[Comprehensive] Reincarnation Thousand Years

The war came so fast.

Just as the shortest hand on the clock passed the hour that symbolized four o'clock in the morning, the first gunshots pierced the silent dawn.

Garcia opened his eyes at the same time as the first shots were fired.

Long ago, she had forced herself into the habit of sleeping with her coat on.

After spending half a minute putting on his boots, the scattered gunfire seemed to have found a tacit understanding and gradually became more violent.

She took out the two pistols left by the man from under her pillow. Although she cleaned them every day, she didn't know how much effect it would have.

Garcia dragged her sleeping little brother up from the crib. She looked at her ignorant face because she had just woken up from sleep, and vowed in her heart that if the child dared to cry suddenly, she would immediately cover his mouth with a handkerchief. , so that he could no longer cry a little.

She would rather cover her brother's mouth until he couldn't make a sound than to die together.

Lying in the next room is her mother who has been living forever since she was ten years old because of a high fever.Garcia is a wild species whose father is unknown. After her parents died, she lived alone in a small house in the forest near the village.

She was the child born after being raped by some man some day after that.

This seemed to be the harbinger of something bad to begin with.

Garcia hated the men who sneaked into her house and raped her clueless mother since she was a child.

She was called Garcia because her mother kept looking at her and calling her that name.So, she decided to call herself Garcia.

Her mother's name?

Probably not everyone remembers.

Garcia's heart was full of hatred, and flames of anger danced in his eyes.

After hearing the gunshots in the distant village, she was more pleased with hatred than fear and fear.

She shook her mother out of bed, put on a coat for her, and dragged her staggeringly through the night forest.

In a hundred days, this forest looks like a forest with a hidden castle in a fairy tale book from a distance.

In the sleeping castle are the castle residents who are also asleep. In the innermost attic, lying on the bed of roses is an extremely beautiful princess.

Only the prince can kiss the princess awake.

It's a pity that there are only two wild species whose fathers are unknown in this forest, and a woman who lives in this world as if suffering every moment, but still knows nothing about it.

And no prince came.

The only ones who came here were a group of lunatics carrying firearms and killing people like hemp.

Garcia pushed the ignorant three-year-old brother into her mother's arms. She hated those men who vented their lust on their mother, and also hated those women who regarded her and her mother as the most filthy existence in the world and despised and hated them. But what she hates the most is that she is unable to protect her mother, and herself who accepts the food and clothes that the men occasionally donate with kindness.

Since she was seven years old, she has relied on the forest to make life better for herself and her mother.

Then she found a large, dry, sheltered cave in the forest, and began to spend most of the day modifying it.The work took her about a year.

Until three years ago, she expected to take her mother to hide in this cave, and then the two of them would rely on this forest to spend every day.

Three years ago, her mother became pregnant again, and the boy she gave birth made Garcia almost die of despair.

What does she do to support this child?

She herself didn't know how she survived.

Not only does she have to raise a mother who is mentally retarded, she also has to take care of a younger brother who can only cry all night long.

But this seemingly endless day has taken a decisive turn some time ago.

The forest that Garcia was relying on was a place where once he went deep into it, he would never return.

On a certain day more than half a year ago, when she had to go deeper into the center of the forest for her livelihood, she saw a man half lying in the water beside the stream.

She thought this man was dead, and she preferred the dead to the living.

Garcia originally planned to take off the man's clothes and sweep away all valuables, but when she was taking off the clothes of this cold corpse, her hand was grabbed fiercely.

The strength is so great that she has never encountered it in this life.

The man's eyes were like some kind of inorganic object, coldly reflecting Garcia's face.

Before she could think of what to do, the other party closed her eyes again and fell down.

Only then did Garcia realize that there was a whitish wound on his waist.

Was it a gunshot wound?

She wasn't quite sure of that.

But if it was a gunshot wound, the wound shouldn't be irregular like this...

Garcia's face turned pale, and after pulling back her hand forcefully, she looked at the young man who passed out in front of her eyes.

"Did you dig out the bullet yourself?"

I never thought that there would be such a cruel man in this world.

Will it fall by the water, is it to drink water or to wash the wound?

