Four micro-scout planes were flying silently in the surrounding area for reconnaissance. When another heavy rain came, a group of gun-carrying militants appeared in the north. With the help of the heavy rain, these militants quickly launched an extremely powerful attack on the tribes hiding in their habitat.

"Da da da da da da da da da"

"Bang bang bang"

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The gunshots seemed dull in the heavy rain, and the meaning of this dullness was irresistible death. In a short time, in the scenes of the continuous reconnaissance of the reconnaissance planes, Long Xiaoqi clearly saw a massacre.

Those militants holding guns were like hungry wolves rushing into the flock of sheep. When they saw people, they would hit people with a string of bullets, smashing people into sieves. The tribes that were attacked were suddenly in chaos. Whether it was men or women, whether it was elderly or children, they all cried and fled. But no matter how they escaped, they could not escape the sudden arrival of death.

In a short time, corpses were lying on the ground, and the blood flowing out was washed by the heavy rain, dyeing the entire village red. The red water flowed down the low-lying area and flowed to the grassland at the foot of the hill, mixing with other rainwater to form a spread. Even the students could clearly smell the faint smell of blood in the rainwater in front of them, which was the smell of full spread of blood molecules.

"We have to watch the tribe be massacred." Hemingway asked Long Xiaoqi with the rain on his face.

His eyes were full of anxiety, and a touch of mercy that was unique to professional soldiers was emitting deep in his pupils, that's right, it was kindness. Professional soldiers were never merciless. They were cruel and ruthless on the battlefield, but you can never deny their kindness.

True professional soldiers are always kind, because they need to constantly search for their true selves with kindness. If the kindness of a professional soldier disappears, he will become a butcher.

"Boss, we have to do something." The polar bear crawling over said seriously: "Maybe we can't save them all, maybe we can't stop the tragedy from continuing, but we can't watch innocent people die in front of us with such a stern heart. We have the ability, and this is within our ability."

Many people can't stand it anymore. Many people have seen this crazy massacre for the first time. Every student is not afraid of death and is full of courage. But after seeing this tragic massacre, they all feel compassion. The sense of justice in their hearts keeps calling for their kindness and want to help these innocent civilians.

But Long Xiaoqi didn't say anything at all. He just stared at the screen of the receiver, looked at the bloody tribe, looked at the weak flesh, and watched the women being slaughtered. He was indifferent. Yes, what Long Xiaoqi's eyes showed was indifferent. He would not choose to attack, at least he would not choose to attack now, because he had to wait, waiting for the best attack time.

"We have to do something, we are not mercenaries, we are professional soldiers, we"

"Shut up. Ba" Long Xiaoqi said impatiently: "I regret it, I regret becoming your boss, I regret taking you on missions. If it were just me, I would definitely rush in and start a massacre. You think I can watch it, and I can't, but I must endure it, because what I am considering is not what the tribe is slaughtered, but I have to bring you back alive. When I become the commander, this is my only task. I don't allow any risks or mistakes, do you understand?"

At this moment, a heart-wrenching scene appeared in front of Hua: a militant cut off the limbs of a pregnant woman with a hatchet, laughing and watching the round-shaped pregnant woman struggling in the mud, like a ball squirming.

The militant was just a half-year-old baby soldier. His cruel smile showed a sharp contrast with his childish face, which made anyone feel a sense of fear when they saw it. He may be only fifteen or sixteen years old, or only thirteen or fourteen years old. Children of this age are still full of innocence elsewhere, but here is a bloodthirsty butcher.

Most of the people who came to attack were child soldiers, all with childish faces, but with unified cruelty and bloodthirsty. Everyone's eyes lost the color that should have at this age, and innocence had long gone away from them. All you can see is cruelty. Once you develop a texture that can never be escaped, purely walking corpses who live for the sake of killing and killing.

The militants kicked the pregnant woman's belly with their feet, laughing wildly and treating the other person's big belly as a ball. The pregnant woman was in great pain, and blood in her lower body kept flowing. She tried hard to protect her belly with her hands, but this was simply powerless. His belly had been kicked to pieces after pieces, and the fetus inside had long been killed.

Maybe it was enough fun, and the militants suddenly raised the hatchet in their hands and cut open the pregnant woman's belly hard.

"You I'm going to kill this little bastard," the polar bear roared: "This is not a human at all, as long as it is a human, you won't do such a thing."

"Bang"

Long Xiaoqi's fist hit the polar bear's face hard, and he took out his pistol like lightning and stared at his head, with a ferocious look on his face.

"Give me a little quieter. If you dare to rush out now, I will kill you with my own hands." Long Xiaoqi made a cold voice and gritted his teeth and said to the polar bear: "Don't think I'm a joke. When someone wants to violate my orders, I don't mind killing the chicken and showing the monkey. My mission is to lead you away from here alive, and all you have to do is to obey my orders and let the bullshit task of assassinating Gage go to hell. I only know whether he dies or not, but no one of the people I brought out can die. Remember, this is my first and last time leading the team. I hate to lead such things than any of you. Mom, single-handed combat is the best for me. I hate to lead the team. I hate to be responsible for so many people. I will be very tired. Do you understand?"

The polar bear softened when Long Xiaoqi pointed his gun at his head. He pursed his lips and lay down again, turning his head away from looking at the darkest scenes on the monitor that showed human nature.

But Long Xiaoqi did not let him go, but took the monitor for him to show it to the polar bear, forcing them to see the scene that normal people could not bear.

"You are going to be leaders, so take a good look, this is also a tempering." Long Xiaoqi licked his lips hard and said, "Impulse cannot solve any problem. Only if you can calm down can you have the ultimate qualification to pretend to be x. Pretending to be x is a technical job. Many normal people's pretending to be x is actually stupid. Only those who have been tempered can make the x-fitting superb."

Long Xiaoqi squeezed the polar bear's neck tightly and pressed him to see the cruel and cruel killing on the monitor; Han Hu grabbed Hemingway's clothes and pressed his helmet with his elbow to watch.

This is not a treatment that everyone can enjoy. To adapt to the battlefield is to adapt to killing and killing.

Long Xiaoqi did not give orders because he had to be responsible to everyone and had to take these people back alive. If he took them back alive, he had to let these guys learn to calm the battlefield first.
Chapter completed!