Chapter 178
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Lying on top of her husband's body that was slowly losing its temperature, the woman desperately tried to use her body heat to warm him and save his fading life.
"I love you."
"No, don't, I won't let you go." Tears rolled down the woman's cheeks and dripped onto the blood-soaked jacket.
"Sorry …"
"I don't want your apology! I don't want it! "The heart-wrenching scream couldn't stop the body heat that was gradually cooling down.
Locke moved his eyes away from the two and looked at his colleague in confusion, not understanding what he meant.
"It's too boring to kill him directly, buddy. You haven't experienced the essence of torture." Ping Wang patted his shoulder like an elder and grinned.
"Oh?" Locke raised his eyebrows and shoved the gun into his pocket. "You do it."
Wang Ping took the gun and grinned. He ignored the woman who was looking at him angrily and timidly, and turned to look at the crowd.
"Pigs, listen to me. Now, whoever comes up and rapes her, I'll give him freedom. "
The crowd became restless, but no one stepped forward.
Locke looked at his colleague in confusion. He didn't understand the meaning of watching two humans copulate.
That's right, "two". In the eyes of mutated humans, humans were just livestock. Other than the fragmented memories that prevented them from eating human flesh like cannibals, they wouldn't be stingy with cruelty just to obtain pleasure from the wailing humans.
"Is there no one? If I remember correctly, this woman is not bad in your eyes, "Pinto Wong held the rifle and said slowly.
"What's the point of this?" Locke was confused.
"Of course. Buddy, learn something. Other than killing, there are many other ways to dig out the despair in their hearts. "
Wang Ping sneered, licked his dry lips, and looked at the woman who was looking at him in fear and retreating.
"Lying on the body of her husband that hasn't even turned cold, under the gaze of her son, being humiliated by countless people. Just thinking about how desperate that expression would be was enough to make one excited. Wasn't the purpose of the existence of civilization to shine for a moment under the tyranny of barbarism? Hahahaha! "
The unbridled laughter was so deafening that it even caused the pine and snow on the tree branches to collapse and spread several kilometers away.
Locke stared blankly at the morbid smile on his colleague's face, and then his face also showed an excited expression.
"Shit, you're a genius, oh no, a demon! You must have been an artist. "
"Who knows?" Wang Ping smiled and pointed the gun at the man closest to him. "You, go fuck her."
The man swallowed his saliva, gritted his teeth, and forced himself to speak.
"I can't do it."
Bang!
He fell to the ground like a piece of paper. The man's face maintained the expression of resistance from when he was alive, and there was a hint of disbelief that he could not change in time.
"Next." Wang Ping smiled and pointed his gun at the middle-aged man behind the man who was holding his bleeding arm.
Trembling, the middle-aged man took two steps forward and eventually knelt on the ground.
"I —"
Bang!
Wang Ping didn't give him a chance to beg or talk nonsense. He directly shot him in the head.
Red and white splattered all over the ground, even splashing onto the people behind him.
Wang Ping raised his chin and aimed at the next person.
Perhaps stimulated by the tragic state of the person before him, the third person only hesitated for a moment before he ran to the woman with trembling steps.
"Sorry, please forgive me." With his eyes reflecting light, the man didn't dare to look at the expression on the woman's face as he reached out to her collar.
"No, don't." The woman's eyes widened in despair.
But the man didn't care about her desperate struggle. He completely abandoned the restraint and dignity that a civilized person should have and pressed her down on the body that was gradually losing its temperature.
He desperately comforted himself in his mind that if he didn't do this, he would die. But it was not his intention to do this.
Wang Ping looked at the man's action with satisfaction. The joy of personally crushing civilization made him tremble with excitement. Locke, who was studying on the side, also widened his eyes. He had only become a mutated human for less than two years, but it was the first time he saw a way to obtain pleasure other than violence.
Wang Ping raised his gun and pointed at the next person. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the exclamation of the sentinel on the side.
"What is that?!" The mutated human with the rifle raised his head as he pointed at the black dot in the sky.
Wang Ping raised his eyebrows as he looked at the sky. "What is thing-"
Boom!
Mixed with the thick smoke, the snow rolled up like an avalanche and sprayed at the crowd.
The people were blown away by the shockwave as they frantically dropped the cement bags and rebars in their hands. They either fled to the nearby bunker or crouched on the ground.
The mutated humans with rifles didn't stop them because their situation wasn't looking good either.
"Dammit, what is that!"
Wang Ping climbed up from the ground as he fearfully looked at the thick smoke ten meters away before he looked at the sky.
The bloodthirsty pupils contracted as a rare hint of fear appeared.
…
"Direct hit."
The sniper on the ground reported. Because he was part of the crew, he could obviously share the crew's communication channel.
"Nice shot!" He grinned as he gave the gunner a thumbs up.
The violent wind swept through the cabin door as the orange protective suit fluttered in the cold wind. The gunner with the anti-radiation mask turned around and nodded at Jiang Chen's compliment to express his gratitude. Then, without hesitation, he picked up a 10kg bomb from the side and stuffed it into the chamber as the coil began to charge.
Jiang Chen was holding a tablet in his hand as the image on the tablet was the entire battlefield. The camera at the bottom of the helicopter completely displayed the bird's eye view in front of him as the commander.
The green dots hiding three kilometers away from the town were the light infantry of the Fishbone base. Five Tigers were positioned behind the building with only the carriage carrying the Type-50 electromagnetic pulse cannon exposed. The carriage was covered with a white tarpaulin that blended the carriage with the snow behind it, leaving only the black cannon barrel.
The red dots in the distance were enemy units marked by the sniper while the gray dots were civilians.
The billowing smoke came from the truck that was destroyed by the aerial artillery. The quadruple anti-air machine gun on the truck didn't even have time to unleash its firepower before it was blasted into smithereens by the preemptive strike.
The mutated humans who lost their anti-air ability fled.
And Jiang Chen looked down at everything.
It was like playing a game.
Also, the command system attached to the camera at the bottom of the helicopter was Yao Yao's masterpiece.
"Isn't the purpose of the existence of civilization to punish barbarism?"
As if to respond to the clamor, Jiang Chen muttered to himself.
[Since the Grim Reaper has arrived on the battlefield, then you scum can go die.]
His cold eyes looked down at the fleeing figures on the screen as his finger pointed at the red dot on the screen.
Buzz-!
The triangular shaped barrel flashed with blue lightning as it slowly retreated with a deafening buzzing sound.
The orange-red arc blasted the ground. The sound of the cannon breaking through the sound barrier almost covered the howling northern wind.
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