Chapter 7, Knife Shaving

Rising to take a walk in the yard, I hardly saw any food. However, that soldier had a long gun and a package of items. It seems that this mother and daughter truly had no means to escape from here; they were essentially just waiting for death.

A semi-naked female body, covered in blood, with a knife in her own hand. Beneath the torn robe, the wounds clearly indicate that they were self-inflicted

The sky outside is faintly changing; the light blue hue seems to be deepening, as if Qi Tianlin's self-imagined bright red heart is also becoming a shade darker.

Qi Tianlin casually found a board and dug a pit, burying the child's mother inside. He took out a dagger and inserted it at the head of the grave. The mound had a slight rise, so he found a piece of wood to make a cross and placed it on top. He also lit a cigarette and inserted it in front of the grave, considering it a Huashist tribute

Walking through the factory area, Qi Tianlin repeatedly drew his pistol, quickly chambering a round and then re-engaging the safety before returning it to his thigh holster. This cycle continued, allowing the emotions within him to be channeled into the mechanical practice, as his steps gradually regained strength and rhythm

Qi Tianlin felt a shiver run through his body, holding the pistol level, and approached the bedroom door in a standard stance with his left hand resting on the hammer.

Seeing that it was still early, Qi Tianlin, carrying a rifle on his back, slowly climbed up the high tower to look into the distance and take a nap.

Before the wars, Liyah was truly a comfortable country. Most vegetables, fruits, and poultry were imported from Southern Europe, making them very affordable and of high quality. The cafeteria mainly focused on procurement and processing, but since all the staff were domestic employees, when the first batch of construction machinery arrived, it was filled with various grains, such as rice, flour, and oil, which are easy to store

Originally, there was a cold storage room in the cafeteria, which could appropriately extend the storage period of vegetables, fruits, and meat. However, it has long been completely empty, and even the area where rice and flour were stored has been cleared out.

Hold tightly to your own soul, lest you fall into the abyss of darkness This is a phrase often uttered by Citroën, known for its penchant for mysticism

Before Qi Tianlin could reach the lifeless body, he heard a heart-wrenching scream from the little girl

Qi Tianlin looked at her, sighed, and carried the little girl back to the electrician's room, placing her on a single bed he had tidied up. He took a bottle of water and a box of biscuits, set them in front of the little girl, and then went outside.

Put away the handgun, first find a blanket in the outer room before entering the bedroom

It was merely a momentary lapse in judgment, a sudden decision to go to town, that altered the destinies of two individuals; Tiya's mother's fate could not be changed, and the library was transformed.

The feeling of killing with a hammer is quite different from that of using a rifle. My own sniper hands are so steady when pulling the trigger, as if the impulse to kill with a cold weapon comes from an inner instinct. Could it be the habit of Otar?

Bang! ... The sound was crisper than expected, and it required less force. The hammerhead had almost sunk in completely, and I could apply even less pressure. The white ... ... immediately became tinged with a hint of pink. ... ... ... When it burst out, it splashed onto myself; the angle needed to be more precise ... ... The hammerhead got caught on the edge, and when I pulled it out, it pried a bit, as if it had cracked, squeezing out a bunch of red and white, accompanied by bubbles. ... ... ... Bubbles ... the hammerhead got caught on the edge, and when I pulled it out, it pried a bit, as if it had cracked, squeezing out a bunch of red and white, accompanied by bubbles. ... ... ... Bubbles ...

With a determined heart, he carried the little girl's mother's body wrapped in a blanket out of the bedroom, directly stuffing the soldier's corpse under the bed. He then turned around and hoisted the little girl onto his shoulder, slinging the soldier's backpack and the FAL rifle, while cradling the corpse in his other arm as he stepped out the door. After ensuring no one was around, he hurriedly made his way out of the town, feeling an extraordinary strength, believing that a single corpse was not heavy at all, and he returned directly to the factory area.

