magic eye doctor

Chapter 586 Night Killing (1
When the night was dark and there were not many night owls staying up all night in the capital city, Le Xiaoxiao stayed in the pharmaceutical stove full of energy and added medicinal materials to the stove. In a dense forest on the border of India and the border area adjacent to Myanmar, there is a person who is also not sleeping. He is staring at a tent that has been camouflaged more than ten meters away.

The person staring at the tent has an ordinary face with a long Chinese character, wearing green camouflage pants that are close to the color of the leaves, with messy hair, bloodshot eyes, looking extremely tired, and carrying a deflated green backpack.

He crouched behind a tree, used grass and short branches as a shield to cover himself, and pressed against the ground, allowing the sound of his heartbeat and breathing to be decomposed by the vegetation to become small.

The tent in the distance is made of trees in the shape of a "people". The tent is covered with blue vines, and there is a place where a fire is burned on one side. There are four people sleeping in the tent. He was still holding a gun, and another man stood at the bottom of a tree beside the tent to watch the night, guarding the surroundings.

The five people inside and outside the tent are all Southeast Asian faces. The men are also olive green clothes and trousers that are closest to the color of the mountain vegetation. A stainless steel pot is placed on the stove for cooking, and the food is stewed.

The night became thicker and thicker. At midnight, one of the people in the tent got up and replaced the man who had been guarding for half the night. After midnight, there was fog in the mountains and it became more and more humid.

When the dewdrops condensed on the leaves, they were probably too tired. The person resting in the tent snored slightly. The night watchman was also sleepy. Look, after a while, he nodded little by little, repeated dozens of times, he was very sleepy, and nodded more and more frequently.

The man hiding behind the tree was like a lurking cheetah, constantly monitoring the man on duty beside the tent at night. His clothes and hair were wet, his face was dewy, still motionless and firm like a stone.

Staring at the night watchman who was on duty, watching him go from being awake to being drowsy, and figuring out the pattern of his nodding. , the cat leans on his waist, and touches the man on duty at night as lightly as a lion hunts.

He moved very lightly, every step was as subtle as a cat's walk, and occasionally he made a slight noise, like a night mouse leaping or a drop of dew making the blades of the grass shake. Such a slight noise would hardly wake the night watchman.

Slowly, the bloodshot-eyed man got closer and closer to the night watchman. When he was three or four meters away, he paused, and, on the dim light of the embers in the stove, observed that the night watchman and the people in the tent were not there. It was only after the sign of waking up that he sneaked again, approaching the night watchman little by little.

He was very careful, getting closer and closer to the night watchman. Finally, when the night watchman raised his eyes and looked around and lowered his head, the man with bloodshot eyes touched the back of the tree the night watchman was leaning on, and quietly took out a Leaning out from behind the tree with the machete and dagger, he covered the night watchman's mouth and nose with one hand with lightning speed, and wiped the dagger against the night watchman's neck, giving the other party a stern smear.

That horizontal knife was clean and decisive, severing the night watchman's throat and aorta with one knife.

The night watchman's mouth and nose were covered, and he didn't even make a whimper. After twitching his legs a few times, he became weak and weak. He still held the gun tightly in his hand. He went to see God so silently. The people in the tents less than two meters away were unconscious.

To kill a target, the man behind the tree gently lowered the night watchman whose neck was still spewing blood, laid the man on the ground, pulled away the dead man's still stiff hand, and took off the gun. The night watchman was holding a sniper. Rifle, he looked at the bullets slightly, found enough, checked the gun with dizzying gestures, and checked the performance of the silencer.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, the red-eyed man sneaked again, changed his position, aimed his gun at the person in the tent in the direction where he could face the tent, and shot decisively.

The first muffled sound just sounded, and it was the second sound and the third sound.

Each piece flew obliquely downward and shot at a sleeping person lying in the tent at an irresistible speed. The bullet was in the center of the person's heart, and the person made a short cry and blood spattered. .

The blood of No.1 and the second bullet fell on the second person almost at the same time, and every two bullets still hit the heart, and the sudden screams stopped abruptly in just a short moment, and the person who was shot opened his mouth He glanced, but couldn't see anything, and the wound on his chest kept bleeding.

