I love you, I won't kill you

The Marine Corps medium-duty transport truck that the five people were riding on was parked quietly by the side of the road that raised dust from time to time.Because the right front wheel happened to be pressing down on a Russian-made pressure-fired anti-tank mine, the truck looked like it was tilting very badly, almost like it was about to turn over into the drainage ditch beside the road.

Julie, who wears the rank of corporal, looked at the 0.50 (12.7mm) squad machine gun in the ring-shaped base on the top of the truck with regret.Take out the cool sunglasses, hold the M4A1 carbine, and follow the others on the road.

"Hurry up, Corporal. We have to get ahead of the ambushers and get back to the base." Sergeant Amanda McLaren said in a hurry when she walked to her side.

"Yes, Sergeant. But I'm a little surprised, why haven't the ambushers appeared yet?" Julie replied easily.In her opinion, killing several ambushers seemed to be an "entertainment program" specially prepared for this desert trip.

Amanda gave her a hard look, "Do you like to meet guys who are wrapped in sheets (Arabic clothes) and holding AK47s in their hands? Don't forget, we still have three rookies who have to follow us back to the base."

"Rookie, why do you care so much about their lives? If the landmine really rang just now, wouldn't we..."

"Shut up! Why don't you say it louder?! The landmine really rang, so I'm the first Marine to be killed today! You and the others can't escape!"

In fact, it is true.As the truck was moving, Amanda, as the sergeant squad leader, had to sit in the cab to control the scene to prevent any conceivable accidents from happening.

Julie straightened her sunglasses, held her carbine and smiled, "Okay! You were killed, I'll avenge you, that's all right! Fucking Arabs, where are you? Come out, let me kill you all!" Get rid of it!"

All three recruits in the Marine Corps heard her jokes, and the laughter echoed in the hot, empty desert.Amanda was also smiling happily, but immediately gave Julie another order.

"Keep fighting in formation! Until that guy is killed by us, we must not take it lightly. Uh... you go to the back of the team and monitor our backs!"

Julie glanced at her indifferently, "Fuck you, why do you always ask me to do the most dangerous work? Remember, I will let you stay with me 24 hours a day during this vacation." After finishing speaking , turned around and walked towards the back of the five-member team.

"24 hours? Hmph, do I have to accompany you to the bathroom?" Amanda muttered looking at Julie's back.

"Sergeant, the two-kilometer journey will be here soon. I think that guy must have fallen asleep in an ambush in the desert, hehehe!" A tall and strong white second-class soldier tried to ease the tension of several people with a joke. Tension.

Amanda smiled lightly, but soon discovered that there seemed to be a suspicious object moving behind a mound of dirt at two o'clock.Immediately, he whispered to the others, "Quiet! Keep fighting!"

The five people stopped on the road in an instant, knelt on one leg and watched the suspicious target with their rifles in hand.Julie trotted from the back of the line and came to Amanda's side, "What did you see? Is it a person or..."

Through the single-barreled scope on the M4A1 gun, Amanda kept observing the situation behind the mound.A few seconds later, he said to Julie word by word, "It should be an Arab, but it seems to be a high school student."

"High school? Come on, how do you know he's a kid?" Julie's eyes widened as she was teasing her.

In the blink of an eye, the Arab behind the mound suddenly appeared less than five meters away from him.Julie couldn't figure it out for a moment, there was at least 500 meters away from the mound to the road where they were, so how did this Arab boy who looked like a high school student come here?

There was no time for her to think about it.The Arab boy held a portable detonator in his right hand, and with his left hand he tore open his clothes, revealing the "bomb vest" wrapped in explosives.

"Corporal, what are you doing? I order you, kill him, kill... him!!!" Amanda roared loudly, quickly pulled the safety device of the carbine, and aimed directly at the suicide ambusher's gun head.

Julie stared at the Arab boy's face, holding her carbine and shouting, "He...he's just a kid! Are we really going to kill him? Let me try and see if I can persuade him!"

"Corporal, shut your damn mouth! Listen to my order and shoot!!!" Amanda's eyes were red like a lion, and she aimed at the boy's head and fired three rounds of 5.56mm carbine bullets. go out.

"God! Why didn't he fall down? Sergeant!" the black private yelled like crazy, aiming the M16A4 rifle at the boy's body again.

Before the three rookie privates could shoot, the Arab boy who had been shot in the head and was bleeding profusely rushed towards them.The entire head and the large piece of clothing on the chest were covered in black and red blood.What's even more frightening is that that slightly immature face looks like a zombie in a Hollywood movie.

"Shoot, shoot! Everyone fire, kill him!!!" Amanda pulled the trigger of the carbine, and kept giving orders to the other marines.

When the zombie-like suicide ambusher rushed up to Julie, he said something even crazier, "Hi, your name is Julie Mitchell, right? Remember my name, I'm Elena Huffman, I will send both you and Amanda to hell!"

When the boy said Elena's name, Julie really noticed that his face was slowly changing into that of a girl.Elena Huffman?She recalled the name, as if she had seen it in Amanda's personal photo album on Facebook.

"How is this possible? This is impossible at all?!" Julie asked herself, but she never pulled the trigger.

The voice of "Elena" kept lingering in her ears, and the battle scene in front of her seemed to be a scene from a movie.Deafening gunshots, crazy shouts, just... everything sounds like the "sound of nature" outside of the body.

"Elena", covered with explosives all over her body, produced a huge and dazzling explosion in an instant.Julie watched as her sergeant, her girl, Amanda, was blown to pieces.The head and limbs flew into the air, and that sexy body turned into pieces of meat flying around.

At this moment, the time seems to be frozen in that tragic scene.The finger holding the trigger froze, and the pair of beautiful, deep eyes under the sunglasses no longer had the radiance of the past.Standing there like a statue in ancient Greece, Julie Mitchell couldn't believe the "facts" and let out a strong roar, "No...!!!"

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