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- "Narrow nationalist." Song Heren's suppressed and deep voice showed his suppressed anger.
Looking through the gap, Yang Zongbao's pupils shrank violently and he was blind for a moment.
The bloody methods of terrorists are appalling.
A masked gangster pointed a gun at a man squatting on the ground holding his head and questioning him. It was obvious that the hostage with the gun pointed at his head was very nervous. Just when everyone thought the tension would continue, the gangster suddenly pushed the hostage to the ground. The other two gangsters stepped forward and pressed the hostage to the ground, with his head firmly fixed to the ground. The hostage's head was so twisted that it was difficult to breathe. His nose and saliva flowed uncontrollably to the ground, and he made a whimpering sound
People around me don¡¯t even dare to show their anger
Finally, a knife fell on the hostage¡¯s neck
Because the knife is not very fast, this undoubtedly increases the pain for the hostages.
The blunt knife cut back and forth on the hostage's neck, each time bringing up a trace of unclear flesh and blood
The knife is not fast enough, but the wielder makes up for it with strength and speed.
Soon the hostage¡¯s head and body were separated, with only a trace of skin still connected. Blood spurted out from the large blood vessels in the neck like a fountain, covering the ground in front of the corpse, and kept looking at a wider range of eyes, moist the headless body was still twitching
¡°All this happened so fast, even less than 30 seconds, but it was very long in everyone¡¯s hearts, so long that they could see every tiny detail clearly.
Some people could not look directly at this massacre, so they closed their eyes tightly and covered their ears. However, the brutal massacre did not have to be seen with eyes. Those subtle sounds tortured people's nerves even more. So some people started retching, but they didn't dare to vomit too much and be discovered by the murderous demons, so they swallowed back the contents that had been vomited into the mouth and stomach Some people cried softly Some people shivered Some people prayed to their faith ¡
But the massacre does not stop just because one person dies. There are still gangsters who keep asking questions, the hostages answer, and then their heads fall to the ground
"Why don't you shoot them?" Jiang Song asked tremblingly, his face pale.
"Shoot? Look at them all with bombs strapped to them. Who dares to shoot?" Song Heren clenched his fists loudly.
Yang Zongbao noticed from the beginning that the gangsters had bombs strapped to them, suicide bombs. Therefore, neither the Chinese soldiers nor the American soldiers dared to shoot, and no one dared to take action, but watched helplessly as the massacre occurred in the waiting hall.
"Damn it." Song Heren punched the wall and vented his hatred.
"What should I do?" William leaned over and touched him.
"It would be great to have snipers, we can kill them all in a short time." Although Song Heren and the American soldiers dislike each other, they also know that preference cannot affect their judgment at critical moments.
"What should I do?" Unexpectedly, William ignored Song Heren's opinion and asked Yang Zongbao, who had remained silent.
"" Yang Zongbao was silent, and the pungent smell of blood in the waiting hall had begun to spread to the lobby.
"Well" Jiang Song couldn't stand the stimulation anymore and started to vomit.
" If it weren't for Jiang Song starting to play a role, Song Heren would have started shouting.
Yang Zongbao did not comfort Jiang Song because he was thinking now.
"I am the company commander" Song Heren wanted to show that he was the person in charge, not Yang Zongbao.
But his protest was not respected, and William was still waiting for Yang Zongbao to make up his mind.
Song Heren looked ugly, and when he was about to explode, Yang Zongbao moved and stretched out his hand towards him: "Gun."
"What? You can shoot?" Song Heren didn't believe it.
"Here." William handed his gun to Yang Zongbao.
"What are you doing?" Song Heren felt that he had lost face and was a little unhappy.
Yang Zongbao ignored it and nodded to William. William understood what Yang Zongbao meant and called his team over.
With no expression on his face, Yang Zongbao stood up and fired.
There is no hesitation, since you have made a decision, you must make a decision immediately.
Bang Bang Bang
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Shooting continuously, without a pause in the middle, and without even a shake of the hand.
Twelve gunshots were fired, giving the gangster no time to react, precise judgment, and no hesitation.
After the gunshot, William rushed in with people.
Song Heren reacted and took people in."Sir" Of course the Japanese ghost did not rush in, because his only mission was to protect Yang Zongbao.
"It's okay." Yang Zongbao followed in.
In fact, Yang Zongbao lied because he hadn¡¯t held a gun for a long time. Picking it up all at once, I felt a little uncomfortable firing continuously, and my palms felt slightly warm. But Yang Zongbao still felt that the gun in his hand was heavy.
A total of 12 gangsters were killed by Yang Zongbao.
The expressions on the lonely heads of the eight massacred people were very distorted, and they still had the despair of unwillingness before they died.
"You fired without permission?" Song Heren sent his subordinates to calm the frightened hostages, while he stayed to question Yang Zongbao: "Also, you acted without my order, hand over the gun."
"That gun is mine." William also noticed the situation on Yang Zongbao's side and rushed over to rescue him.
