What did the war bring to the people?

Glory? No, that belongs to the victorious generals.

Rich? No, the battle consumes a lot of material and manpower.

Is it satisfaction? Perhaps, to satisfy the war desires of those ambitious politicians.

At least I don't see any benefit from war, only endless pain.

When the little boy finally finished painting, he stood up and looked at it, threw away the Baise lime bricks, walked into his painting, lay down, and curled up on his knees.

And at this moment, I saw clearly that the little boy was drawing a simple drawing of a woman, and he was curled up in the arms of the woman, as if in his mother's arms.

But I think his mother may have been sacrificed to this war.

Zhang Qin couldn't help but cover her mouth, her head was in my arms, she couldn't bear to look at it.

There was a vibrating alert from my watch, and I took a hard look.

It reads, "Spirits are spawning, not threatening at this time." ”

"The poor incompetent can only turn into ants under the boulder of war, and they can't even sprout the idea of resistance."

This is Ying Zheng's comment, the fluctuation of the spirit that is absent gradually condenses from the pattern drawn by the boy, very slow but very real.

Ying Zheng walked by us with the little boy, the condensed spirit came to a standstill, Zhang Qin took out some bread and water from her bag, and Yin Na also took out a pack of lollipops from her waist bag and handed it to Zhang Qin.

"We can't help him."

I feel guilty for what Zhang Qin did, but there is really very little we can do about such things, and war is not something you can control.

Zhang Qin shook her head with tears in her eyes, saying that it didn't matter, and she couldn't bear to call the little boy lying in her "mother's arms", Zhang Qin put food beside him and secretly prayed for him.

Ying Zheng saw everything in his eyes and did not express his position, for him, once upon a time, the world he lived in was not much better than it is now.

If I had the ability, would I choose to make such a thing as world peace happen?

I don't know, what about you?

Just as we chose to move on, I found ourselves being targeted, as the dark shadow of a broken window and the prying man around the corner of the street kept appearing, and it became more and more unscrupulous as we went deeper.

Ying Zheng continued to walk forward, Meng Tian tilted his head to look at the window of a broken building, I squinted and looked over, there were slightly reflective bright spots, but it was definitely not glass.

"Isn't it?"

I know that there are snipers in the field, and if there are snipers in that place, then we can say that they are dangerous.

Meanwhile.

"Several unidentified targets were found, visually Asian, four men and two women, and a dog."

On the top floor of the street, a man was climbing on the rooftop, and in front of him was a rifle of a model I didn't recognize, but it clearly had a scope on it, and the target was our group.

"Asians? How's the equipment? Is it officially armed? Or mercenaries? ”

There was confusion on the other side of the headset, and the man continued to report.

"Didn't find any weapons carrying, it looks like a tourist, what the hell is going on?"

Even the man didn't believe what he saw, whether it was the comfortable and casual Daqin trio, or the two beauties with long legs exposed, what was even more excessive was that I was actually walking the dog.

This completely subverts the man's understanding of the battlefield, and the only explanation is that a group of wealthy Asians have broken into the war zone in order to get excited.

So, what does it mean when the idea reaches this height and the man can't help but laugh?

We are the money to walk, and two women ...

Thinking of this, he reported again into the headphones.

"Ask to capture the other party alive, visually by a rich man who broke in, or abandoned by a mercenary."

With the permission of his superiors, he began to order his subordinates to keep an eye on each other, and he always felt that these people appeared a little abruptly, almost everyone knew that the current situation in Syria was very unstable, and all forces from all sides had joined in.

Man is warlike, and man understands the true meaning of this saying, and he fights for his God.

He followed all the way, staring at a few people from a distance in front of a broken window on the fourth floor, and there was no trace of the mercenary's presence along the way, this was their whole land, like a beast in the jungle quietly watching its prey, licking his lips and drooling.

At this moment, a little boy stopped his prey, and the man frowned, because he couldn't understand what these people were going to do, until the little boy stopped after drawing and lay down, and the prey just watched, and even a little wary.

What are they wary of?

The man didn't understand a little, too far away to hear what they were saying, but while walking and looking, and even taking pictures, these were enough to show that the prey was indeed here for tourism.

"Boss, the personnel are ready, and they can take the target at any time."

A report from a subordinate came from the headset that the long-dormant beast wanted to make a move.

Just as he put his index finger on the trigger, several people on the other side stopped, and someone looked at him, an Asian with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his eyes were so sharp, the man was a little in a trance.

"Delusion? What exactly? ”

Meng Tian's gaze made him uncomfortable, pulled the trigger, and let his subordinates lurking nearby make a move, and take them down, so that all beauties should belong to him.

"Bang."

The violent sound of breaking the air, the bullets arrived in an instant, and there was no time to react.

Almost instantly, Meng Tian was pierced, but his powerful consciousness made him twist, and the bullet passed through his shoulder, no blood and no screams.

"Interesting, such a weapon? Can such a small piece of metal pierce me? ”

Meng Tian looked down at the place where his shoulder had been pierced, and his mouth cracked into a smile.

Ying Zheng just turned his head and glanced at Meng Tian, raised his hand, and the aura around him changed.

"Stay behind me, be careful, there's a sniper."

I pulled Zhang Qin and Yin Na behind me, activated the ring with all my strength, and stared at the direction where the shot was fired, I don't know if I can block the bullet, but if the other party is a very large caliber sniper rifle, then I can only bet that Ying Zheng will not stand idly by.

After the gunshots rang out, the black shadow that had been following us couldn't bear it anymore, and a group of Central African soldiers with turbans rushed out, shouting something.

Meng Yi had already taken off his headphones and tilted his head to look at the sniper's position, but he couldn't see anyone, but the person who fired the shot was still there, just hiding behind the wall.

"King?"

Meng Yi asked Xiang Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng looked up at the sky, I knew what he was looking at, and looked at me again.

"It's been a long time since it's rained in this place, and the sandstorm is not small, what do you think?"

The other party also made me dare to be afraid, this is modern warfare, surprise, one blow will kill, if the shot just now hit me or in the head, then don't say much, I'm finished, I will definitely die, the moon is not here.

"Meng Tian, go ahead, this is your stage."

Ying Zheng raised his hand and beckoned, Meng Tian nodded, and tore off his shirt violently, and the bullet holes had disappeared.

"Yes."

(End of chapter)