This is something that Du Baby does not allow. Her son is still young, only four and a half years old. If he does this now, this experience will inevitably leave a shadow on his son that will never be erased. So if she wants to stop it, she must stop it. This is killing, even if she wants to send away a soldier who fought for her death in a kind way.

Killing is never so easy.

Any warrior, even a strong-minded warrior with absolute faith, needs to go through a period of adaptation after the first killing. Because the person who kills people is the same, even if it is not related to himself, even if it is an enemy, it will also raise a psychological shadow. This is because people can think and grow up under the circle of morality and legal system.

If a mature mind is like this, what will happen to an immature mind?

Now Xiao Zhan has killed people, and his young mind cannot bear it at all. There are only two possibilities to wait for him: one, live in fear all day long; the other, destroy human nature.

"Baby, stop!" Xiao Yuanchao on the stretcher called Du Baobao and said in the most serious voice: "He is the head of state, and now he must exercise his duties as the head of state! If you stop him, then he, the head of state, will come to an end!"

"But he is our son, he is only four and a half years old now!" Du Baobao stopped, turned his head and said anxiously to Xiao Yuanchao: "After killing someone, who can guarantee what he will become? I have to be responsible for my son, I have to..."

"Bang!"

The crisp gunshot sounded, and Xiao Zhan took the gun in his hand the moment Du Baobao turned around, and held the gun in his hands and pulled the trigger to the soldiers on the ground.

The warhead hit the soldier's head, leaving a bullet hole the size of a peanut. The bright red blood flowed out of the bullet hole, slid down his cheeks, and flowed all the way to the grass.

Xiao Zhan was rushed down on the ground by recoil, but quickly got up, with a serious look on his face. He walked forward two steps, walked to the soldiers who were killed by his own hands, stretched out his small hand and closed the other party's permanent hot eyes.

This is the last glory of soldiers. They long to be sent away by the head of state when they die in the end. They regard such treatment as glory. If they live, they do not know who brings them; if they die, they must always know who sends them away.

This is the simple thinking of soldiers, the glory of their lives, and the battle for one person for a lifetime.

"Son!" Du Baobao rushed forward and hugged Xiao Zhan with all his strength.

"Mom, don't be afraid." Xiao Zhan touched Du Baby's cheek. He comforted him like a little adult: "This soldier is almost dead. I am the head of state. I have to send him to death. This is not killing people randomly, this is kindness, and a reward."

Xiao Zhan said it very seriously, and at this time, the fear in his eyes had disappeared without a trace. He even said that there was a calmness and calmness that most adults did not have in his eyes. It seemed that after killing a soldier with his own hand, he instantly understood a lot and understood a lot.

The baby didn't say anything, just stared at her son's eyes. She looked very seriously. She seemed to be trying to see her son thoroughly and see what her son had pretended in her heart.

It’s just a pity that even a mother can’t see through what her son is doing. Because this kind of look shouldn’t be something that a four and a half-year-old child can have, because a four and a half-year-old child does not have complex thinking ability.

"He is very good, very good." Xiao Yuanchao said softly: "Actually, our son has killed someone... it's not the first time, but this time it is definitely a milestone. He knows what he is and what he should do. He is more aware of the trends and purpose of the murder just now. It is not a blind kill, but a responsibility and obligation to support him in doing this."

Du Baby didn't pay attention to Xiao Yuanchao, but just hugged her son tightly, with a silent look on her face. She really didn't know what kind of path her son would take in the future, but she was sure that her son would never be able to live a peaceful life.

In the village, all the bodies of the killing machines in the Zhukov training camp were carried out and thrown away, and piled up together for burning. The bodies of two soldiers were also burned. Of course, the way of burning the corpses of soldiers was different from that of the Zhukov murder machine. The killing machines just randomly piled up in a ravine to set a fire, while the soldiers piled up a platform with firewood and placed the bodies for burning...

After the burning is completed, the other soldiers will scatter all the ashes. Because the soldiers have no idea of ​​collecting corpses, and there is no place to store urns. Those without names and those without names come. Those without names and those without names have left no trace of their own in this world.

The killing machine in Zhukov training camp was not so easy to mess with if they lost two soldiers. If they could do so, they would have no names or desires, maybe they could really fight for both sides. No matter what, they would be proud of killing two soldiers.

The news of the deaths of dozens of murderous machines was immediately heard by King Suk at Kangba's feet. It was not because the murderous machine escaped, but when his men came here to transport supplies, they saw with their own eyes that the place was occupied by soldiers and the bodies of their own people were burned.

King Su Ke, who received the news, let out a long sigh and frowned slightly. He knew how powerful the killing machines he left behind were. Almost every one was a strong man in the black market boxing competition. Perhaps not the top one, but with weapons, it is difficult to wipe out the entire army of them with never fear of death. It can be said that even if an army meets these killing machines in a narrow road, it has to pay the price of bleeding to win, and even if someone is accidentally charged in, it may lead to a defeat.

Because as long as these killing machines rush into the crowd, each punch and kick will take away a life. The more they are surrounded by the crowd, the more they can demonstrate their horror.

"How do you feel?" General Barkley asked King Suk with a smile.

"How do you feel? Did all the people I arranged in the village be killed?" King Suk said indifferently: "I have people and don't care about the life and death of dozens of people. Maybe the opponent is very strong, but they have not met the most powerful boxer yet, so there is no need to worry at all. This time I brought a total of 300 people, enough to deal with any situation that occurs."

"King Suk, do you know who your opponent is?" General Barkley asked.

"Red fierce soldier." King Suk said relaxedly: "His father is still in our hands, even if he is so strong that it makes people scare, haha."

General Barkley stared at King Suk's eyes with an idiot's eyes and shook his head gently.

"What's wrong?" King Su Ke asked with a smile.

"You don't even know who your opponent is," General Barkley stared at the other party and whispered: "The other party is a soldier, not just a red fierce soldier."
Chapter completed!