The sound of men's drinking and swearing, women's screaming, the sound of wooden stools breaking, the sound of porcelain bowls bursting, the sound of screams, the sound of dying groans, all turned into women's crying in the end.
There are more than a dozen corpses lying in the courtyard. The courtyard is in a mess, with pieces of wood, pieces of porcelain, scattered rice and vegetables all red with blood. Blood footprints are printed on the ground where there is no blood, which turns the courtyard into a bloody abstract painting.
Kou Zhong was lying on the ground with his back up and his eyes staring at the sky. The bullet hole on his forehead was still flowing blood and brain. His full and strong muscles collapsed and shriveled like water. He was still holding a wooden stool in his hand.
The dead are all men. The men are lying in the pool of blood. The women who have just been recognized before are driven to one side and squat down and tremble. They nestle up to each other and look at the corpse in the pool of blood. Their eyes are hazy. Tears run across their faces and wet their lapels.
One by one, men in ragged clothes and yellow faces were walking around the corpses, holding various simple weapons, sharpened wooden sticks, thread steel with the same thickness as eyebrow sticks, oil stained metal chains, and strange metal swords.
They are looking for a living on the ground. As long as they find that someone is still breathing, even if there is only one breath left, they will raise their weapons and swing them down fiercely. One by one, their heads are smashed under the steel stick, and the wounded are dismembered under the sword.
These skinny men didn't have the excitement and fear after the killing. When they were sure that there was no one left in the yard, they began to clean up the mess. A corpse dragged blood stains on the ground to the gate of the yard. The corpse was empty, and someone carried a bucket to wash away the blood stains on the ground.
It wasn't long before the courtyard was cleaned up. Apart from the faint smell of blood in the air, nobody thought that there had been a massacre here before. Two people stood in the corner of the entrance of the courtyard. They had been watching silently. One of them was a tall and beautiful woman, who was the missing person in the women's camp for a long time, Joana.
"How many forces have you destroyed?"
Joana looked at the cleaned yard and nodded happily. The environment here was good. She liked it very much. She asked the men around her.
The man's figure is not very high, just reaching 1.7 meters. The hair on his head is messy. The messy hair is stuck on his forehead by a one finger wide leather strip. The leather strip is fixed slightly askew on his forehead. Under the full and protruding forehead are two thick eyebrows, and under the eyebrows are a pair of bright eyes, There is a glimmer of clearness and vicissitudes in my eyes.
The man is not handsome, long is very ordinary, the biggest bright spot on the face is his thick eyebrows and bright eyes, looking at the busy crowd in the courtyard without expression, hearing JONA's question, his brow is slightly wrinkled.
He put the pistol in his right hand into the holster around his waist and replied casually:
"The fourth
Jonah raised her eyebrows, didn't notice the coldness in the man's words, and continued:
"Who is the next force?"
The men around Jonah didn't like Jonah's high-profile tone. They didn't answer and looked at the women who were shivering and crying in the distance.
"Why don't you answer me? Do you like these women? "
Jonah asked again. When it comes to the women, Jonah's words are slightly sarcastic, as if to say that his eyes are not high.
"I'm not going to destroy other forces. It's good now. I've got the territory and materials of the four forces. That's enough."
"No!!! Not enough... How can you stop? You should keep killing and wipe out all the forces. At that time, you can defeat the female battalion and become the fourth largest force. Maybe... You can even become the third largest force. In this way, you will have
Joana was very excited. She didn't expect that the man around her didn't want to work any more. She had come to this stage. If she didn't advance, she would retreat, In the gathering place, without strength and influence, she can only be the cannon fodder of others forever. Joana doesn't want to put her life and death in other people's hands.
"I know what I'm going to do, and I know what I'm going to do in the future. It's none of your business. Either shut up or leave."
Men don't like to be pressed on their heads by women. They speak very straight, with strong arbitrariness. They hold Joana's breath in their heart, and they feel flustered.
"OK, soldier, you've turned over? You have today. Who gave you the rice ticket? Who gave your two disabled brothers food in exchange for painkillers? Ha ha... I didn't expect that Joana helped a white eyed wolf
"Brush ··" the man, known as a soldier, turns his head and stares at Joana. Joana's face turns white. In a panic, she takes two steps back and reaches for the pistol in her satchel.The soldier didn't take care of Jonah's pulling out the gun. He looked into Jonah's big flashing eyes and said:
"The food you gave me was obtained by selling the women's camp. Although I don't agree with the women's camp, I still admit that I'm a paratrooper. You asked me to kill this and that. I don't want to hear that again. I'm a man. I only listen to myself, I swore I would never listen to women again.
You helped me. I know that you sold out the women's camp. I also know that I should have killed you, the traitor. You saved my brother with food in exchange for medicine. If you want to stay, just stay. If you don't want to stay, get out of here. I know you still have half of the grain and rice tickets hidden in your hand. I don't want them either. You can go to your happy life with those things! "
"When..." Jonah's type 92 pistol fell to the ground and jingled. She covered her chest and looked pale at the soldier. She didn't expect that she was just a traitor in the soldier's eyes, a traitor who betrayed the paratrooper. She was unwilling, but she didn't know how to explain it.
"Why... Why do you say that to me, I'm a traitor... Muppel, that bitch isn't? Who did this happen to your paratroopers? There are more than 30 paratroopers in good condition, only you are left, and there are two disabled people who are lying in bed with pain every day
"Shut up... Don't you say my brother is disabled"
The soldier is angry. He rushes forward and grabs Jonah's skirt. He raises his hand and wants to fan it down. Jonah doesn't close her eyes and looks at him, Looking at those slightly turbid eyes, Xiaobing takes a deep breath, puts down his palm, releases Joana, turns around and wants to leave. Anyway, Joana exchanges rice tickets for painkillers. He owes Joana a favor.
"Why don't you hit me... You feel guilty? You hypocrite, the real murderer is there, but you don't dare to go to her trouble. If you continue to kill, you will be above the women's camp, and you can make mupeipei kneel in front of your brother to repent
Jonah yelled behind the soldier, causing the sidelights. One after another, they hang their necks to look around, but they bump into the fierce eyes of the soldiers, and then they lower their heads to do their work