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The remaining militia fled to the gap in the valley to the northwest, preparing to exit from here on the road to the outside world. Just when these people were glad that the hunter behind them did not catch up, the surviving militiamen once again felt the horror of the Soviet armored forces.

The woods on both sides of the dirt road began to shake, and the birds perched on the branches were startled, as if a terrible monster in the jungle was about to charge at them. The low trees in front of it were crushed by the steel tracks, and in everyone's jaw-dropping, a BMP infantry chariot floated up in a frantic way at a 45-degree angle, smashing everything in front of it that stood in its way, and the mud and dust kicked up blinded everyone's vision.

"What the hell is this monster!" The resistance militia, which had not seen BMP infantry fighting vehicles, thought they had seen the devil.

For the first time, these militiamen who only pointed their guns at innocent militia experienced what it was called the Soviet Red Army's infantry to fight together, the 30mm 2A42 machine gun tore the people in front of them to pieces, the soldiers who were also hiding in the bushes also shot at them, and those militiamen who had no time to escape fell like harvested rice on the yellow earth.

Gordon watched the helpless African children fall in front of him, and he wanted Alkasha to stop attacking, but how could the red-eyed soldier calm down. Those people didn't have time to put down their guns and surrender before they were deprived of their lives by bullets. As the gunfire thinned out, there were fewer people to talk to, and no one could stand up until the dust cleared.

The smoke and smell of sulfur filled the air, and the battle didn't even take more than a minute from start to finish, and a flawless decapitation operation was won with zero casualties among Soviet paramilitary operatives.

"Check to see if there's anyone else alive." Alkasha held a Kalashnikov rifle in his right hand and made a command gesture in his left hand to let the military operatives in the bushes go outside to finish off.

Gordon walked onto the road, where a dense crowd of fallen people, some were soldiers of the Resistance, some were unarmed villagers, and some children under the age of eighteen looked up at him with wide eyes, their dilated pupils mercilessly announcing his death.

"Oh my God, what did we do?"

Looking at the scene of corpses strewn all over the field, Gordon said with a look of remorse, he dropped the gun in his hand and ran to a child who was still alive, the child's Kalashnikov rifle was thrown aside, a shot in his abdomen was constantly oozing blood, his whole body kept twitching, his lips were slightly open and closed, and he wanted to say something.

Gordon pressed his wound with both hands and shouted to the soldiers searching around, "Is there a medic officer, there's still a living mouth here!" ”

Alkasha, who was communicating, turned his head and saw Gordon helping a child soldier stop the bleeding, he shook his head helplessly and walked over to him, unbuckling the holster at his waist with his left hand. Gordon was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Alkasha walking towards him, but who knew that the other party's next action was to directly pull out his pistol and shoot the child soldier in the head in front of him.

The shot completely cut off his life, blood splattered on Gordon's face, and he didn't even expect Alkasha to do it so cleanly.

"Bastard! Do you know what you're doing, you're violating the Geneva Conventions. Gordon stood up and angrily grabbed Alkasha's collar and raised his fist to punch the other man in the face, but Alkasha grabbed his wrist with one hand.

"Don't be naïve, these people are not protected by the POW agreement, and indeed we are not protected by the Geneva Conventions either." Alkasha pointed to the corpse behind Gordon and said in a cold voice, "You're saving him, so do you know what this man wants to do before he dies?" ”

Gordon turned his head and saw that the corpse behind him had groped his fingers for the trigger of the Kalashnikov rifle before he died, and he was afraid that Alkasha would find that Gordon would lie on the ground forever like them.

In Gordon's moment's hesitation, Alkasha shook off Gordon's hand, and instead grabbed his collar and carried Gordon to the other side of the valley, saying as he went, "Don't you want to see the truth?" I'll let you know all the truth right now. ”

At the end of the road, a large crater could be faintly seen, and before he could get close, there was a strong smell of rotting corpses, Gordon involuntarily covered his nose, and when he actually came to the edge of the pit, the sight in front of him made him bend over and vomit.

It was a mass grave littered with corpses, including men and women, and even babies as young as a few months. Because of the hot weather, many of them have shown a high degree of decay, and the black and crushing flies spread on the corpses, and the white maggots are constantly wriggling, gnawing on the carrion.

"These are the people they caught on the mine a few months ago." In the face of the disgusting scene, Alkasha showed surprisingly calmness, he even lit a cigarette before introducing the origin of the dead to Gordon, "After they have tortured the poor women enough, they pull them and useless babies directly to this place and shoot them, as for the men, they are generally seriously ill or overworked, and they are just thrown here to fill it with dirt to save much trouble, anyway, they have a steady stream of slaves, and they don't care about the lives of a few people." ”

"And the executioners responsible for the execution of the refugees are the child soldiers, do you still think those underage brutes are pitiful? There is no Virgin Mary in Africa because they are all dead. Only those Western worlds that have not experienced war can have such a thing as Our Lady, standing on the moral high ground to accuse us? These people have no idea why someone would kill someone for a bag of food, and they don't want to understand their interests that the top brass is behind these disasters, and all we have to do is to re-establish order in this chaotic country. You are not killing a child, but a pitiful and hateful victim of this civil war. ”

At this point, Gordon stopped talking, he slowly squatted on the ground, his thoughts were a little disordered, the communist education he had received for so many years seemed to collapse at this moment, and the iron fist of the Soviet Union that smashed into the enemy seemed to be given a new meaning at this moment.

"Speaking of Our Lady, a few days ago, a member of a peace organization who called for the settlement of disputes with love and peace was shot down by RPG when he was flying in a helicopter over opposition-controlled territory, and it is said that all the members were killed, and after their deaths, they were stripped naked and hung on a tree, hehe, what an irony. So do you find it useful to treat your enemies with tolerance and kindness? ”

At this point in the story, the cigarette in Alkasha's hand was almost burned out, and he threw the remaining ash cigarette butt into the big pit, patted Gordon on the shoulder who was squatting on the ground, and said in relief, "Remember the first thing I said when I met you?" TIA，ThisisAfrica。 Let's change the way we think about it, this place of violence doesn't need bullshit ballot democracy, otherwise it will be the end of the current civil war. They are only willing to listen to the warlord leaders with the most weapons and the largest number of people, and as long as there is an iron man, Mozambique will not fall. ”

Gordon, who had buried his head in his arm, had been silent for a long time, raised his head, stretched out his hand to Alkasha, and the other party grabbed his hand and pulled Gordon up.

Gordon glanced at the corpses one last time, and said with some expressionless expression, "In that case, let's execute the rest of the Resistance together." ”

Alkasha pulled out the pistol from his waist, handed it to Gordon, and said with a smile, "Happy." ”