William¡¯s Western thinking does not have so many twists and turns, so when he saw Song Heren asking Yang Zongbao to hand over his gun, he told the truth. He didn't expect that Song Heren's face was getting worse and worse.
¡°¡¡± Yang Zongbao smiled and returned the gun to William.
"You did a good job this time." William patted Yang Zongbao on the shoulder: "Let's drink together another day."
Yang Zongbao raised his hand and agreed. Then facing Song Heren, he explained: "William and I have gone through life and death together, so in that situation he will have absolute trust in me. But you and I just met yesterday, and you have doubts about me. And after I fired the shot You need to respond quickly, but you can't do it now, so I can only find William."
Staring into Yang Zongbao¡¯s eyes, Song Heren knew that he was not lying, but he felt uncomfortable just swallowing his anger, so he said, ¡°Why didn¡¯t you take action earlier and only be willing to see eight people dead?¡±
"I have to make sure that I can solve it before they react, otherwise the suicide bomb will be very dangerous. And I need time to determine their location." Yang Zongbao spoke very slowly, even in a very soft voice, which made people feel lacking in confidence.
"Do you think there are only 12 people? What if there are 13 people? Are you afraid of something happening if you act rashly like this?" Song Heren accused Yang Zongbao, but Yang Zongbao didn't want to say anything.
"You have no right to accuse our master. Our master at least fired and prevented further casualties. But you don't even have the courage to shoot"
"Okay, I was wrong, and I am willing to accept the punishment." Yang Zongbao stopped the Japanese ghost.
Although Song Heren was shaking with anger, he was still able to maintain the overall situation, so he quickly let Yang Zongbao go and went to greet the belated police from Kenting.
"Sir, why did you suffer at the hands of that man?" Rigui was very unhappy, unhappy with the way Song Heren was so arrogant in front of Yang Zongbao.
"Bear it, this is Kenting, the situation is chaotic" Yang Zongbao didn't say much and joined in the treatment of the wounded.
Although the onlookers had been affected by such a big thing just now, what was unexpected was that the local police seemed to be indifferent to it and even cleared the scene very quickly. And the forced participants in this terrorist attack quickly became indifferent after the initial panic
"Idiot. This is Kenting. Everything is chaotic. It will be very dangerous if you don't get along. Besides, we don't even have the most basic guns."
Rigui was very annoyed who was so hard on him. He turned around and saw that it was Jiang Song. Because he couldn't get used to Jiang Song's pretense of arrogance, he said, "Have you finished vomiting? It's really a child with hair that hasn't fully grown yet."
"You" Jiang Song hated being called a child, but thinking that this was the Japanese ghost's way of irritating him, he forcibly resisted the urge to refute and ignored the Japanese ghost.
"What am I? I didn't throw up because someone died." The Japanese ghost just didn't like Jiang Song.
"Youyou are cold-blooded" Jiang Song couldn't argue and could only ignore it.
"I am cold-blooded, but you may not know that when our father is cold-blooded, he is even more cold-blooded than me."
"Ah?" Jiang Song didn't understand what the Japanese ghost meant and wanted to catch up and ask. Unfortunately, the Japanese ghost had already gone to Yang Zongbao and acted as a dogleg.
Back at the garrison camp in the evening, Song Heren seemed to have forgotten Yang Zongbao's mistake and did not punish him. Instead, he allowed the three of them to rest after dinner.
The conditions of the garrison camp are very poor, it is just a primary school. Coincidentally, William was also assigned to the same elementary school. The elementary school was in dilapidated condition after being damaged by artillery fire. But looking around the entire Kenting primary school, it is considered a relatively intact building.
"Are you okay?" Yang Zongbao glanced worriedly at Jiang Song, who was lying on the ground as soon as he returned to the classroom.
"It's okay." Jiang SongHe closed his eyes and turned his back to Yang Zongbao and the others.
Yang Zongbao did not persist. The child's change was also the beginning of the child's self-exploration. Yang Zongbao, whose only parenting experience came from Dou Bao, did not know what to do and could only let it develop. The difference is that Dou Bao has been a kid since he was a child. He has an unusually mature mind and is not an ordinary child. Although Jiang Song has experienced some things and is relatively smart, he still has no experience in the world. But Yang Zongbao seemed to have forgotten this, thinking that all children in the world were as adaptable as Dou Bao.
Because of the war, Kenting has cut off its source of domestic water, so every drop of water is precious. Although we have just experienced such a big thing, we cannot allow everyone to clean their bodies.
At night, perhaps because of the humiliation during the day, Song Heren drilled his team several times
"It's so miserable. I'm not even allowed to sleep." The Japanese ghost gloated as he looked at the elementary school playground downstairs, where the soldiers were being fucked very hard.
"You will get dehydrated." Yang Zongbao said calmly.
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On the playground, Song Heren was very angry, so even though it was dark, he still did not let go of his soldiers. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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