As he passed by the cafeteria, Qi Tianlin first went in to rummage through and move aside a collapsed prefabricated panel. The rations he had brought with him had become somewhat monotonous, and his original plan to go into town for something to eat was disrupted. Therefore, he still had to come in search of some food

As for Qitian Lin, well, currently there is one and a half people coming to eat, and it should be fine for a month or two

After sitting still for a while, noticing that the sky was indeed getting darker, Qi Tianlin finally stood up, supporting himself against the wall, slung his rifle over his back, and descended to the ground

He quickly peeked out and then withdrew, the scene he had just glimpsed in the blink of an eye was deeply etched in his mind

Compared to those who come to search for items, Qi Tianlin's advantage lies in the fact that he had previously visited the kitchen of the cafeteria under the guidance of a fellow villager from the south

Eventually, things became increasingly chaotic, and the situation tightened. With the Western countries imposing sanctions again, I heard that in the later stages at the construction site, they were eating instant noodles every day, and white rice was served with pickled vegetables

Qi Tianlin lit a cigarette and realized that his hand was still trembling. He couldn't help but let out a self-deprecating laugh, realizing that he was not as strong and indifferent as he had imagined

Upon arriving at the factory area, the little girl sat down against the doorpost at the back of the factory. She drew her knees close to her body, leaning against the sun-heated concrete pillar. The warmth seemed unable to free her from the icy depths she had just come from, and she trembled all over, her dazed big eyes watching Qi Tianlin's movements.

Qi Tianlin turned his head to look at Tiya, who was trembling incessantly against her mother, and let out a deep sigh. He then gently moved the little girl away and closed her eyes with his hand, wrapping the body in a blanket and including the dagger in the bundle.

After moving aside three collapsed roof sections, he finally found a pile of food vacuum-sealed in the corner. This was something he knew at a glance upon entering, indicating that something had happened. The reason it had not been scavenged was that this corner had previously been used to store these items.

Not too much, just a few bags of rice flour and several boxes of instant noodles, each weighing fifty kilograms. The vacuum-sealed beverages and fruits and vegetables are basically unusable, but in between, there is one can of cola that was not damaged, and there are more than ten cans that are still drinkable. The rice flour and instant noodles are still edible.

Qi Tianlin exerted some effort to pry open the fingers of the still-warm corpse and retrieve the dagger. The woman's wide-open eyes were filled with anger, and there were clear strangulation marks on her neck. It seemed that the soldier, in a fit of rage after failing to assault her, had choked her to death. However, he did not expect that this lustful individual would then set his sights on a child.

However, there was no drowsiness. Qi Tianlin looked at the bloodstains on his hands and then at the rifle beside him; in just this short time, he had killed another person

Then make yourself a bowl of knife-cut noodles first

The little girl made no movements of resistance, only trembling silently, her eyes blankly watching all of Qi Tianlin's actions, with tears flowing down silently and slowly.

The young girl mhetushu . comcom has been watching him bury his mother, hugging her knees, with no expression at all

Qi Tianlin, lost in thought and glancing around, suddenly realized and touched his waist, drawing out the iron hammer. Holding it in his hand, he squinted his eyes and leaned against the wall behind him, slowly rubbing the electrical tape wrapped around the hammer's handle with his thumb. With his other hand, he took out a stone that seemed to originate from Otal, gently caressing it, and his heart gradually calmed down

Qi Tianlin patiently asked, "Can you cook by yourself?" The little girl seemed to be lost in thought, her eyes devoid of focus, making him feel that further questioning would be futile

Qi Tianlin effortlessly dug a hole in the yard, rubbed his hands, and squatted in front of Tiya: "Are there any relatives in town?" The little girl did not respond

The shooting accuracy of this FAL rifle is significantly higher than that of many AKs, and the ammunition is readily available on the African continent. It is indeed a good long gun that can be utilized recently. Opening the soldier's backpack, apart from the military uniform, there are no identification documents, two rifle magazines, three pistol magazines, and one hand grenade; there is nothing else of use. Qi Tianlin casually picked it up and burned it in the corner.

Indeed, while taking lives, one must also remind oneself that this is merely a job, and not to become engrossed in the thrill of killing. Over the years, many lives have vanished at the hands of Qi Tianlin, yet he still manages to maintain a certain aversion to killing, which is already a rare quality.