Chapter 47

Chapter 47

The moment the gate was kicked open by him, he saw tobacco leaves stacked randomly in the yard to dry, messy tools, dust flying everywhere, and the color of loess seemed to cover everything.

But only did not see any enemies.

He only saw a skinny woman trying to hide the two girls behind her, staring at Huai Shi dully with her eyes wide open.

Fear in the eyes.

"No, I'm sorry..." He swallowed, "Wrong way."

Just as he was about to turn around, he was kicked away by his teammates. Then, he heard the roar of automatic rifles, a series of loud bangs, and faint screams.

And the sound of blood spurting out.

He didn't even have time to look back.

Someone seemed to be shouting something in the distance, and something flew through the air, followed by a loud noise.

In the end there was no sound at all.

There was a dead silence.

There was only a high-pitched buzzing in the ears.

An RPG from nowhere blows everything into ruins.

Huai Shi subconsciously lay on the ground and crawled forward. Someone pulled him up and yelled something into his ear, but he couldn't hear clearly. He just followed the command of the captains and pulled the trigger indiscriminately forward. .

The magazine was empty and there was no response.

Then I saw a corpse, a corpse, a corpse, a corpse, a corpse...

Women, children, old people, and children, tall or short, fat or thin...whole or broken.

The whole process was so fast that he couldn't react.

He didn't even find where the instructor said the enemy was, and the battle seemed to be over. Immediately afterwards, he was dragged to the square by his angry teammates, where he was punched and kicked.

In the severe dizziness and trance, the instructor came forward, the middle-aged man with two beards looked down at him for a long time, and waved behind him.

Someone dragged two struggling enemies forward.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi was lifted from the ground by the instructor and gently patted the dust on his body. The instructor put his own gun into his hand, pointed at the screaming children on the ground and said something .

Huai Shi didn't hear clearly, and looked around blankly, seeing the cruel faces of those teammates.

I saw the messy corpses being pulled to the square and piled up into mountains.

If the blood stays in one place, it becomes a river.

What the instructor said, he still couldn't hear clearly, so the muzzles of those teammates slowly raised and aimed at him, and he froze.

The instructor finally spoke to him again.

This time Huai Shi finally heard clearly, what he said was: "Shoot."

Subconsciously, Huai Shi pulled the trigger towards the enemy.

One time, two times, three times, four times...

Soon, the magazine was emptied, and the two enemies on the ground turned into a mass of rotten flesh, and they did not move anymore. Only blood bubbles continued to emerge from the wounds of the bullets, soaking the dim yellow earth. dark.

At the last moment, Huai Shi finally saw her own face from above the corpse.

From the dull eyes of those two little girls.

.

Huai Shi opened her eyes from the room.

Huai Shi began to convulse violently, Huai Shi roared something at the crow, and then Huai Shi began to vomit.

Bending down, lying on the ground, spit until tears are about to flow.

Fear first, then pain, then regret, and finally only anger and disgust, deep anger and loathing at myself.

He actually shot.

For two little girls who have no ability to resist...

"damn it……"

He covered his face tiredly and couldn't help but want to cry: "Damn..."

Even when the red glove was burnt to death, he didn't touch it at all. But in this empty record, he felt such a deep fear of death, and an extremely deep resistance to the act of killing.

There are no enemies there at all, only old men who lost their sons in the war, women who lost their husbands, and children who lost their fathers...

It was just a senseless massacre.

He even shot himself.

Knowing that it was just a record, even if he was killed, there would be no problem, but he actually shot...at two children who were not enemies at all.

Because of fear, fear, confusion, or...weakness.

What the hell did that guy with the red gloves do!

And what did you do?

"It seems that I was too eager for quick success, and the actual combat course selection was not appropriate." The crow looked at him with pity: "This is my fault, not yours. Let's rest tonight. I will adjust the new course tomorrow. of……"

"No, give me a few minutes—"

Huai Shi interrupted her, "Just a few minutes."

Silence came.

Soon, he finally calmed down, got up and went to the bathroom, wiped off the snot and saliva on his face, and returned to the hall.

He said calmly, "Do it again."

"Are you sure?" Crow asked suspiciously.

"Come again."

Huai Shi repeated, "Come again."

After a long time, the crow seemed to understand something and laughed.

She said, "OK."

Things branched and fell, and darkness struck.

Huai Shi opened her eyes, and smelled the smell of dry dust, and there was scorching wind blowing from the window. The instructor issued an order from the co-pilot:

"Kill them all, leave none behind."

Huai Shi nodded and said, "Okay."

Then he raised the muzzle of the gun, aimed it at the driver's seat, and pulled the trigger.

Amidst the roar, sparks spewed out from the muzzle of the gun.

The driver was dead, a goop of paste stuck to the shattered windows, and the car twisted and rolled.

Huai Shi felt the wind blowing beside him, and in the violent tumbling, it seemed that a group of people rushed forward, and soon, they were pinned to the ground by their teammates.

The trunk door opened.