Two screams in succession also awakened the other two, the one on the edge rolled to one side, the person caught in the middle raised up, and just raised half of his body, he was shot in the chest by a bullet with a cold light. Missing the point, he twitched, and after a brief moment of hesitation, another bullet arrived, hitting his heart.

The third person fell down, and at the same time, he shot at the person who was rolling on the ground, and shot towards the place facing the tent. When he shot, he vaguely saw the shadow of someone rolling toward the grass and woods.

He fired several more shots in the direction where the shadow was rolling. There was no gun with a silencer. The sound of the gunshot broke the silence of the night. It was heard far away, and the birds perched nearby were frightened and jumped into the sky, as well as animals. running sound.

The moment of confusion, the sound was enough to affect people's judgment. The man in the tent jumped out of the tent with a cat and hid in the woods beside the tent. It was safer to be covered by trees than in the tent.

He had just rolled to the weed and vine branches beside the tent, and before he had time to get into the hidden vegetation to hide, a bullet came with a hissing sound that cut through the air in the dark. The sound of bullets, he didn't have time to roll or jump and run, he was hit in the shoulder, the pain made him involuntarily deflect towards the shoulder where the shot was shot, the next moment, something scorching hit his face, he first had blood The feeling running down from the forehead, then the burning pain, and then the thought disconnected.

His head drooped down, before his face hit the ground, a spoon was opened on the back of his head, white and red splashed, and for a moment, the descendants' faces also landed on the ground, their heads tilted to one side.

Four sleepers, one night watchman, died one after another in just a few minutes.

The man who rolled into the woods got out of the grass, still holding the weapon seized from the enemy, leaned out halfway to observe, and confirmed that the four of them could no longer die before standing up, the red in the eyes was even more intense, Thick as blood, full of violent aura.

"A total of 25." Holding the black guy in his hand, the corners of Yan Xing's mouth twitched, and he murmured, full of endless regret and melancholy.

There is an unwritten rule in the organization. For a decapitation task, a blood-hanging machine must be replaced at most ten people. Generally, when five or seven people are killed, they must be withdrawn, because killing too many enemies will have a great impact on people's psychological endurance. A big challenge, with too much murderous intent, may be influenced by negative emotions and cause a nervous breakdown.

His psychological endurance far exceeds the meat grinder of the same type. Even if he kills ten consecutive kills, he will not be shaken by murderous aura and negative emotions, but usually it is at most seventeen kills. No matter how many, the murderous aura is too heavy. That kind of aura would even frighten a dog when he saw it, and it would take at least a month of recuperation to gradually eliminate the subconscious murderous aura and the invisible bloody aura from his body.

This time, it exceeded the previous limit and reached 25 consecutive kills.

This number is also the limit that he can hold on to. Even if he is the guardian of the country, he should not kill too much because his own practice is not enough, and he cannot kill more than three or nine enemies before the time of life and death.

Thirty-nine counts 27 people.

He has killed 25 times in a row, only two away from 27, and can no longer challenge his psychological limit.

He can no longer carry out the beheading task, and he will retreat next, and let another group of people secretly guard the border, and no outsiders will be allowed to conduct illegal and dangerous actions on the border under any pretext.

Yan Xing let out a breath, raised his head slowly, and covered his eyes with even hands. His eyes seemed to be covered with a thin red gauze, and his vision was not clear.

Blinking his sore and aching eyes several times, he took out a pair of gloves from his backpack, replaced the pair in his hands, took out a strong light bulb, and walked to check the five short-lived ghosts, all of whom had bulging eyes. , dead restless.

Yan Xing did not sympathize with them. A soldier died for the country, and his death was worth it. It was an honor to sacrifice his life for the belief he was loyal to. Just like a dead soldier from another country when he met him, he would not be merciful, and he would not sympathize with him if he killed him. .

He dragged the closest person to the place beside them and threw them, then moved the night watchmen to a pile, and then dragged the three people out of the tent, put them all in a row, searched them, and took them with him. They took some important things that could prove their identities, and extracted the hair and blood of the five people as specimens, left guns and ammunition, and threw all the unnecessary things on them, and used their own fire to burn them.

A strange fire flew out, only the size of a bowl, and then the wind grew and burned the corpse.

