I, A Soldier in the Field, A Ghost in the Smoke!

Sniffing the faintly sour taste, the leader of the group of police officers gave orders.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, someone threw a smoke bomb at their feet to show that something must be done. Is it their enemy?Or the cynical bastard?

He felt the pistol in his right hand again, and he regained his confidence in military strength. The captain had a black face with a murderous intention. Now, no matter who threw the smoke bomb, as long as he catches this guy himself later, he must be You have to kill this guy.

Boom~

"Huh?! Uh..."

However, not long after he issued the next instruction, there was a muffled noise in the direction of the van at the end, accompanied by the sound of a watermelon being bombed, and the short screams came to an abrupt end.

Hearing the sound, it was like a policeman driving, as if he suddenly saw something and wanted to scream, and he was hit hard before the scream.

An atmosphere of horror and despair filled the smoke.

The captain put the key in his pocket, wielded his guns in his hands and slowly moved away from the smoke, and asked in the direction that screamed:

"Panasonic! What's the situation on your side?"

"..."

No reply was received. The captain was aware of the danger and immediately shouted:

"Everyone hurry and quit!"

Before the words fell, a quiet and cold voice suddenly came from the captain's ear, as if an evil spirit whispered in his ear.

"You...can't get out."

"Huh?!!! Who!!" The captain turned around abruptly, looking around nervously.

But it was not human language that answered him, but the whistling sound of a magic stick.

For the first time, this man felt the fear when his life was threatened, just like the cursed children he killed before.

He likes to watch those children who are low in status and whose lives are not as valuable as animals are struggling under his own gun. Accompanied by the pleading and crying of these cursed children, he finally pulls the trigger to shoot out the opponent's brains. Then label yourself as'elimination of harm for the people', and legally enjoy the fun of persecuting others, but I didn't expect myself to feel the fear that life is not my own.

Even if he is holding a gun in his hand, even if his hand is stained with blood, he can only remain motionless at this moment, watching a red magic rod tear the smoke in front of him and aim at him. The head hits.

He saw it through a hole opened by the magic stick.

The head covered by the face towel, the unwavering eyes under the goggles like a god of death, and... the strange weapon exuding a stench.

Boom...

Click...

The moment the police captain touched each other with the magic stick, the skull of the police captain was like a paper box glued up with glue, shattered into countless pieces.

In the vast white fog, a red fountain adds a touch of gorgeous color to this monotonous painting.

In the cage in the van, these children seemed to be isolated from the world, unable to see the outside scene, and even to prevent them from peeping through the windows of the van, even the glass was replaced with frosted bulletproof glass.

Most of these children were injured when they were caught, some were arms, some were knees, some were heads...

Something seemed to happen outside the car, they could vaguely hear some loud questions, and sometimes they could hear a little scream.

"What's wrong outside?"

"I do not know……"

The little girls started talking in twitter, and some were bolder trying to get close to the frosted glass of the van, trying to observe what happened outside through the frosted glass.

And just as a little girl got close to the glass, the glass was suddenly splashed red with something red.

The sudden change shocked the little girl who was leaning in front of the frosted glass. She let out a scream and sat down on the ground.

"This...what is this..."

The slimy red liquid gradually slipped off the glass, and the little girls who were close to the glass were hugged by fright and sat on the ground shivering.

And outside these vans, from time to time in the thick white fog, there was a muffled noise that made the scalp numb, and the scream that stopped halfway through. The policeman named Inner Sea was terrified in his heart. Driven by it, he finally ran up desperately.

Even if he couldn't see if there was anything behind him at all, he would look back when he ran, giving himself a psychological comfort of no use.

"Hoo-hoo-"

After not knowing that he had fallen several times, Uchiha resolutely climbed up from the ground. Finally, he rushed out of the white fog that seemed to symbolize death.

His heart was beating fast, and there was still a trembling muffled sound in his ears.

It seems that behind every muffled sound, there is a life disappearing in the world.

Nei Hai's eyes were full of horror, staring at the vast white mist in front of him, his steps involuntarily backed away.

He wanted to escape now, escape this dirty outer area, and return to the Tokyo area where they were allowed to dominate, where they did not have to worry about their lives being threatened like this.

And just as he kept retreating, he suddenly stepped on a soft object, which still made a weak muffled sound when he stepped on it.

Inland Sea lowered his head to see, didn't they step on it because they tried so hard to catch the little girl after almost crossing this sewer?

Looking at the gradually weakening little girl, Uekai showed a perverted smile on her face under the pressure of her inner fear and the multiplying spirit.

"If it weren't for you...we must have gone back long ago? I blame you for this stinky mouse, die for me!!!"

Inland Sea opened the pistol for safety, and pointed the muzzle at the little girl who was wrapped in brown linen on the ground, her eyes filled with madness.

The little girl lying on the ground trembled, curled up her hands and feet, and finally closed her eyes as if she accepted her fate.

Chapter Seventeen: Hell-like wars only need to exist in the adult world

What are we... on earth?

While possessing a human body, are there monsters that ordinary humans cannot match in some respects?

Not accepted by humans, even our biological parents hate us.

It may be extremely lucky to be alive now.

why?

Because those hapless, cursed children were already drowned in the water when they were discovered by their parents. People like us who can still be abandoned to the outer area are already the lucky ones among the hapless.

Eating food comparable to the food that refugees ate under the famine, wearing only a few clothes for a few years, and spending new years after sewing and mending.

Even if the festival is coming, the citizens of Tokyo are cheering in the bustling city, strolling in the gorgeously decorated shops, changing and buying beautiful clothes in the glittering clothing store, we can only Sitting on the rubbish rock, on the old roots of the ruined tree, cast envious eyes on the happy people.

We... as if worthless.