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Chapter 48 The Broom Project (10)

Li Wei sighed and said to the communication soldier: "Soldier, you already knew my report just now. I really want to know, what would you do if you were me?"

The messenger looked at the smoke from the distance and said with difficulty: "I don't know, I really don't know, sir!" He said, crying loudly. ** As soldiers, how can they impose violence and death on the people? This is the most difficult problem and the most difficult choice!

Li Wei didn't bother to comfort him, so he asked other soldiers to call the commander Mao Jiao over in a hot voice. The two of them looked at the figures that were constantly approaching in the distance, and were speechless for a moment!

They are all waiting, waiting for the orders that their superiors will issue!

The commander asked Li Wei: "Can these damn hypnosis not be cracked?"

Li Wei smiled bitterly and said, "It can be cracked, but it takes time to awaken everyone. We don't have so many mental strengths at all!" He is not lying. Hypnosis is a very advanced skill. It involves all aspects of a person. It is like a lock. Once locked, it is naturally easy and effortless if there is a key. If there is no key, it may still be pried out and still cannot be opened. So with a master key, such a number of locks, when will it be opened?

With the mental strength of Li Wei, he is still extremely impressed when facing such a problem. Moreover, the route of his mental strength is a meticulous way, not a magnificent one. I am afraid that only Lucifer can recover from the dead can he be able to crack on a large scale!

Li Wei could not see the commander's rank, but from his cheeks that had already raised his head, it could be seen that this person was already middle-aged. Time brought him not only maturity, but also rare experience. It is precisely because of this that he was more calm when encountering problems. For him, passion and impulsiveness were already yesterday!

Hearing Li Wei's reply, his expression suddenly became heavy. The commander first looked back at his soldiers. They were young, passionate, impulsive, and full of youthful vitality. Without this damn war, their current life would definitely not be this pile of shit. In the crowds that were vaguely walking in the distance, he still saw many people holding weapons. What made his eyes even more dizzy was that there were many short figures mixed in the crowd, obviously children!

Perhaps in the near future, these children will grow presidents, generals, athletes, billionaires... They are the future of the United States, and now these young soldiers are fighting to death here for these children with infinite possibilities!

The commander gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Enter combat preparations, once the enemy enters range, kill them without any hesitation!"

These children are certainly the future. But these young soldiers are now. If they are gone now, how can they have a future? He can imagine that as long as the government army perishes, even if these children grow up, they can only be slaves to the savages of the F organization!

So, even if he falls into hell, he can only kill him!

The soldiers had long seen this strange scene. However, out of trust in the commander, no one asked more questions, but after this order, everyone suddenly became confused. Although they did not have equipment like telescopes, the tactical scopes on the rifle were not decorations. The people walking in the smoke were all civilians in casual clothes!

Even though they hold weapons in their hands, they may be self-defense items they carried when they resisted and escaped from the city!

That choice that can only be light was not wrong. Li Wei was even less patient to wait for the senior officials to argue. He shouted loudly: "These people have been hypnotized. They are not enemies, but our enemies! They are enemies who come to kill us!" At this time, he clenched his fists and his fingernails were pierced into his flesh. Although he had countless lives in his hands since his debut and had become a butcher at a young age, he killed enemies who wanted his life, not civilians!

Li Wei looked at the panicked soldiers and said sternly: "Think about your family and your friends. Maybe they are still waiting for you to reunite in the rear at this time. Maybe they have been deprived of their lives by the F organization in this city. Don't forget what our purpose is to take back everything we have lost, even if we become demons! These people are just walking dead bodies covered in civilian shells! We must make the blood behind the scenes pay for their blood debts. "

Li Wei's words were confused, but they made people feel sad and angry. Whether it was ordinary people or soldiers, fate played a huge joke with everyone, and the final result was only two, that was life or death!

Do you live with hatred and sin, or die for human nature?

Suddenly some soldiers dropped their guns and shouted, "Let's go and save them back!" Then they rushed out suddenly. This was their final choice. They would rather believe that these people were just coerced, and they would rather believe that they could save all this!

Li Wei closed his eyes in pain. Sure enough, before the soldiers rushed into the crowd, they were shot into a sieve by the dull civilians with guns!

But there are still soldiers who follow one after another!

It was a charge path of only 100 meters, but all that were left along the way were the blood shed and the martyrs who had been killed!

Until the last soldier knelt weakly on the road to charge, his body was covered with bloody bullet holes, but his pale face was filled with a smile of relief, because he insisted on his choice and belief, even if he gave his life for it, he tried his best to raise his arm and leaned forward in the dark sight due to excessive blood loss.

In front of him was a ragged and pale boy with scattered and dirty blonde hair, his eyes as blue as the sea. In those pure eyes, the soldier saw his reflection. He laughed and wanted to say something, but his throat was blocked by blood. Finally, he could only make a giggle.

The little boy walked slowly, his pure eyes staring at the soldier tightly, then raised his arms dullly, and on his small palm was a small pistol. With the sparks flashing on the muzzle, the soldier entered an eternal sleep!

The soldiers behind were already crying, and a silent sadness spread among the crowd. The chargers died, but they lived forever. Although they were alive, they had long become walking corpses!
Chapter completed!
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