The War of Resistance - #1250 - Chapter 1242: Homicide in wartime (4)

“Where did you find him?” Looking at the small corpse that was also covered by straw curtains, and listening to the hoarse crying in the yard, Shang asked in a trembling voice.

“It’s still in his yard.” A villager replied.

The cries of Liu Neng’s woman once again became the background sound of this conversation between Shang Zhen and the villagers.

It’s just that compared with yesterday, Liu Neng’s woman’s cry is no longer the kind of heart-piercing cry, but has become a very human hoarseness.

The man died yesterday, his head was in a different place, and it took too much effort to cry for the man.

But today, her son died in the same place, with the same decapitated body, so the woman’s crying turned into convulsions of the whole body emanating from the inside.

Especially in today’s age, men are women’s heaven, and when one’s own man dies, his son becomes the woman’s heaven again.

But now that the two men in the family are dead, how can this woman live?

In the same way, this gradual stimulation was also applied to Shang Zhen.

Farmers are farmers. It is the normal state of farmers to work at sunrise and sunset to rest and raise children.

Shang Zhen is a soldier, and a veteran of hundreds of battles. It is the normal state of soldiers to be used to life and death.

Shang Zhen has seen a lot of dead people. The **** scenes that he thought were exciting enough at the beginning became normal with the increase of his combat experience and life experience. Finally, those scenes gradually overlapped with the increase of memory, and finally became An abstract gore.

Abalone does not smell its smell for a long time, and Xi Shi does not think it is beautiful after seeing it for a long time. Although the two cases go to extremes, they also have one thing in common, that is, people will gradually lose their smell after staying in a certain environment for a long time. adapted.

The bloodshed has made Shang Zhen insensitive.

To be honest, Shang Zhen didn’t feel much about Liu Neng’s decapitated body yesterday. During the battle two days ago, he led his soldiers to chop off the heads of more than a dozen Japanese soldiers and put them in a row. row too!

Therefore, Liu Neng’s death was just a normal situation that Shang Zhen saw. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. To do something for the dead.

But this time it was different. Before a ten-year-old child started his real life, he was cut in half with a sharp weapon. This was more **** than what Shang Zhen usually saw!

For Liu Neng, Yu Shang Zhen can do it or not, but for Liu Neng’s ten-year-old son, Shang Zhen has to do more, such as killing the murderer who killed the child!

Shang Zhen just lifted the straw curtain to take a look at the child’s body, and then he closed the curtain.

Even though it was just a glance, Shang Zhen was sure that the way this child died was exactly the same as that of Liu Neng.

Do I have to check all this again like yesterday? Shang Zhen cast his eyes on the tree wall above the door again.

I don’t know if Liu Neng’s daughter-in-law forgot to plug in the door because of sadness last night? His eyes turned to the door stick again, but he didn’t see any change.

What a headache, I’m just a soldier, when did I solve the case? Shang Zhen thought about it, got up and walked out the door.

As for his movement, the villagers blocking the door frantically dodged to the side. Shang Zhen didn’t see curiosity but fear in the eyes of those villagers.

Perhaps, they really thought that they were also suspected of murder, but they didn’t dare to provoke themselves when they saw that they had a gun, Shang Zhen thought again.

Shang Zhen left the courtyard in deep thought, he still needs to find out where the murderer came from!

If I had known that the murderer would go to Liu Neng’s house to kill people last night, why should I be a mobile whistle in the village? I just need to guard in this yard!

How do you feel that this murderer’s style of play is a bit familiar, that kind of killing several enemies one after another through precise marksmanship, so as to exert psychological pressure on the opponent to create fear, so that other enemies dare not act rashly.

Did I think too far, this is a murder, not on the battlefield, but where did the murderer come from? Shang Zhen began to think again.

But how do the villagers know what Shang Zhen is thinking? When Shang Zhen is moving, Xiao Jiu still dares to follow behind him. As for the other villagers, they have already avoided it. The trusting villagers also escaped.

Shang Zhen frowned again.

But at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and looked at Liu Neng’s family’s lush green yard surrounded by tree walls.

A few villagers who followed Shang Zhen but were more than ten steps away did not expect Shang Zhen to turn around, but when they saw Shang Zhen’s sharp eyes, they trembled in their hearts, and one villager was even frightened. The **** sat on the ground!

Who knows what the villager was thinking, maybe he was afraid of the killing spirit of a soldier with a long spear and short gun on Shang Zhen, or thought that Shang Zhen actually killed Liu Neng and his son!

But it doesn’t matter anymore, as soon as Shang Zhen stretched out his hand, he copied the box cannon attached to the side of his thigh.

Shang Zhen didn’t know when the murderer would show up, so he was always in a state of preparation. The box cannon was not put in the wooden box at all, but it was put together.

As soon as Shang Zhen copied the box cannon, the gun head was already rubbed against his thigh, and then the wooden box that was used as the **** of the gun was pushed against his shoulder.

Shang Zhen ran back with a quick, small step, with the gun on his shoulder.

The villager who just sat down on the ground was frightened by Shang Zhen’s turning around and saw Shang Zhen running towards him, and became even more frightened!

But he has already sat down, can he lie down again? Subconsciously, he fell backwards, supported his body with his elbows, and stood there on his back.

He was the only one who made this gesture, but Shang Zhen had already run past him.

The villagers who were still outside Liu Neng’s house also didn’t expect that Shang Zhen would go and come back, and they ran back with guns in hand, and became panicked for a while.

But at this moment Shang Zhen rushed into the yard again.

what’s going on? Isn’t this guy here to kill us? The villagers looked at each other, and those who were daring would follow into the courtyard.

But at this moment, there was a small and exquisite figure who rushed in front of him again, it was Xiao Jiu.

But when Xiao Jiu followed into the courtyard of Liu Neng’s house, he saw Shang Zhen approaching a corner of the courtyard with a gun.

There was a stack of dry wood.

Relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, the firewood used by the villagers here is all cut from the mountain.

But what Shang Zhen looked at was not the firewood pile, but a board buckled on the ground next to the firewood pile, a board less than two feet square made up of three boards.

Xiao Jiu knew that the boxy board was a cover, and the cover

Although Xiao Jiu is small, he is a clever child. Seeing Shang Zhen pointing a gun at the vegetable cellar, his heart suddenly jumped.

What does Shang Zhen mean? Isn’t the murderer hiding in the cellar?