The instructor walked in with a blank face and looked down at him.

"Unqualified."

He said, pull the trigger.

Boom!

Huai Shi's head exploded.

He opened his eyes, panting violently, sweating profusely.

Soon, he picked up the warm water on the table and drank it in one gulp: "Come again!"

"Okay." The crow nodded, and the darkness struck again.

"Kill them all, leave none behind."

Hearing the instructor's voice, he laughed immediately, pulled out the dagger from his boot, and lightly slashed across the neck of his teammate on the right. Blood spurted out from the broken neck, dyeing the dust flying in the air red.

Time seemed to freeze.

At that moment, Huai Shi drew his gun, fired the pistol in bursts, pointed at the teammates in front, back, left, and right, and pulled the trigger repeatedly, causing balls of brains to explode.

But soon, he was swept to death again.

"You need to pay attention to some strategies." The crow said, "Theoretically speaking, it is possible for you to wipe out them without injury, but I need to remind you that what you read is the record of the red glove, that is to say, what happened What, what everyone will do is based on his subjective judgment, understand?"

"I don't understand."

"It's okay, you will understand soon." The crow withdrew his gaze, "Again?"

"good!"

Huai Shi opened her eyes again, from the carriage, under the instructor's order, she twisted her body slightly, moved her neck slowly, and checked the equipment on her body.

A saber, a pistol, an automatic rifle, body armor, a walkie-talkie, and a few magazines on the quick-response vest.

and an iron pomegranate.

Weighing the heavy thing in his hand, Huai Shi smiled at the eyes of his teammates, and quietly pulled off the ring with his little finger.

Count down softly.

Three, two, one.

At that moment, he flew forward and slammed into the door of the rear compartment. He fell out of the speeding car in embarrassment and rolled to the ground. The pain in the hands.

But soon, he heard a roar coming from behind him.

The transport vehicle galloping on the road suddenly shook, and jumped tens of centimeters from the ground for no reason. Immediately afterwards, the iron box swelled up as if blown up, and blood-red fire sprayed out from the shattered crack.

Soon, it twisted and deformed in the burning, and stopped rolling.

Huai Shi got up from the ground, panting violently under the scorching sun, but soon, he saw, among the burning wreckage, the twisted iron gate suddenly made a sharp sound.

Kicked away by one foot.

On the co-pilot's seat, the instructor with a stern face slowly walked out of it, staring at Huai Shi's stunned look with cold eyes. He should look like an ordinary person, and there are no traces of source quality fluctuations or stigmata on his body, but he survived the violent explosion without even losing a single hair.

"What's going on, what everybody's going to do, it's the subjective judgment of the red gloves, that's what it means, right?"

Huai Shi couldn't help laughing, and laughed at the guy with the red gloves, "How much psychological shadow do you have for your instructor?"

Otherwise, how could the instructor, who was obviously just an ordinary person, survive the grenade explosion unscathed?

This guy, does he think that his instructor is some unbeatable Iron King Kong?

"I didn't expect that, 7794."

The instructor looked at him indifferently, twisted his neck slowly, and tapped the handle of the whip tied around his waist with his fingers lightly, making a sound that made Huai Shi's body suddenly tense up at this moment.

Da da da……

The sound of fingers hitting the whip is a sign of punishment and punishment.

Once tortured, twice seriously injured, and then there was never a third.

I don’t know how many times I have seen her companions being flogged to death on the playground, Huai Shi actually felt the despair and fear left by the red gloves, and the will to resist quickly began to disintegrate.

The instructor stepped forward, looked down at the trembling opponent, stretched out his hand, and pressed his head.

twist.

Crack!

Huai Shi's neck was broken.

Boom!

Huai Shi opened her eyes angrily, and slammed her fist on the table, "You son of a bitch!"

He didn't know whether he was scolding the red gloves or himself, after all, in the memories of countless trainings, he had already deeply understood the cruelty and cruelty of the instructors.

"It seems that you have already grasped the limitations of subjective recorders?"

The crow smiled strangely: "People who cannot get their perspective out of their own fear and confusion will not be able to record everything as an absolute objective person.

But that's the beauty of recording an experience, the possibility of being able to transcend the person being recorded. "

"How?" Huai Shi asked.

"It's very simple." The crow said, "Just blow everything up, no matter what happens, no matter what is blocking you, you just need to use your own way to get rid of them all and it's OK.

No matter how difficult the arcade game is, there is a possibility of being raped, and one-coin clearance is just the foundation of the foundation. On the contrary, speed pass and no damage are the pursuit—"

She paused for a moment with a sly smile: "How about it? If it's difficult, do you need a cheat? As long as it's recorded in the Book of Fate, even if you want to modify yourself to be omnipotent like a god, it's easy. "

"no."

After resting for a while, Huai Shi felt that her energy had almost recovered, rubbed her aching forehead, and was about to start, but saw a cigarette handed over by the crow.

"For the sake of your integrity, let me give you a blue bottle for free."