Unstoppable

The students used the most exquisite tactics to enter the village in one breath. With the cooperation of snipers, they almost killed more than 200 Gage armed forces in less than five minutes.?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

Massacre is also a massacre. Can massacre be beautified for justice? No, no, massacre is a massacre

"If we came in a while earlier, maybe they could change their destiny." The polar bear roared at Long Xiaoqi: "We are fully capable of killing them, they are just a group of mobs."

Angry, puzzled, questioned

"Why do I change their destiny? Do they have a dime relationship with me?" Long Xiaoqi narrowed his eyes and stared at the polar bear and said, "Don't yell at me. If you question my decision again, then let me go as far as I can."

"This is a person who is not saved by death. He is obviously capable of saving him, but he is watching the blood flowing like a river. You are the one who is the one who is a tyrant." The polar bear stared in his furious eyes.

He is kind, although he looks rough, and standing anywhere can give people a kind of terrifying pressure. But his heart is good and he cannot watch innocent lives disappear one after another. There is no doubt that polar bears have the kindness of professional soldiers. No matter how far a person goes, he will use the standards of professional soldiers to demand himself.

"Hehe, I'm just a tycoon. How can you do me?" Long Xiaoqi laughed angrily and pointed at the polar bear's nose and cursed: "Silly thing, who do you think you are? Do you think you can save the world and want to be a hero. I'll think about how to save yourself first. I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you. Now I'll give you two ways, either follow my orders unconditionally, or choose one way to get out and be your hero. You know what you are like, like a bargaining little guy, chatting endlessly."

"you"

"Polar Bear, shut your mouth. Ba, the boss is not unkind enough, he just puts all kindness on his own people." Hemingway grabbed the angry polar bear and said anxiously: "Single-celled creature, do you want to see our people die in front of you? We are not heroes. The hero and we are not destined to be the boss just makes the most correct choice on a specific occasion. On the battlefield, we will never worry about anyone other than our own people, even if it is a coalition force, do you understand this is selfishness, in order to make your own people live well."

"My grandma's polar bear, if you dare to glar at my brother-in-law, I will blow up your eggs." Han Hu glared at the polar bear and said unhappy: "I don't dare to glar at my brother-in-law. If you want to save the world, go by yourself. Don't take all your brothers."

"I don't have any objections to the boss, I just can't stand this behavior, I." Polar bear explained in annoyance, but unfortunately, he was taken over by another student before he finished speaking.

This is a black cadet, number 1433, a cadet from South Africa.

"This is Africa, Africa has African rules." The black student glanced at the corpses on the ground and said to the polar bear: "Here, you can't save anyone at all. Many times the only way to help them is to let them die. Africa has no heroes because there is no hero. The boss did nothing wrong. If it were me, I would make such a choice. We can save them, but if we were killed or injured, we all became hunters, and we will soon return to our motherland. Our lives are not wasted on irrelevant people, but to be left to the motherland. What is a professional soldier? Only professional soldiers belonging to a certain country can be considered a real professional soldier. If you have to waste your life here, I feel worthless for your motherland."

The polar bear was speechless. He clearly felt something was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute it. He believed that these people should save innocent villagers, which is morality and justice.

"Get out of here." Long Xiaoqi pointed out in the direction of leaving the village and said impatiently: "I don't need to chatter in my team. From now on, go wherever you want, get out."

The polar bear was stunned, his eyes full of helpless embarrassment. He wanted to explain something to Long Xiaoqi, but unfortunately he had turned around and walked forward.

"Hey, man, letting you get out is not really letting you get out, it's just to let you know the truth." Hemingway patted the polar bear on the shoulder and smiled: "But you are really a bit like a bargaining guy, but you are bargaining for others. Do you think the boss is wrong? Do you think the boss will make a mistake like you?"

"I'm just a slutty ball, I'm just a flood of justice. Do you think I'm really going to get out?" The polar bear shook off Hemingway's hand and whispered to him: "How can I not understand this principle? I just think we should do something."

"Haha, so you were scolded by the boss, and then you were so happy that Yafen Yeo, right? Forgive me, I didn't want to use the word Yafen Yeo, but the boss has to say it many times a day, and I learned it before I knew it, hahahahaha."

Morality, justice, kindness, loyalty, credibility, and responsibility are excellent qualities throughout the career of a professional soldier. The only limit to distinguishing a professional soldier from a fellow soldier is whether he has these excellent qualities. To a certain extent, the spirit of a professional soldier is like a chivalrous spirit. Killing for himself and for the country is all about killing people, but one is despised and the other is supported.

Destruction symbolizes destruction, but destruction also represents rebirth. Professional soldiers are selfish, selfish for their motherland and for their people.

"boom"

In the north of the village, the sound of a grenade explosion suddenly came.

"Da da da da da da da da da"

"Medical soldiers are fast, 1419 is seriously injured"

A cry for help came, and Long Xiaoqi immediately ran wildly towards the north.

A student was blown up with blood all over his body, lying in his teammate's arms and twitching constantly. In front of them was a corpse that was beaten into a sieve. The body was a member of the Gage army. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old baby soldier raised his still childish cheek to the sky, showing gray pupils still scattering bloodthirsty tyranny.

"I told him that I couldn't leave this baby soldier, but 1419 didn't listen at all. He said he could save the other party, damn it, that's just a child, just a child."

Long Xiaoqi rubbed his cheek hard and stared at 1419, which was impossible to survive. The fierce and mad dog light radiated in his eyes.
Chapter completed!