special forces soul

For four hours, for a most elite professional soldier, it is very easy to kill two ordinary people and find their traces.

Although Xiaoyang Town is called a town, most of them are farmers.At noon, when the sun was just hanging in the middle, Cicada cried out irritably.Villagers gathered in groups of three and five, sitting under the shade of a tree to enjoy the shade, talking about Zhou Zhenping's murder case half a year ago and his execution this morning.

Zhou Zhenping was so familiar with this small town that he could walk through the streets and alleys even with his eyes closed.This is also the professional inertia of being a professional soldier. Every time I go to a place, I will first familiarize myself with the environment.Moreover, he has lived here for more than ten years, so he knows exactly which family raises dogs and which family raises a few chickens.

At this time, Ye Tianming wanted to attract the attention of the villagers and reduce the possibility of Zhou Zhenping revealing his identity.With great fanfare, he led the team members to walk slowly on the only painted road in the town with heavy and neat steps.

The villagers looked at the sudden appearance of these soldiers, and all followed them from a distance, wanting to know what was going on.Moreover, the more people gathered, the louder the discussion became.

"I went to the execution ground today and heard that these soldiers seem to be Zhou Zhenping's comrades in arms." A young man said.

"The soldier at the front holding the urn can't be Xiaopingzi's." An old man said.

"I look like the old man. I haven't heard of anyone who died in the town, and it was a soldier who saw him off."

The old man sighed: "Oh! Xiao Pingzi is such a good person. No matter what family finds him, he won't say anything. But how can such a good person end up like this. This family is really pitiful. And Niuniu's little girl, she's only nine years old. She's obedient and sensible. That bastard Bai Shihua is good at killing, and Xiaopingzi is a real man with blood."

"Old man, I'll go back and get two bottles of wine to see Xiaoping off."

"Go ahead and bring those two bottles of Moutai that I cherished." Hearing what the old couple said, the villagers suddenly realized that they went home one after another to fetch sacrifices.

According to the location described by Zhou Zhenping, Ye Tianming found the graves of his wife and daughter on a hillside less than one kilometer away from the town.But what if you don’t have tools to dig the grave, you can’t dig it by hand.Just when they were frowning.A 40-year-old woman came over with two young men holding shovels and guns.

"Comrade! I'm Zhou Zhenping's neighbor, and my old men died early. The life of our orphans and widows is very difficult. If it weren't for the care of Brother Zhou and Sister Zhou's family, I think my two children would have starved to death long ago. Let the three of us, mother and son, repay his family today, and let the two children dig Brother Zhou's grave." After speaking, his eyes turned red, and tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

At this time, several villagers came over: "Yes! Comrade! Brothers and sisters in our village, which one has not received the favor of brother Zhou's family? Let us do something for their family today." .”

Only then did Ye Tianming realize that there was a dark crowd standing not far behind them, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he didn't expect Zhou Zhenping to be so popular here.Looking at the unpretentious faces, some are still secretly crying.Ye Tianming felt a touch of emotion in his heart, he was moved by the true feelings of these unpretentious villagers.