Moreover, it is a careful observation, and even the actions must be cautious.
Ding Jing simply stayed there without moving, while Mo Shangjun went to find Yan Tianxing once during the shift change.
She was delivering equipment to Yan Tianxing.
But at the same time, Yan Tianxing was also asked about his personal observations.
"Have you seen any familiar faces?" Mo Shangyun lay beside Yan Tianxing and slightly moved the unsightly leaves in front of him.
The leaves had been eaten by insects, and the mottled wormholes made her look a little uncomfortable, so she simply picked them and threw them aside.
It is really difficult for people with mysophobia to stay in a place like this.
"Um."
Behind the scope of the sniper rifle, one of Yan Tianxing's eyes is exposed.
Calm, indifferent, almost ruthless.
There are no emotions or ups and downs.
However, in such extreme peace, there is a frightening murderous aura.
It was cold, and the surrounding temperature was also dropping.
Mo Shangyun muttered to himself: Aura is something that cannot be seen or even touched, but it cannot be ignored.
However, she had seen Yan Tianxing hide his aura very cleverly when playing with a sniper rifle, blending it with the surrounding environment without any sense of disobedience. His reaction now... it was probably that he really saw the so-called "familiar face"
"Yes.
"If you feel the time has come, you can take action at any time." Mo Shangyun hesitated and made a promise, "We will try our best to cooperate with you."
"Mo Xiaoyun."
Still staring at the scope, Yan Tianxing called her softly.
"Um?"
Yan Tianxing said calmly: "I'm not that impulsive."
"..."
Too.
Mo Shangyun's brows moved, and a touch of helplessness and distress flashed through his heart.
She could not empathize with what Yan Tianxing had gone through.
How did you survive the days of being tortured?
What kind of memories do you have about those people...
However, just thinking about those days and how he felt when he met them again now, Mo Shangyun felt an uncontrollable hatred.
Just like when she acted impulsively with a live bullet two years ago.
But it's obvious that Yan Tianxing is more mature and calm than she was at that time.
"Then you should take a rest." After exhaling, Mo Shangyun warned, "We are watching."
Yan Tianxing said: "Don't worry, it's no problem."
This injury did not prevent him from shooting.
After staying with Yan Tianxing for a while, Mo Shangyun took a nap at Yan Tianxing's urging before going back to join Ding Jing and take over Ding Jing's surveillance mission.
It seems very peaceful.
As time goes by, night falls.
Tonight, there are scattered stars and a hanging crescent moon.
God is beautiful and the vision is bright.
"Are they going to do anything tonight?"
Ding Jing, who had slept for a while, hugged the gun sleepily and nuzzled up to Mo Shangjun.
Feeling his eyelids twitching, Mo Shangyun said softly: "It's possible."
I don't know why, but I have a hunch in my heart that the wait won't be too long.
"I have an intuition," Ding Jing said, "It's almost there."
In the quiet night, in the quiet village, the sound of vehicle engines is a bit harsh, and it becomes more and more obvious from far to near.
"The car is coming again."
Su Bei's lazy voice came from the channel.
Ding Jing and Mo Shangjun both stared in the direction of the vehicle.
This time it's a van.
Stop at the door.
As soon as the car stopped, several strong men walked over and opened the door.
One of the men grabbed a section of the woman's arm, and after struggling for a few times, he forcefully pulled her out. The woman staggered to the ground, and he raised his hand and slapped her twice.
The distance was too far, and it was clear that no sound could be heard. However, at that moment, Mo Shangjun and others only felt that the slap was ringing in their ears.
Extremely clear and loud.
The woman who had been slapped twice was stunned by the slap. She immediately made no move to resist and was directly carried into the house by the man.
Like a defenseless puppet.
Except for the driver, all the people in that van were women.
There are six in total.
All expressions of frustration and despair.
Judging from their clothes, they were probably villagers nearby.
She is not too old, a girl in her twenties, at the age when flowers are in full bloom.
However, they are about to enter the wolf's den...
There was no need for Mo Shangyun and others to discuss what they were brought here to do, they all knew it in their minds.
As bystanders, they remained silent.
Until Ding Jing suddenly called out, "A flower."
Mo Shangjun, who originally put down the telescope and didn't want to look anymore, suddenly tightened his fingers on the telescope when he heard the sound and raised the telescope again.
Within sight, a girl in red was forcibly dragged out of the van.
She is the last one.
There were scrapes and bruises on the face.
The bright red clothes looked like a trace of wanton blood in the rich darkness.
Unlike others, she did not give up resistance after getting off the car. She struggled fiercely, and her tied hands were scratched by the rope, and blood flowed out, soaking her sleeves and the rope.
"Pop" "Pap".
She was slapped twice.
However, she still didn't stop, and instead struggled even more crazily.
She shouted, roared, and cursed angrily, with tears in her eyes, but her pupils were filled with hatred.
Full of hatred is burning, as if it can overflow at any time.
That delicate and kind little girl, with her innocent and lovely smile, was tortured to pieces by them.
They grabbed her hair and loaded her into the car. Blood flowed across her face, and her face was dyed red in an instant.
She was in a daze for a few seconds, then suddenly quieted down, and her eyes suddenly became distracted.
Stop struggling.
We will come to your rescue.
Mo Shangyun shouted in his heart, but no sound came out.
When he saw Yi Zhihua being punched and kicked again and again, Mo Shangjun bit his lips tightly unconsciously. In a trance, he tasted the taste of blood on the tip of his tongue. The rich smell of blood brought Mo Shangyun back to his senses.
For a moment, I couldn't tell whether this cruel and indifferent scene was reality or fantasy.
Then, she heard gunshots.
"boom--"
The sound of a pistol.
In such a silent valley, it is extremely loud.
Then, she saw the little girl in bright red clothes fall down, and the blood dripping from her chest spread on the ground. She fell into a pool of blood, motionless, and lost her voice in the blink of an eye.
Everything happens in the blink of an eye.
When she was about to be carried to the door, she suddenly reacted and stepped on the man behind her. When the man let go of her in pain, she turned around and ran away.
At the same time, without any hesitation, the other man took out his pistol, aimed it at her, and pulled the trigger at the same time.
Less than ten meters away, the target was aimed at the heart, killing him on the spot with no chance of survival.