Due to the frequent use of different fires, and he himself is often in the deep mountains and forests, he did not get a rest. For half a month, he could not cook food with fire. He could only eat dry food or raw **** and his physical strength was challenged. There is no strong mental force to support the different fire, the flame is also affected, and the strength is insufficient.

Fortunately, he brought the pills given by Little Loli and distributed them to the team members who carried out the beheading operation. And fighting power.

The five people burned for more than four minutes. When the day was bright, and there was light in the woods, they finally burned into ashes, leaving a piece of scorched soil and some white powder on the ground.

Yanxing did not dismantle the tent, but only extinguished the fire in the simple stove to avoid wildfires. Without taking other things, he walked into the woods with a bundle of guns on his back without looking back. He had also seized loot before. The guns and bullets were used up, and it was troublesome to destroy them. Even last night, he didn't even have a gun, so he could only grab someone else's with empty gloves.

Over the mountains, he walked in the mountains for a long time, finally bypassing the peaks and cliffs that even apes and beasts can't climb, returning to his own borders, walking for a short time, and arriving at a sentinel for border observation in the afternoon, It is also the place where the members of the Beheading Action team change teams.

By the code, Young Master Yan, who had a face on his face, entered the sentry post, recorded what he had seized, and handed it over to the sentinel staff. The Bianmin Village of Jili asked the villagers to take the motorcycle to the big township to rent a car.

When Yan Shao kept changing transportation all the way, it was already night when he arrived in Sa City, Z Province. There was no direct flight to the capital from the airport, so he temporarily stayed in the city.

Even if he had a place to live, he didn't dare to sleep at ease and kept his vigilance. When he woke up on the morning of the 27th, his eyes were still bloodshot. He wore sunglasses to cover his eyes, rushed to the airport, and took the 9:[-] flight to Beijing.

When the plane landed safely at the Capital Airport at 01:30 in the afternoon, Yan Xing really took a breath. Only when he returned to the capital alive can he be considered truly alive. Unexpectedly, not alive.

Returning to the place where he grew up since childhood, he felt that the pressure in his heart was slightly relieved. He walked out of the safety exit and took a secret taxi outside the terminal to pick up the plane. He changed several buses along the way, and it cost him more than three kinds. Back at the garrison, first take off the human skin mask, then wash the makeup, change into light casual clothes, report to the brigade commander, and then report to the base office.

Liu Zhengyi only listened to the most important points of the mission, and sternly drove away the boy Yan and asked him to take a good rest. The boy's eyes were red and foggy, and he still had murderous and bloody aura. If he didn't take care of himself, he would be fine. People are inevitably affected by his murderous aura.

The chief let himself go, and Yan Xing returned to the team to pick up personal belongings and sent them to the He's house by the team members.

Hei Jiu and Shen Shiliu, who stayed behind, rushed to drive, and finally Shen Shiliu grabbed the task of being a driver and drove him off in the captain's special seat. On the road, he recorded the "unscrupulous" behavior of a certain little loli to divert the captain's attention. strength, to calm down the violent aura he was vaguely exuding.

Yanxing heard that little Loli digs Cordyceps as easy as digging radishes in the ground. A charming smile appeared on her pale and tired face due to wearing a human skin mask for a long time, as if that powerful person was herself, proud 's striker: "Little Loli is so powerful, even someone as handsome as me can't win against her, you can only watch her sweeping Cordyceps, and then you will be jealous and hateful."

God Sixteen almost stomped on the accelerator as the brake. What do you mean by the shy expression on your face, Captain?Also, looking handsome has nothing to do with digging cordyceps, right?
The captain's thinking is getting more and more... detached, Shen XVI feels that he is a bit outdated and has a bad feeling, so he has to pretend he didn't hear the captain stepping on others to praise him for his own bad behavior, who is the captain who is full of blood now? Let the captain be narcissistic, anyway, there is a little loli who can easily crush the captain.

One of the sixteen gods was rambled about the little loli's bit by bit, Yan Xing was happy in his heart, and the violent atmosphere was not so strong.

He walked and talked all the way, and before he knew it, he reached the goal. God Sixteen sent the captain into the compound where the old man He San lived, and sent him to the gate of the courtyard. When he saw that the captain was carrying a backpack, the movement was not much different from usual, and he was relieved. back to the station.

(End of this chapter)