The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

Don't be afraid, a devil also has a neck and a head, and if a bullet hits it, he will die.

So, now the dolls under the age of 13 continue to hide, and the ones over the age of 13 follow my example and pick up the rifle as the first step. "

While speaking, Uncle Chu picked up the rifle, leveled it, and looked at the child soldiers; his eyes were full of sincerity and encouragement.

It feels like the situation when he taught his own children to ride a bicycle.

In Uncle Chu's eyes, Dafu's child born in Lu Province was the first to stand up and shouted in a childish voice:

"What are you afraid of? If you die, you will die. I, Wang Dafu, will be a hero again after 18 years."

After finishing speaking, he stood up from the ground, stretched his waist, imitated Uncle Chu, and picked up a rifle made in Hanyang, the butt of which was half rotten, now wrapped in rags.

"Count me in, after death, maybe my father and mother have not gone far, still waiting for me to reunite~"

A baby soldier with a Henan province accent stood up and held up a water rifle that seemed to be a little taller than him.

"In these days, it's harder to live than to die. It's better to fight the devils. It's more enjoyable to die~"

This is the position of a lip, and there is even a snot-nosed child soldier, who said such a sentence with a mentality far beyond his age.

In this way, the child soldiers with various accents, using all kinds of ridiculous and heart-rending reasons, first stood up with their waists bent, and the scholar Uncle Chu raised all kinds of broken guns.

To be precise, these child soldiers never lack the courage to fight.

Their previous unbearable performance was only the first time they were on the battlefield, and the human body instinctively reacted to the bullets flying across the battlefield, which is completely understandable.

It's just that they didn't know that the reasons they said in their immature voices were stabbing Uncle Chu's heart like knives.

In comparison, the pain caused by the open wound on his back seemed nothing at all.

But even so, he could only squeeze out a smile, and continued to say: "Okay, continue, the second step, pull the bolt of the gun, and push a bullet."

When Uncle Chu made a demonstration of pulling the bolt, a burst of 'click, click~' sound also began to ring out.

Wait a few seconds for all the kids with guns.After basically doing the action of pulling the bolt.

After taking a deep breath, Uncle Chu suddenly straightened his waist, put the butt of the rifle on his shoulder, and made the muzzle level.

He shouted loudly: "The third step, aim at a devil and open fire~"

After finishing speaking, he aimed at the devil second lieutenant and directly pulled the trigger, because he was a little hasty, and just hit the opponent's shoulder.

But this is not important, what is important is that at this moment, almost fifty child soldiers stood up from the trenches.

Facing the devils who had rushed more than 20 meters away, Qiqi pulled the trigger on his fingertips and fired bullets full of hatred.

The only pity is that these dolls may be the first shot in their lives.

They are on the point of shooting, and they can't really say that they are accurate.

Even if the distance was only 30 to [-] meters, after about [-] rounds of bullets were called out, they only hit three devils.

To be precise, yes, one was killed and two were wounded.

But it also succeeded in making those devils who had originally had a ferocious face lie on the ground in a panic.

Among them, the second lieutenant with a katana in his hand was probably stared at by too many dolls, and he was shot five or six times at once, and was killed immediately.

Such a result immediately boosted the confidence of the infant soldiers.

Even if there were seven or eight baby soldiers sitting on the ground under the recoil of the rifles, their shoulders and buttocks felt a little painful for a while.

But there was no more fear on the dirty face, but a little smile instead.

While striking while the iron was hot, Uncle Chu didn't care about the pain in his back as if he was on fire just by firing a gun.

With a long-lost, gentle tone like bringing a baby back then, he continued to yell: "Everyone is doing beautifully, let's continue with the set, the first step~"

Having just said this, some naughty ghosts among these children have already continued: "Pick up the rifle."

There was some joy in their voices, it seemed that the scene just now gave them great confidence.

So in the following time, "the second step, pull the bolt, push a bullet", and the sound of "咔咒～" the bullet was loaded, sounded in the trench again.

Compared to just now, it was still louder. It should be that everyone started to yell.

And then, in the sentence "The third step, aim at a devil and fire~"

After the fifty or so figures in the trench stood up with their rifles in hand, they pulled the triggers again.

It's a pity that after the devil made preparations this time, the result was far from as ideal as the first time, and it could even be called miserable.

While the child soldiers were firing, the devils lying on the ground also fired.

Compared with these children, who may have just fired the second bullet in their lives, the marksmanship of those devil soldiers is too much, too much.

After a burst of gunfire, the devil lying on the ground tilted his head three times and was killed.

But on the battlefield, there were 7 child soldiers who fell into the trenches after their bodies softened.

One of them died at the place where Uncle Chu was, but only a few steps away.

So, when the middle-aged landlord saw this kid in the modern world, who was only a junior high school student at most, probably thinking about eating chicken and LOL every day, a huge pool of blood appeared on his chest.

