A three-year-old child dragged his sister's coffin and cried out for justice in the military re

The taillights of the Hongqi car disappeared completely into the end of the snowstorm.

Like a pair of scissors, it cut the last thin thread called hope.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the guard post.

The snow crunched underfoot.

"What happened? Who was that trying to bypass the checkpoint?"

The man who arrived was a man in his thirties with the rank of sergeant hanging on his shoulder.

He's the shift leader on duty tonight, Lao Xu.

His square face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he gripped the Type 95 rifle tightly, with the safety off.

He saw that scene clearly in the monitoring room.

If this unidentified person were to ram the leader's car, their entire squad would be in deep trouble.

"Reporting, squad leader!"

The sentry immediately stood at attention and saluted, then casually placed Sui Sui on the ground.

"He was a homeless child who tried to flag down a car, but I stopped him."

Old Xu didn't say anything.

Those sharp, eagle-like eyes swept over Sui Sui.

Upon seeing this, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

This doesn't look like a homeless child.

This is practically a vengeful ghost that just crawled out of a pile of corpses.

His entire body was covered in frostbite; his thin hospital gown was torn like a fishing net, and the exposed skin was covered in bluish-purple frostbite.

Especially those eyes.

Old Xu served in the army for more than ten years and has seen many ruthless people.

But I've never seen such a fierce look in the eyes of a three-year-old child.

Like a wolf.

It's still the kind of lone wolf that's been severely injured and driven to the brink of despair.

If you dare to move even slightly, it will pounce and bite your throat.

"This child...something's wrong."

Old Xu's heart skipped a beat.

His gaze followed Sui Sui's feet and moved to the broken wooden box that had overturned next to the police line.

The box is very big.

The workmanship is very rough, as if it was just nailed together haphazardly.

It was covered in mud and snowmelt, and had some strange dark red stains.

The most critical thing is...

A crack appeared in one corner of the box due to the violent impact.

Although it was blocked by mud and rags.

But a drop of liquid still slowly seeped out along the crack.

"Tick-tock".

It fell onto the pristine white snow.

A dark red flower bloomed instantly.

Old Xu's pupils suddenly contracted.

He smelled it.

Although the wind and snow were heavy, and the smell was faint.

But he still smelled it.

It smelled like corpse fluid mixed with formaldehyde, and then mixed with the stench of rust.

He had smelled this scent before, on the frontier battlefield.

That's the smell of the dead.

"alert!"

Old Xu suddenly roared.

Whoosh!

The other two sentries around them instantly pulled back their bolts, and the dark muzzles of their guns were pointed directly at Sui Sui and the box.

The atmosphere instantly froze to freezing point.

"Squad leader, what's wrong?"

The sentry was startled; his gun trembled slightly.

He's just a little beggar, isn't he?

Why make such a big fuss?

"Look at that box!"

Old Xu stared intently at the drop of dark red liquid, the veins on his forehead bulging.

"There's something in there! It could be contraband, or it could be... a bomb!"

During this sensitive period.

This is a place only a few hundred meters away from the leader's office building.

A child of unknown origin was dragging a blood-stained box through the tunnel.

This in itself is a huge red signal!

It moves every year.

She had been like a dead person, but when she heard the word "box", she suddenly came to life.

That was her Achilles' heel.

That's my older sister.

"no……"

Sui Sui let out a hoarse roar like a broken bellows.

She lunged at the box without hesitation.

That's instinct.

Just like a mother hen protecting her chicks, even when facing an eagle, she will still bristle all her feathers.

"Stop! Don't move!"

Old Xu shouted sternly, lowering the muzzle of his gun slightly.

"I'll shoot if you move again!"

Sui Sui couldn't hear anything at all.

Or rather, she simply doesn't care.

What is death?

How many times did she die along the way?

She threw herself onto the cold wooden box, using her small body to desperately cover the crack.

We can't let it leak out.

No one can see what my sister looks like now.

My sister loves beauty so much.

If people saw that she had turned into bones, my sister would cry.

Moreover... if people see that there are dead people inside, they will steal the box.

They will burn my sister.

Just like that "doctor" said, burn it as waste.

"Ah! Ah—!"

Sui Sui opened her mouth and let out a silent roar at the dark gun barrels.

On that dirty little face, the features were contorted together.

That was ferocious.

That's madness.

She gripped the rusty scalpel blade tightly in her hand, though it was hidden in her sleeve, her murderous intent to take everyone down with her was almost tangible.

Old Xu's palms were sweaty.

Looking at the child who was lying on the box and acting crazy, his unease grew stronger.

What kind of monster is this?

At such a young age, where does such a strong murderous aura come from?

"Squad leader, what should we do?" the sentry next to him asked.

"It must be checked!"

Old Xu gritted his teeth and gave the order.

"This box is too suspicious. We can't let her take it in, but we can't just leave it here either."

"Xiao Liu, Da Qiang, you two go up and pull her away!"

"Be careful not to hurt the child, but you must open the box!"

"yes!"

Two sentries slung their guns over their backs and strode forward.

They were both burly men, over 1.8 meters tall, wearing heavy military overcoats, pressing down on us like two walls.

Sui Sui looked at the two large hands reaching out to her.

Despair overwhelmed me like a tidal wave.

We can't beat them.

We really can't beat them.

The calculations in my brain all returned zero.

but……

"elder sister……"

Sui Sui pressed her face against the rough wooden board, her tears mingling with blood as they seeped into the wood grain.

"Useless year after year."

"I can't protect you all the years."

"But it never leaves, year after year."

"If we're going to die, we sisters will die together."

She stopped resisting.

She simply nailed herself to the box like a nail.

His fingers gripped the edge of the box so tightly that his nails broke off, blood flowed out, and his hand froze to the box.

"Get out of the way!"

The sentry named Xiao Liu reached out and grabbed Sui Sui's arm.

Not moving.

This kid looks thin, but his strength is terrifying.

It's almost as if it's grown onto the box.

"Hey, that brat!"

Xiao Liu got a little anxious and increased the pressure on his hands.

"Sizzle—"

Sui Sui's already tattered hospital gown had a strip of cloth forcibly torn off.

His thin, bony back was exposed.

And those shocking scars.

There were burns, knife wounds, and countless needle marks.

Those are tattoos left by hell.

The soldiers present were stunned.

Is this kid still a child?

This looks exactly like a torture scene!

In that instant of hesitation.

far away.

That asphalt road leading to the office building.

Suddenly, the roar of an engine filled the air.

This sound... is not right.

It's not that it's gone far away.

It's getting closer!

Moreover, it was extremely fast, carrying a ferocious energy that seemed capable of tearing apart the wind and snow.

Old Xu suddenly turned around.

Two blinding headlights, like two sharp swords, instantly pierced through the swirling snow.

The Hongqi sedan that had left less than five minutes ago.

It's back!

And they drove back in reverse!

The speed was astonishing, and the tires screeched as they rubbed against the snow.

"squeak--!!!"

A beautiful drift.

The black steel behemoth came to a steady stop three meters outside the warning line.

It blocked all the wind and snow.

The car door wasn't open yet.

An oppressive feeling that made it hard to breathe was already emanating from the car.

Old Xu's heart clenched violently.

He knew the car's owner all too well.

That man, known as the "Living Yama" of the Special Operations Brigade.

Why is he back?

Could it be... because of this child?