Chapter 1560 Target Kandaha

The aftermath of the explosion instantly rushed across the street and knocked Wang Hui and Li Hao to the ground.

The glass of shops along the street was hit.

A sharp sirens sounded from afar, and the armed forces of "students" rushed towards here quickly.

"Wang Hui! How are you?"

Before the smoke and dust had dissipated, Liu Dan rushed out like crazy and threw himself on Wang Hui.

At the moment of explosion and when Wang Hui fell to the ground, Liu Dan's heart was broken.

Although the explosion point is a street from Wang Hui, God knows whether there will be any broken car fragments piercing into his body.

Life and death are just in a moment.

Wang Hui lay down below, and Li Hao protected him with his body.

Sharif rushed out with a gun and loudly directed the armed personnel who had just arrived to block the surrounding neighborhoods.

In the midst of a busy and chaotic situation, many passers-by slowly recovered and quickly left the scene.

Terrorist attacks are as common as eating and drinking water in this country. Gunshots and explosions occur almost every day, and people die unexpectedly every day.

This is their life.

No hope.

"Wang Hui, say something!"

Liu Dan's eyes were so anxious that they were wet.

Li Hao flipped off Wang Hui and sat on the ground with a grin.

At this moment, he was covered in dust and hissing and sucking in the cold air. His clothes on his arms were torn to pieces by the shock wave, and some blood was flowing.

Skin trauma.

"Boss, how are you?"

He came to Wang Hui's side.

Wang Hui leaned on the ground, slowly turned over and looked at the sky.

There was horror in his eyes.

The explosion just now brought him back to reality.

Yes, this is Afghanistan, a mountain country that has experienced decades of war.

There are terrorist attacks here every day, and people die every day.

"Wang Hui, how are you?"

Liu Dan let out a lighter voice.

She didn't see the scene just now.

But Wang Hui saw it.

He saw the car explode with his own eyes, and saw the little girl thrown onto the wall like a tattered rag doll.

It seems that there is a broken arm flying into the air.

Wang Hui held his knees and stood up straight with difficulty, looking at the explosion point.

He saw the little girl lying at the base of a wall seven or eight meters away from the car, tilting her head and motionless.

The car is burning.

There was a broken arm on the ground in front of the car.

A groan of pain came from the injured person not far away.

Blood, flame, wail, pain.

Injury, death, helplessness, fatigue.

It is no exaggeration to use all the negative emotions and words that humans can think of at this moment.

The vendor who was still calculating today's income one second ago lost one leg the next, and his life will become more difficult in the future.

The young man who was chatting with his companion the other second ago was slapped on his body by the blown-off car door, and the scars will remain on his skin forever.

The girl who was still communicating with Wang Hui a second ago will never wake up.

A bomb placed in a hidden part of a car has changed the lives of many people.

The black smoke is still permeating.

Armed personnel are helping the wounded evacuate the scene.

The sound of the ambulance flute seemed to come from a distance.

Sharif shouted to let everyone leave the scene and go to a safe place.

Wang Hui's eyes were filled with tears, and he walked step by step towards the little girl under the wall.

Li Hao stood in front of him, his eyes extremely alert.

At this time, no one can stop Wang Hui.

Liu Dan dragged his limping legs and grabbed his arm tightly.

It's getting closer and closer.

The little girl's death was already very clear.

Wang Hui was in tears.

He was obviously not familiar with her, but he clearly had no clear communication with each other.

He didn't even know what she was called.

The little girl's body was slightly curled up, her right arm was bloody and empty, and her neck and body formed a strange angle.

The left hand is always protected on the abdomen.

Just at this moment, the armed personnel came to clean up the bodies.

They were wearing gloves and a square towel covering their mouths and noses, and their eyes were calm and numb.

If you don’t have time to be sad for others, maybe they will die tomorrow.

When moving the corpse, the little girl's arm was pried apart.

Exposed what he had been protecting - the food Wang Hui gave her.

Although, only the plastic bag remains.

The food had long disappeared at the moment of the explosion.

Liu Dan turned his head and covered his mouth and cried.

Li Hao also tried hard to suck his nose, and tears were still falling.

At the moment of death, the little girl subconsciously protected the unexpected meal... No one could hold back.

"If...we accepted her just now, she wouldn't have died, right?"

Wang Hui murmured.

A strong self-blame teared his heart.

Even if the little girl was asked to walk to her just now, instead of him, she would not die.

Across the street, she should be able to survive and continue her life.

However, there is no if.

Before the deceased's family arrived, Wang Hui was taken away by Sharif.

This kind of scene has always been a bit embarrassing for outsiders to see.

On the way, Liu Dan kept sobbing.

Wang Hui, said nothing.

Sharif comforted them as usual.

"Someone will soon declare responsibility for the incident..." Sharif scratched his face, "It was initially determined to be a time bomb."

He could probably guess what Wang Hui was thinking, so he smiled slightly: "No one will die without the permission of Allah. Allah has destined everyone's life."

This is the scripture.

Wang Hui slowly raised his head: "There is no name engraved on her tombstone, right?"

After listening to the translation, Sharif pursed his lips and looked back at Wang Hui calmly. He did not answer, but he had already answered.

“I have a request.”

Wang Hui rubbed his face hard, "Give me some of the little girl's relics."
To be continued...