And in such an injury, this one who should be born in Guangdong Province is already on his deathbed.

From Uncle Chu's point of view, even her eyes were lost.

I don't know what kind of illusion appeared in front of this child soldier at this moment, or what he thought of, he kept screaming in a low voice:

"Old Dou, Mom, wait for me, don't go so fast, Douzi, I'm afraid of the dark~"

After such a simple sentence fell into Uncle Chu's ears, the severe pain in his heart can't be simply described with a knife twist.

He had never hated these damn devils so much.

If possible, he is willing to use his own body to pieces, or even pay a higher price, in exchange for dying with these ghost soldiers.

The problem is that on the battlefield, such an idea is just wishful thinking.

After biting his lip and pouring a mouthful of blood into his mouth, the middle-aged landlord, who had seen through his own life, shouted again in a weeping voice:

"First step~"

"Pick up the rifle~" The number of childish voices, which had been reduced, echoed again.

Although the number is less, but in these voices, there is indeed the fear of being killed by his partner in battle, but Uncle Chu can hear that there is more firmness in them.

A share should not belong to them, but when the mountains and rivers are broken, they have to bear the courage and responsibility on their immature shoulders.

Young men of the Hua Kingdom, don't be afraid...

Chapter 653 Little Man, Don't Be Afraid (9) [Add more updates for Xufeng 15/[-]]

"Brother Su! Please send down a divine punishment immediately to kill these damn devils~"

Seeing the hell-like scene in front of him, while grabbing the camera with trembling fingers, Rose prayed with a trembling tone in his mouth, and all the previous ones prayed for a pious attitude.

Talk!When these devils seemed to emerge from the ground, they suddenly appeared in front of them.

Ross, who was terrified at the time, didn't think about running away.

After all, in his cognition, he is just a war reporter, a civilian among soldiers; fighting?That's a matter for combat troops.

Even at that time, Translator Zhou and the two soldiers who temporarily escorted him proposed to protect him and evacuate here immediately.

Tell him that although it is dangerous along the way, he may face bullets from devils, and there is still a 50% chance of escaping safely.

God knows?What did Rose think at that time, and he actually stayed here.

Perhaps the 50% chance of escaping safely still made him feel inadequate.

Or, because of his professional sensitivity, he knew that he might encounter some of the most exciting pictures and materials in his life later.

Anyway, this war correspondent from Uncle Sam's family stayed behind by a strange coincidence.

After hiding in a relatively safe place, even amidst the sound of gunshots and explosions, his whole body trembled like a quail because of fear and anger.

But I still haven’t forgotten that I kept taking pictures of precious pictures with the Eastman Kodak camera with 8mm film in my hand.

In such a picture, there is Yang Zai, who is facing the smoking grenade under his feet, and does not hesitate to lie down on the ground.

Under Yang Zai's resolute expression, it reflects the shock, touch, and reluctance in the eyes of the children next to him, which is so full of human brilliance.

By now, Yang Zai had died long ago.

Ross still clearly remembered that this young Guojun soldier named Yang Zai had a very strange accent in English, but his level of fighting landlords was excellent.

correct!I still owe him a gambling debt of two dollars, and it seems that I don't have to pay it.

But Ross really wanted to see that some group of this guy appeared viciously in front of his eyes, grabbed his collar and cursed:

"Damn! Pay back the money~"

It's just such a scene that can never happen again.

In the picture, there is a whole person leaning helplessly in the trench and sitting slumped, with a lit cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, but it is a dead husky.

This Guojun soldier is said to have been an ocean sailor and has been to many ports and ports on this planet.

So much so that Ross likes to chat with him these days, listening to this guy who always has a smile on his face, talking about different styles from different places,

What the hell!Ross still clearly remembers being dumbfounded many times, like a redneck from rural Detroit.

There is also his own translator Zhou, who is said to be the father of two children.

Holding a rifle with a rusted bayonet, Cai rushed out of the position and was killed. At that time, his eyes were full of unwillingness, nostalgia, and worry, which were extremely complicated.

Of course, in his Eastman Kodak camera.

Some more pictures and content are still under the leadership of a middle-aged man in Chu Na, those children bravely took up weapons and fought.

The problem is, when one after another children who are not as tall as a rifle fall down one after another under the bullets, they appear in front of my eyes.

Ross is getting more and more unable to bring himself to hide here and continue filming.

Even if he told himself that he was not a combatant, even if he was captured by the devils afterwards, he might still survive.

Or, once I take these photos that can not only shake people's hearts, but even shake their souls, and send them back to the North American continent, it will definitely play a greater role.

Let more people pay attention to this, so as to use more material support to help more poor children in this mysterious ancient oriental country.

Avoid more tragedies like this, just like this.