death train

Ye Cha didn't even need to kill the four people who were responsible for standing guard. Instead, he found the dead corner and easily entered the camp.

Ye Cha came to the edge of a tent and entered carefully.

The tent is not small. It's a military tent. There are about seven or eight people sleeping in it.

At three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, it is the time of the lowest body function, the most tired, the most sleepy, and usually the time of deep sleep.

Ye Cha looked at those people. They seemed to be calling themselves to kill them.

Yecha came to a man, pulled out the Alaska whaling fork, then suddenly covered the man's mouth and nose, and then the Alaska whaling fork cut the man's throat.

When the throat is cut off, it makes a "hiss, hiss" sound, just like rotten cloth, torn open with bare hands. A man loses his life in his sleep.

Then there's the second, the third

Ye Cha killed the whole tent without disturbing anyone.

Sometimes, killing people is really a very simple thing.

Yecha left the tent, and then came to the second tent. There were a little more people here, a total of 10 people. Yecha did the same, killing the members of the Liberals one by one in their sleep.

Then, the last tent.

Ye Cha's steps stopped, showing the color of vigilance, because this tent is slightly different.

There was no grinding teeth and snoring, but a slight groan, as if someone was suffering from pain and unconsciously made a sound.

Ye Shaxian was very careful. He didn't enter directly. Instead, he lifted the curtain of the tent and looked into the tent. Then he twisted his eyebrows to show a trace of anger. But it disappeared in a flash and soon recovered to calm.

In the tent, there were only two people, two women.

The two women were undressed, with scars all over their bodies, dull eyes, no expression, and shackles on their hands and feet.

This is where the Liberals put their toys.

Yes, those two women are the toys of egoists, and their only function is to be played and vented by them.

Then, until it is broken, discarded, or, it can be said, relieved.

When ye Cha entered the tent, the two women didn't fall asleep. Looking at Ye Cha, they didn't shout or scream. They seemed to be used to it, or numb, and even instinctively unfolded their curled bodies.

"I'm not a liberal," he said

After ye Cha finished this sentence, the two women's bewildered eyes suddenly showed a glimmer of light, and then quickly faded.

"Please..." A woman's eyes unconsciously tears across, hoarse throat, weak way: "kill me."

Yecha comes forward, squats down and presses the Alaska whaling fork against the woman's throat.

"Thank you," the woman said with a smile

Poof!

Alaskan whaling fork cuts a woman's throat. The woman's head is tilted to one side, but there is no color of pain. On the contrary, there is a trace of comfort and peace.

The leaf Cha sees to another woman, that woman didn't open mouth, but is a face smile.

That's enough. Smile is the best answer.

Poof!

Yecha swung the Alaska whaling fork and cut the woman's throat.

Yecha withdrew from the tent and was not surprised by what happened in the tent. Maybe he was angry for a moment, but so what?

Ye Cha has long known from the landlady what kind of guys liberals are. They are just a group of villains in the name of "freedom". Otherwise, many people would not call them outlaws.

But, so what?

This is the end of the world!

The one eyed old man Ye Cha met before, the liberalist he meets now, and maybe there will be other such guys in the future.

All cruel, dark, inhuman things.

The only use is to remind people that if they want to live well in this era, they can only make themselves stronger.

After leaving the last tent, yecha didn't continue to cover up his tracks and walked directly out of the camp.

Because, there's no need.

The four liberal members who were in charge of the guard soon found out where the yecha was.

"Who!" Someone yelled, "who's there..."

The man's voice did not fall, and then he suddenly felt something wrapped around his neck, and then the feeling of suffocation quickly spread all over his body.

Corpse flower vine suddenly appeared, strangled each other's neck, will be dragged to the air.

A man raised his rifle and wanted to shoot in the direction of yecha, but at this moment, a palm pierced his back of the head.

The consul threw the corpse aside, then shook his hand fiercely, accompanied by a white light on his right palm, and then a white chain appeared, throwing it forward.A libertarian was trying to pour the corpse medicine into his mouth, but he was smashed by the chain, and half of his head was smashed by the chain.

The last liberal seemed to be a little bit scared, yelling wildly and then shooting.

The consul shook the chain without expression and stopped all the bullets. Then the consul twisted his wrist, wrapped the chain around the other side's neck and dragged the man to yecha.

Ye Cha took the Bu Qiang in the other side's hand, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the thing in the other side's lower body, and then pulled the trigger.

Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly

Along with the gunfire, the liberal member also screamed.

"If you can't bear the pain yourself..." The leaf Cha disdains a way: "then what qualifications do you have to inflict pain to others?"

Ye Cha raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed at the other side's head.

Pull the trigger, the bullet is fired, and there is a bullet hole in the man's forehead.

The world is quiet at last.

By the way, he just needs to get to the jungle once again.

We all know the principle of the shortest straight-line distance, but in fact, it is impossible to keep a straight-line distance all the time when you are really moving. In particular, there are too many uncertain factors in the complex terrain like jungle.

Therefore, ye Cha has planned the route a little bit. Of course, the shortest distance should be chosen as far as possible.

Ye Cha pondered for a while. If he was on his way day and night and only had an intermittent rest, five days should be enough time to get to Jialin town without suppressing his speed.

At the same time, such time is enough to make up for the time difference.

The only thing that makes yecha curious is that if the route he plans is the shortest distance route, where is Ganlin? Ye Cha has not seen the appearance of Gan Lin, what kind of route did the woman choose?