(Yan Shao: Is the boss the protagonist encountered in Somalia strong? The upcoming confrontation between them, do you have any hope? What are you still keeping the recommendation votes? Is it for me!)

Someone used a bayonet to lift the blood-stained panties and sent them to their captain Meng Tan. Looking at the underwear that should never appear on the battlefield, everyone present changed their faces. They finally understood why as strong as Shaida was so painful, so unwilling and wronged when she died.[]

He reached out to take the woman's underwear stained with blood. Meng Tan sat beside Shaida. He stared at the underwear in his hand and whispered: "After thousands of years ago, after the failure of the Crusades, our great monarch, Saladin, counterattacked the city of Jerusalem. He thought that the Crusaders were wiped out and the Holy City could be captured, but no one expected that in such a situation of dangerous war, a blacksmith's son actually stood up, and the enemy and us then broke out in the Holy City."

No one knows why Meng Tan suddenly told a thousand-year-old legend to his nephew's body at this time. Several team members were guarding each with good firepower and also upright their ears at the same time. They all knew clearly that every word Meng Tan said was a super veteran with seventeen years of bloody battle experience, the crystallization of wisdom and experience. He endured his sadness and told this story, and it would not be aimless.

"The defenders in Jerusalem were killed and injured. The blacksmith's son ordered the bodies to be collected and burned. At that time, the bishop of the city rushed over and said that doing so would cause God's punishment. Do you know how the blacksmith's son answered?"

Meng Tan narrowed his eyes and said leisurely: "He said that if the body is not cremated, within three days, the plague will spread and everyone will die of illness. He burned the body against God's commandments, but he can save the whole city. If God wants to be angry about it and even punish him, then he is not worthy of being the God respected by everyone!"

Speaking of this, Meng Tan raised his head, "From the law, the blacksmith's son violated the holy parable, he should be a sinner, he should go to hell to bear the burning after death, and never be reborn. However, he used continuous bloody battles to force our great king, Saladin, to establish an alliance under the city of Saladin, and let all Christians return to his country from the sea. He saved more than 100,000 lives. Until now, he is still a great hero in the eyes of Christians, and his experience is still the most brilliant legend."

With a mocking look, he looked at the underwear used by the woman in his hand, Meng Tan threw him at his feet, "Look at you again, you have participated in countless battles, you were injured seven times, and finally shed the last drop of blood for faith. Warriors like you, our Lord, our God, can you close the door to heaven just because you forcibly put a woman's underwear on you after being controlled by the enemy? Even if a person stands high and looks far away, he will gradually become open-minded, our omnipotent Lord, our high God, who controls billions of lives and the door to another world, how could he treat the most loyal believers and warriors with a harsh attitude?"

There is no need to say anything else afterwards, and everyone present has understood it... If you have completed the last drop of blood for the mainstream, but he has closed the door to heaven to you because you were defiled by the enemy before you die, then he has no right to be a God!

At this time, everyone looked at Meng Tan, in addition to respect, but also respect!

"Look at his eyes!"

Someone suddenly let out a depressing low cry.

Maybe it was just a natural coincidence, maybe in the dark, there was really a soul that was depressed and could not relieve it. It was not until I heard Meng Tan's words that I finally felt relieved. Under everyone's surprise gaze, Shaida's eyes were dying with her eyes closed, and without any external force, she actually closed it little by little, little by little, little by little, slowly.

"Watching your soul returns to heaven and is about to obtain immortal life in the beautiful heaven, my uncle is really happy and sad."

Meng Tan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. The child in front of him was his last relative in this world. He had never married in his life and had long regarded Shaida as his own son. Meng Tan bent down and said in a deep voice in Shaida's ear: "No matter who I took it, here I swear in the name of your mother and my sister that I will make him pay ten times the price for what he does today! This is my, your uncle, the promise of the Afghan eagle Meng Tan to you!"

After making a vow of revenge, Meng Tan straightened his body again. He waved his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Let's go!"

"But……"

Someone pointed at the corpse in front of him and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Send a signal flare and let the Ugandan boy scouts in the airport below collect the bodies."

No one knew the meaning behind Meng Tan's order, but the team members carrying the signal flares still carried out immediately without hesitation. One minute later, a military signal flare rushed straight from the hillside where they were standing towards the sky one hundred and fifty meters high. The red signal flares looked particularly eye-catching in the dark quiet night.

Ten minutes later, a series of explosions came from the hillside. Someone was found firing signal flares on the hillside. Ugandan peacekeepers who rushed up in tanks and armored vehicles, while moving the body of Shaida, detonated a grenade with the safety ring under the body, and two mortar shells tied to the grenade with the Grenade.

Shi Shaoying placed grenades under the corpse, trying to kill and follow up, and terrorists who wanted to collect corpses for Shaida. However, this kind of combat skills is really too common for a veteran like Meng Tan, who has the most cruel bloody battle experience in 17 years. He only used one signal flare and used the trap created by Shi Shaoying to make the Ugandan peacekeeping troops pay the price of blood. At the same time, he also eliminated the Ugandan peacekeeping troops from the suspect target of killing Shaida. If it was really theirs, they would never make a mistake.

Even if Shaida died, he still used his corpse as bait to make the enemy pay blood or even death. I believe that if he had spirit in heaven, he should smile now, right?

Thinking of this, Meng Tan, who had led the team to withdraw from the war zone, closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he could no longer find any sadness and warmth in his eyes, and only the light of gold and gravel. Although he still didn't know who had used such cruel means to kill his nephew, he had already swore that as long as the enemy with a deep hatred in the world dared to take action again, his eagle from Afghanistan would definitely pounce on him at the first time, causing the other party to pay an unbearable price, and even regret why he had walked in this world!


Chapter completed!