The six SEALs frantically searched for the villagers. With their night vision goggles on, they were like hunters hunting in the dark. The villagers who thought that they were hiding well under the cover of the night were easily found and shot dead by the SEALs.
Half an hour later, the corpses of the villagers were strewn all over the ground. Driven by their anger, the SEALs had shot them to death. They had been shot at least twice, and some had been shot more than ten times. Their corpses had turned into meat sieves, and their flesh and blood were badly mangled.
Rice looked at the corpses of the villagers, and his eyes could not help but tremble. He recalled how he had said that the villagers were very warm and friendly. Compared to the current situation, it was really ironic. Not only him, but Powell, Mina, and the other three SEALs were also in a state of shock. They might be able to accept the sight of people being cruelly tortured to death, but they definitely could not accept such an inhumane thing as cannibalism.
Powell closed his eyes in pain, then let out a long sigh. "Our comrades, Hebrew and Adolf, have sacrificed themselves heroically for this mission. Let's give them a proper burial."
"Yes, sir!" the others replied in unison.
Then, the group of people started to build graves for the two men on the hillside. They also retrieved their heads and put them back on. Everyone's hearts were heavy.
Xiao Luo did not say a word during the whole process. Although he did not have a good impression of the American soldiers, he did not gloat over their misfortune. Cannibalism was not just a tragedy for the American soldiers, but a tragedy for the entire human race.
"I want to expose all of this. I want the whole world to know that war only brings pain. It is the enemy of all mankind!" Michelle said in a firm tone as she clenched her fists. Her eyes were red.
"You have the strength and the means to do so!"
Xiao Luo nodded affirmatively. He agreed with Sarah on this point. War brought hunger and panic, and the problems that arose were extremely huge.
"Mr. Mie, did you already know that these villagers were in danger?" Sarah asked.
Xiao Luo shook his head. "No, I just felt that it was a little strange."
Sarah continued to ask, "Strange? What's strange? "
"All the Libyan civilians I've met along the way, other than their eyes being dull and numb, there was also fear in them. The villagers here have similar looks in their eyes, but they lack one thing, and that is fear. When they saw us in our camouflage uniforms and armed with military equipment, they didn't avoid us out of fear. Instead, they stared at us, and that's the strange part," Xiao Luo said.
Sarah and the rest of the SEALs were terrified when they heard this. When they arrived at the small mountain village at dusk, the villagers were staring at them with eager eyes. They were clearly looking at them as if they were looking at food.
"Mr. Mie, since you realized that something was wrong, why didn't you warn us? What are you trying to do? "Vice-captain Rice yelled at Xiao Luo angrily.
Xiao Luo snorted, "That's just my guess. Besides, do you really take my words to heart?"
Rice couldn't refute that statement. Indeed, they didn't care about Xiao Luo at all. Even if Xiao Luo had voiced his doubts at dusk, they would only laugh at him for being too cautious.
"Don't count on him. He has never treated us as comrades or companions," Mina said sarcastically.
Xiao Luo wanted to laugh when he heard that. He finally understood what it meant to be a thief pretending to be a thief. As long as the Mei soldiers were nicer to him, or if they weren't so hostile toward him, he would help them as much as he could, seeing that they were on the same road. For example, when he thought that there was something wrong with the villagers, he would naturally help the Mei soldiers avoid them.
But in reality, Mina alone was enough to make him want to vomit. They were all jackals of the same tribe. It was already good enough that he didn't take the villagers' side or kick them when they were down. Why should he help them?
"He just hit Mina!" one of the SEALs said angrily.
What?!
Rice was furious when he heard that. "Mr. Mie, you have to give me an explanation. Otherwise, I will let you know the power of the Mei Nation SEALs!"
He rolled up his sleeves and cracked his knuckles. He looked like he was about to fight.
"Rice, put away your arrogance. Mr. Mie is our comrade. We have to unite against the outside world, not fight among ourselves," Powell said loudly.
"But he hit Mina, I …"
"Shut up, Lieutenant. I order you to come back and help us build the tomb for Hebrew and Adolf!" Powell said sternly.
Generally speaking, when a superior called you by your military rank, it meant that he had reached the limit of his tolerance.
Rice gritted his teeth, puffed out his chest, and raised his head. "Yes, sir."
He returned to the hillside and joined the construction of the tomb.
Xiao Luo couldn't be bothered with them and went back to his house to rest. Sarah Michelle felt that following Xiao Luo was the safest. So, she followed Xiao Luo wherever he went. She had become Xiao Luo's tail.
She watched as the man leaned against the wall and rested with his eyes closed. The firelight shone on his handsome and cold face. He was like an eagle in the night, cold and aloof. He stood alone, exuding indifference and confidence that looked down on the world.
"Grandpa, thank you so much for inviting such a powerful helper from Hua. If it weren't for him, I would have been dead by now," Sarah Michelle said to herself. That was what Michelle thought.
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The next day, they left the small mountain village.
There were two more tombs on the hillside. The corpses of the villagers nearby added a layer of eerie atmosphere. The sky was dark and obscure, and the air was filled with yellow sand. It was as if this place was the most realistic hell.
But the mission was still going on. Powell and the others quickly recovered from the shadow of grief. Powell had already taken off the badges of his two dead companions and kept them safe. This meant that he had brought Hebrew and Adolf with him.
Powell walked up to Xiao Luo and extended his hand to Xiao Luo. "Mr. Mie, I sincerely hope that you can forget some of the unpleasantness between us. We are now a team, and we should help each other, shouldn't we?" Powell walked up to Xiao Luo and extended his hand to Xiao Luo.
In front of these Mei nationals, his words and actions represented his country. So, Xiao Luo generously shook Powell's hand. "You are right, I agree," he said.
Then, he would pretend to be polite one more time. This Powell was not someone to be trifled with.
"Mr. Mie, your gentlemanly demeanor is too handsome. To borrow a saying from Hua, 'The Prime Minister is magnanimous.' Mr. Mie is the Prime Minister." Powell showed off his knowledge of Hua Nation's culture. This time, he shook Xiao Luo's hand and let go. He didn't play any tricks.
Xiao Luo smiled and complimented, "Mr. Powell, your Chinese is really good!"
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