Garcia wasn't quite sure which one it was.but--

She looked at the clothes on this man who must have been of good value, gritted her teeth, and dragged him to her secret base—the cave.

Anyway, not far away...

In just 200 meters, Garcia walked for a full hour.

She had never carried such a heavy bulk in her life.

Garcia tried to figure out what to do in this situation, and she finally built a fire for the man, set the battered pot on the shelf, and poured wild vegetables, dried meat, and whatever else she could get her hands on. The ingredients, with a little salt, boiled into a pot of mushy objects that were unsatisfactory in taste and appearance.

After forcing the man to drink his "dinner," Garcia went home to care for his mother and young brother.

The next day, she was too busy to think about the unconscious man in the cave.

In the dead of night, Garcia got up from the bed,

After she ran into the forest with the jerky, she picked some wild vegetables along the way and found a bunch of edible mushrooms.

After entering the cave, she boiled a pot of mushroom soup with dried meat and wild vegetables.

On the third day, the man woke up.

The two of them looked at each other for a while, and the other nodded and said "thank you".

This was the first time in this life that she heard someone thank her.

She turned her head away, lowered her voice in order to prevent her voice from choking, and said fiercely: "Shut up, eat quickly!"

How fierce can an 11-year-old girl be?

Anyway, the man who was shot in the body and was able to dig the bullet out of his body with his own hands felt that such fierce words made the speaker appear cute.

Messy hair and a dirty face that I didn't have time to wipe, and a boy's clothes that were too baggy on a body that was thin due to malnutrition and where the ribs could be seen.

Garcia was thin, small, and ugly as hell.

It was such a little girl who saved the life of a young man who seemed to be of high status but was extremely mysterious.

On the seventh day, after the injury was almost healed, the man asked, "What do you want?"

Of course she knew that there was definitely a reason beyond normal logic for the degree of wound healing, but she was not interested in knowing what the reason was.

She went straight to what she wanted most: "I want a gun."

God knows how the man got the guns—he fished out two guns from behind and threw them at Garcia.

"Will it work?"

Give the weapon first and then ask her if she can use it.

She pointed the gun at the man.

The man said without panic, "Remember, when pointing the gun at someone else, you have to open the safety catch."

Then, he didn't know what method he used. After a few movements, Reality took Garcia's gun from his hand, and then pressed her backhand to the ground.

"The second thing you have to remember is that a gun is a long-distance weapon. If you aim at someone at such a close distance, they will just take the weapon away from you."

Garcia yelled and struggled desperately.

As soon as the pressure on her body disappeared, she immediately got up from the ground.

"The third thing you have to remember is to always remember how many bullets are in the gun."

The last thing Garcia was told he had to remember when using a gun was—

"After aiming, never hesitate, don't move your hands, just pull the trigger."

Of course she knew that keeping her hands still was the most important thing.

When shooting, I don’t know how many novices miss the bullet because of the recoil.

Garcia got the two pistols, and the young man left the cave.

Until today.

She hid in the cave enough food and water for her, her mother, and her younger brother for half a month.

But she didn't know how long this would last.

After half a month, when all the food and water were exhausted, I had to go out.

In fact, she didn't have to wait long.

A day later, Garcia consciously made a very good Shandong bunker was opened.

She immediately grabbed the gun, pointed the muzzle at the figure walking in from the hole, and pulled the trigger without hesitation——

The strong recoil and loud noise made Garcia's ears hurt and his arms numb.

Before, he couldn't see the person's appearance because of the backlight, but when the bullet was fired, he was completely swallowed by the sudden surge of flames.

A sudden burst of flames lit up the entire dark cavern.

After Garcia saw the face of the man with flames coming out of his palm, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"It seems that you really remember everything you should remember."

The owner of that cold and gloomy voice was the young man Garcia begged for two guns in exchange for saving his life.

Garcia, who fell to the ground, was picked up from the ground by the young man.She suddenly realized that the flame on this guy's hand disappeared at some point, and there was no wound on his hand.

Under the sunshine in the afternoon, Garcia realized that the handsome appearance of this young man was completely outrageous.

The only regret is that the gloomy and cruel temperament on his body ruined his handsomeness a lot.

"What's your name?"

"what is your name?"

"Sivnora."

"Garcia."