Main Story Compassion Part14

After making her look at the Koreans once, the Chinese leader pointed the trigger to the sky and the soldiers quickly disengaged the safety catch of their rifles.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" 

"Aargh!"

"Aaahh!"

Gunfire echoed through the city, and she let out a wailing desperate scream.

The Koreans, who had been watching in silence, began to scream and run away like lizards with their butts out, but the bullets didn't miss them and reducing them like pieces of meat one by one.

The Chinese leader, who had been watching with interest as if he were watching an action movie reaching its climax, put his rifle to her temple.

He pulled the trigger slowly, as if looking at a liver. In the end, my hopes were dashed and it was over. I felt no guilt or conscience for standing by and watching. 

"Bang!"

Just as I was about to take a heavy step, like leaving a theater after a movie with no afterglow, a single gunshot rang out behind my back and I doubted my ears. It sounded nothing like the gunfire of the Chinese soldiers that had echoed through the city just moments before.

I looked quickly toward the woman. The Chinese leader had fallen to the ground, unmoving. The woman was stunned, staring at the fallen Chinese soldier, while the other Chinese soldiers took cover and glanced at each other. With all her nerves on edge, she looked around and finally spotted the man about to pull the trigger on the Chinese soldier. 

"Bang! Bang!"

As he pulled the trigger, a gunshot echoed through the city and a Chinese soldier fell to the ground. I ran to the woman, shouting at her to get out of the way. She didn't move until I was at her side, her lifeless eyes staring at the Chinese soldier who had fallen in front of her. Was it because a deep and bitter wound had settled in her heart?She seemed to have forgotten the cold, and I gave her my combat top, which reeked of blood. Still unable to take her eyes off the corpse of the Chinese soldier who had tried to kill her, she looked like a woman desperately wishing someone would kill her. However, I didn't want her to die.

Of course, it was none of my business whether she was alive or dead, but the heroism generated by my compassion made me deeply involved in her life and death. was. She refused to leave her position under his covering fire. 

"Hang in there."

I said to her and turned away. Now all I had to Now I have to do it all over again, the familiar killing without meaning. Before I know it, I'm a cornered mouse, licking my lips as I creep closer to Catcher. I cautiously crept toward the Chinese.

"Bang! Bang!" 

"Yipe" 

"Ugh"