When Qin Feng arrived in another area, his expression turned even colder.
For here, everywhere were incomplete corpses, lying scattered on the streets, old people, women, and even children.
Their bodies were in such disarray that it was estimated no intact parts could be found.
Terrorist organizations were truly detestable, but they more often operated with profit motives and their attacks were targeted. Generally, they wouldn't kill innocent people indiscriminately.
But these rebels were different. They possessed no humanity whatsoever. Whether it was their own country's people or citizens of other nations, anyone they encountered was directly slaughtered.
Such scum didn't deserve to live in this world.
Just as Qin Feng was about to continue his patrol towards the two rooms to the west, a burst of bird-like chirping suddenly sounded.
Qin Feng couldn't understand it at all. However, the person was wearing civilian clothes, but still held a rifle in his hand.
Bang! Bang!
He was executing those lying on the ground with follow-up shots.
Among those on the ground were several children. While taking aim, he was also emitting cheerful laughter, as if he found it an extremely satisfying act.
In his eyes, these people were not human at all, just like cats and dogs.
Seeing this scene, a fire of rage instantly ignited in Qin Feng's heart.
Were these scumbags even human? They were worse than pigs and dogs, and calling them that would be an insult to pigs and dogs.
Suddenly, Qin Feng drew a dagger from his calf, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Then, he flicked his arm.
Whoosh!
The dagger in his hand flew directly towards the other's throat, with such force as if it were about to slice open the entire sky.
"Ah!" The rebel, who was still executing follow-up shots, immediately let out a low, pained cry.
He clutched his throat tightly with both hands, then his body weakly fell to the ground, his eyes filled with despair.
As he fell, he struggled a few times, but the despair in his eyes instantly froze.
Immediately after, Qin Feng quickly walked over to the dead rebel lying on the ground. He directly picked up the AK-47, checked the magazine, and then took out two more magazines from the other's body.
Then he walked out of the port.
Five minutes later, Qin Feng strode swaggeringly down the street.
The street, ravaged by war, looked utterly dilapidated at this moment. As far as the eye could see were looted shops, broken doors, and burnt-out stalls... Desolation was evident everywhere.
The air was also filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the scent of burning.
A vulture circled in the sky, occasionally letting out sharp cries. Many crows perched on the surrounding trees, their beady eyes fixed on the scene ahead.
This was the indelible damage war inflicted upon a city!
"Mama, Mama..."
On the street, a little girl of five or six years old lay crying on the corpse of a dead woman, her tender hands pushing her mother's body repeatedly, shouting incessantly.
But her mother, whose body was already ice-cold, showed no reaction.
The little girl sobbed in despair. Her mother was her only support, mercilessly killed by the rebels.
One could imagine that in such a situation, were there any other options besides death awaiting her?
"Mama, Mama."
Desperate cries echoed on the cold street, so desolate.
The vulture circled in the sky, its cold eyes fixed on the little girl. Suddenly, it swooped down with astonishing speed. Its target was not the corpse, but the girl!
Just then, an off-road vehicle drove onto the street. The driver saw the scene and laughed heartily, saying, "Something interesting is about to happen. Do you think a vulture can carry a child into the sky?"
The rebel in the passenger seat watched this scene with appreciation, saying, "I don't think so, but it's very interesting."
"Let's bet. If the vulture can carry the child more than ten meters high, how about a bottle of beer?"
"Two bottles."
"Deal."
The two laughed as they watched the little girl, waiting to witness something interesting.
In their eyes, the little girl was as good as dead. The only question was how she would die.
As for saving her?
No. They were the ones who killed the little girl's mother.
As for why they killed her?
Just for fun!
It was normal for vultures to attack people, especially children who had no ability to resist. The flesh on them was easier to digest than that of adult corpses.
At this moment, Qin Feng looked at the little girl, and a scene he had seen in a magazine flashed in his mind: a vulture waiting for someone who was about to die.
He never expected it to be real, and even more outrageous than in the magazine!
What a scene this was.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who could have imagined that in a war-torn region, human lives could be so cheap?
Bang!
The next second, Qin Feng raised his gun. Without even looking, he pulled the trigger.
Immediately, the swooping vulture fell to the ground!
Thump!
The vulture's corpse hit the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
After shooting the vulture, Qin Feng didn't pause at all. He immediately swiveled his gun towards the rebels in the car and fired in bursts. The entire process took less than a second.
Bang, bang...
The driver, who was watching the spectacle while driving, was startled by the gunshot. Just as he reacted, he felt a black shadow lunging towards him.
"Ah..."
The driver instinctively cried out, trying to dodge, but it was too late. The next second, a bullet directly entered his head.
Crack!
Instantly, his head exploded like an overripe watermelon, splattering everywhere.
The rebel in the passenger seat was also headshot at almost the same time.
The other rebels in the car, witnessing this sudden scene, were both shocked and enraged. They all fired back towards the direction of the gunshots, but they overlooked a fatal point: the car was still in motion.
Vroom...
Without a driver, the vehicle lost control. It continued at its original speed, swerving left and right, and crashed into a nearby building.
Boom...
Following a loud impact, a deafening explosion erupted. Thick smoke billowed from the car, and flames instantly soared into the sky.
The other seven rebels in the car were instantly engulfed by the smoke and flames, emitting tragic screams. Although these traitors reacted at the moment of the explosion, it was too late.
The intense explosion directly killed three rebels, while the remaining four were severely injured by the shockwave, rendered unconscious, and were consumed by the inferno.
Subsequently, Qin Feng, with a cold and expressionless face, walked towards the little girl, pulled her to a corner, and dropped her there, saying, "Little one, your mother is dead. Hurry and escape."
The little girl, her face streaked with tears, stared blankly at Qin Feng.
Although she couldn't understand the words of the man in front of her, she knew that he was the one who saved her. Her heart was filled with gratitude, but due to extreme nervousness, she was unable to speak.
Soon...