, the condemned prisoners kept struggling, which made them irritable, and now that Shen Mengfan said so, then they didn't care. Anyway, whether he is standing or kneeling, he is going to die at the end, and satisfying his small wish can be regarded as accumulating a small yin virtue.

So, the two special police officers let the condemned prisoner stand up, but naturally they didn't dare to be careless, and their hands still clasped each other's shoulders stiffly. "Come on, be refreshed, don't let Lao Tzu have any pain!" The condemned prisoner seemed to look at death as home, and Shen Mengfan couldn't help but admire it a little in his heart. Slowly raising the pistol, Shen Mengfan fixed the muzzle of the gun on the head of the condemned prisoner. Then, calmly, he pulled the trigger.