Xiao Hongjun may not care about the sacrifice of the first son, nor may he care about the sacrifice of the second son, and he may not care about the sacrifice of the first four sons, but he cannot care about the life and death of the only son in any case.

To him, Xiao Yuanchao was actually his life, his only son, and his only spiritual sustenance.

"There is only one piece, you wear it. I used to fight a self-defense counterattack in the past. At that time, we didn't have bulletproof vests, just shirtless and got used to it." Xiao Hongjun said.

"How old are you now? How much money have you not trained? Ah?" Xiao Yuanchao walked up to Xiao Hongjun and questioned his father in annoyance.

In the past, Xiao Hongjun was a god of war, but now he is too old, he is already old, really old.

"I...hehe..." Xiao Hongjun laughed loudly, raised his hands and held the bulletproof vest far away, and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "There is only one piece, I can't wear it, and you can't wear it either. Why not throw it away, hahaha..."

Xiao Hongjun threw away the bulletproof vest in an understatement, and his face still had a flattering smile on his son. In their family, he was no longer the biggest, and his only son became the biggest.

Xiao Yuanchao stared at his father, gritted his teeth hard, his eyes became redder and even a little wet.

"Does go!"

Xiao Hongjun suddenly roared and raised his gun and shot towards Xiao Yuanchao behind him.

"Bang!"

The gunshot sounded, and a **-year-old child who had come out of nowhere was shot in the head by Xiao Hongjun.

Fierce, cruel, decisive... All factors that should be found on the battlefield are reflected in the old Xiao Hongjun.

He didn't hesitate at all when shooting a child, because he crawled out of the sea of ​​blood in the self-defense counterattack!

"After the war, I am a hero. During the war, I am a murderer and a butcher." Xiao Hongjun, who killed a child in every move, looked at his son and said to him: "The professional ethics of soldiers are bullshit, that is the statement of the loser. Back then, we..."

"Massacre, no one will be left." Xiao Yuanchao said, staring at Xiao Hongjun.

Xiao Hongjun nodded, without any discomfort in his eyes, and accepted the statement of massacre calmly.

This is a history that can never be erased. When the war broke out, the Chinese people followed the basic humanitarian principles of war. However, the Vietnamese side ignored these things at all. The Vietnamese side's prisoners were treated well, while our prisoners were treated tragically.

The Vietnamese side roamed our female soldiers and got pregnant, then cut off their limbs and let them squirm on the ground, and they nicknamed the seal man; the Vietnamese side filled our captives with leeches, allowing them to endure endless pain...

When the two sides exchanged prisoners of war, the Vietnamese prisoners were intact, but our prisoners were beyond recognition.

When we captured the Vietnamese village, we did not kill any civilians. But that night, a group of elderly, weak, women and children used all the things that could be used to kill a whole company.

This is the battlefield, this is the cruelty of the war. When the battle between our scouts and Vietnamese agents was completely started, it was massacre.

No matter which village you enter, the first thing you do is to kill everyone, not keep one, no matter who you are.

The reason is very simple. This is war, either you die or I die. There are no civilians in the war, and civilians disappear with the war.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

A heartbroken cry came, an Iraqi woman stumbled out from behind the broken wall, picked up the child with a splattering brain, and cried. While crying, she made the most vicious curses at Xiao Yuanchao and Xiao Hongjun.

"Kill her." Xiao Hongjun said to Xiao Yuanchao.

Xiao Yuanchao didn't say anything, but just stared at the woman who had lost her son and remained motionless.

"Kill!" Xiao Hongjun's voice was full of killing.

"She... lost her son." Xiao Yuanchao said.

"Yes, she lost her son, I killed her with my own hands." Xiao Hongjun stared at the howling woman with a gun, and said in a deep voice to his son: "I don't care whether others have lost their son or not, I just don't want to lose my son."

Xiao Hongjun's gun was motionless, pointing at the woman's head, with a particularly cold expression. He was teaching Xiao Yuanchao and his son how to adapt to the battlefield. The adaptation to the battlefield was not to kill many enemies, but to learn to destroy humanity.

If you cannot be dehumanized on the battlefield, you will become a lamb who is slaughtered; if you still have human nature on the battlefield, you will eventually be eliminated on the battlefield.

This is the rule of war.

Therefore, the righteous people who accuse the indiscriminate killing of the battlefield are all moral messengers who think they are speaking human words when they touch their lips. If you throw him onto the battlefield, he will learn to kill people in order to survive, and to save himself, he will learn to kill people before anyone else.

There is no right to speak without experiencing the battlefield because it is not worthy! Sometimes a peaceful environment creates some self-righteous critics and moral pioneers, but this is forgiving that they have shallow understanding and do not understand war!

Xiao Yuanchao drew out his pistol and walked slowly forward.

"Stop!" Xiao Hongjun scolded Xiao Yuanchao and said to him: "Can you guarantee there are no bombs on her body? In this environment, bombs or grenades can be found everywhere. Everyone will find a weapon to defend themselves, no matter whether the person is a woman, a man, an elderly person or a child. You should stand at least seven meters away and shoot, and you should draw your gun as soon as possible. You cannot guarantee how big the threat the other party brings to you, do you understand?"

Xiao Hongjun was no longer showing a pleasant smile to Xiao Yuanchao because he was teaching his son how to live longer on the battlefield.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yuanchao pulled the rifle and watched the bullet pass through the woman's eyebrows, leaving a bullet hole as thick as a thumb.

A mother and son were killed by a father and son...

Xiao Hongjun squinted his eyes and held a gun to observe the surrounding environment. Then he walked to the corpse of the mother and son, and searched the woman in a half-squat position.

During the search process, his eyes were not staring at the corpse, but were constantly observing the surrounding environment, which was so sophisticated and professional.

A grenade appeared in Xiao Hongjun's hand. He slowly retracted his body, held the gun with his left arm, slowly retreated, and handed the grenade to Xiao Yuanchao.

"Her fingers have already held the pull ring, and if she slows down for another second, the grenade will be pulled." Xiao Hongjun said.

After taking the grenade, Xiao Yuanchao stared at Xiao Hongjun's eyes and said, "Go home, I don't need you to worry, I can handle all this."

“Hahaha…”

Xiao Hongjun smiled, then showed a flattering smile at Xiao Yuanchao, becoming a little cautious.

"I'm old and finally killing in. It's hard to kill out." Xiao Hongjun sighed lightly and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "I know following you will become a burden, but you really don't know a lot of things."

"But do you know that you will die?" Xiao Yuanchao let out a low roar.

As he growled, his cheek muscles pounded violently due to his anger, and his fists were pinching tightly.

"Here I... I didn't think about going back alive, because you are here, haha..." Xiao Hongjun showed a smile full of indifference but loving.

Xiao Yuanchao turned his body, loosened his clenched fist, and blinked his wet eyes hard...
Chapter completed!