The 9mm pistol bullet fired from the temple not only penetrated the skull, but also smashed the soft things contained in it. Even though the lethality was not as strong as the rifle bullet, it still caused devastating damage.
It was the reason why the woman who fell to the ground was killed by one blow and couldn't even pull the grenade that could be fired with a little effort.
The broken red and white things flowed out along the bullet holes and spread all over the ground. The grenade was removed from the hands of the female corpse lying on the ground. There was no longer any danger, except for those eyes that were still staring at death.
He was still staring wide open, and combined with the expression on his face that was no longer alive at all, it was just full of disbelief before his death.
She didn't even know who killed her, nor did she expect that her life would end in such a way at such a moment.
Kneeling next to her was her best friend in normal times, but now she was separated by yin and yang, separated by life and death.
Alsim didn't know the name of the woman who shot the gun, or what she was thinking right now, but he could tell that she was saddened by the death of the other woman in front of her who was killed by her own hands, at least.
It does seem so.
Moreover, Alsim couldn't think of any reason to pretend to be sad. He really couldn't understand what caused her to choose to kill. There seemed to be no reason that could be explained, so Alsim still chose to remain a bystander.
She cried, as a normal woman should react, even if it was a close friend she killed with her own hands, she could not avoid it. This was consistent with Alsim's expectation.
"I don't want to kill you, I really don't want to do it, but you force me to have no choice. There are many people who want to live, and no one wants to die. I know you will definitely make things worse, and you have followed me countless times.
Having described such a scene, you said that even if you die, you will die with them, so do you understand? My dear, I have no other choice but to stop you."
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"Huh, what a nonsense."
The company officer behind him muttered something in a low voice, seemingly disdainfully. Alsim was noncommittal and did not reply, but chose to continue reading quietly.
"Perhaps it won't be long before I go to accompany you, along with many sisters, but at least now I should give everyone a hope and a possibility to live."
"I don't ask for your forgiveness, but I still want to apologize to you. I'm sorry for stopping you in this way, really. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
The cries of grief finally poured out like a flood that burst a dam, and could no longer be suppressed. The cries that seemed like everything had been lost could break the heart.
"Take it with you, there's no point anymore."
Alsim waved his hand to indicate that the person should be taken away. Even if such a crying scene continued, it would be meaningless.
But he didn't expect that as soon as he said these words, the woman immediately stopped crying, looked at the face of the corpse again with tears in her eyes, and stretched out her hands.
"etc."
Alsim raised his hand to signal a pause, and the soldier who had originally planned to step forward to arrest the man immediately stopped and continued to move forward. Just like Alsim, he watched the woman's hand reach out to the face of the corpse.
"Close your eyes, Irina, and go to sleep. I will go to accompany you sooner or later, maybe it won't be long, I promise you."
The eyes that were still staring were gently closed and the half-opened chin was closed again against the lips.
With just a few movements, the remains that originally looked even a little ferocious turned peaceful, as if they were asleep, just as he said.
"I have nothing to say and nothing more to do. The rest is up to you."
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The silent Alsim did not answer directly, but chose to step forward and came to his side. Of course, he did not look directly at the person next to him but quietly looked at the corpse on the ground without saying a word for a long time.
"Does she have any relatives alive?"
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The woman next to him was surprised, as if she didn't expect Alsim to ask such a question, but she finally gave the answer after being surprised.
"No, she was an orphan when she was just a girl. I have known her since then and have been friends with her."
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Now it was Alsim's turn to be speechless. There was no need to say more about the reasons. If this was really the case, he didn't know how courageous he would have to be able to do it.
"You are shaking, your whole body is shaking."
Alsim still didn't look directly at the woman next to him, or even cast a glance at her from the corner of his eye. He just took out a cigarette from his pocket.
"That's none of your business, I'll take care of it myself."
At this point, Alsim doesn't care about the woman's attitude when talking to him. He doesn't even care about the person who understands his situation and says this. Does Alsim have any need to care? That's obviously not the case.
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"Want it?"
Alsim took one out for himself and took it into his mouth. He then handed the cigarette case to the woman. Although the woman was hesitant and surprised, she still stretched out her hand tremblingly, pursuing her truest will and taking it out.
Got one.
"If you don't understand what is the aggregation of all misery and pain in the world, then just look at the women in the war. Sometimes the dead are gone, but the living, especially those women, often have to endure more pain.
Because their innate sensibility is magnified dozens or hundreds of times, it seems that every day they are alive will set a new record of pain and misery in this world."
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The woman didn't understand the meaning of these words, but she still spoke slowly with smoke on her lips, teeth, and fingertips and a slight tremor.
"Did you sum it up yourself?"
"No, he is my comrade, the division commander. He should be called the Steel Butcher among you."
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The battle on the ground continued, leaving behind a few soldiers who were guarding the basement waiting to be handed over to friendly forces. Alsim, who turned around and left, chose to lead the remaining soldiers back to the battlefield. That was his duty as the company commander.
location.
It was not until Alsim reached the entrance and was about to step up the stairs to leave that a familiar voice came from the direction behind him again.
"May I have your name?"
After hearing this, Alsim paused, but did not choose to ignore it but answered immediately.
"Just call Alsim."
"Thank you, Alsim."
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Although he really wanted to ask "why", after thinking about it, it was better not to ask. Alsim just walked away, not forgetting to leave these words at the last moment when he raised his legs.
"You were once a Red Army soldier, but that may not have been that long ago. I wish you good luck."