This is a particularly narrow and narrow passage, at first it can accommodate two people to walk down about ten meters side by side, and then the passage becomes extremely narrow, so narrow that people can only half-squat with their heads down or crawl over, compared with the two, it is easier to climb over. And this passage that I climbed through was up.

This is clearly deliberately built to do so.

"Faith. Shorke climbed in front, and he was obviously familiar with the crawling of this part of the journey, so he didn't have Yan Jiucheng's surprise and curiosity: "This posture is to respect their gods, so that no one will disrespect their faith." ”

Yan Jiucheng found that the stone road on the ground of this narrow passage of about ten meters that needed to be climbed into was very smooth, and there was a burst of faint fragrance from the passage, which smelled like some kind of sandalwood.

It was the first place in his war zone where he did not smell an unpleasant odor.

After climbing through this narrow passage, there was a sudden explosion in front of me, an underground hall about the size of two basketball courts appeared in front of me, the top of the underground hall opened the window, very bright, the four walls were covered with gray coarse cloth, and dense words were not written.

Yan Jiucheng stepped forward and took a closer look, and found that what was written on it was actually the heroic deeds of the war zone.

"Bross, in the confrontation with XX in XX years, was not afraid of death, he heroically took * to clash with the enemy army, and bravely went to justice. ”

"Helen, although she is a woman, was not afraid of death when she fought with xx in xx years, for the sake of ......"

The entire hall records at least three hundred deaths, and under each person's introduction, there will be several large or small handprints.

"Are they soldiers?" asked Yan Jiucheng.

"No, it's all civilians. ”

"Civilians?!" Yan Jiucheng looked at Shorke in surprise, it is not surprising that civilians died in the war, there have been enough reports over the years, but how can civilians be martyrs?

"As long as you're an adult, especially an adult man, there are three paths here. The first way, join the black organization, you have food, the second way, don't join anywhere, wait for death, the third way......" Sholk pointed to the name hanging on the wall.

In addition to joining a black organization, you either wait to die or die.

"Can't they join the government army?" Yan Jiucheng was a little puzzled, there have been wars here for many years, and it stands to reason that civilians enlisting in the army is just what the army needs.

"Afraid of moles. The governments of the three countries don't use civilians in this area, and besides, you can't recruit much here, and it will also provoke criticism from international public opinion, so it's not worth it, so they all send troops from other parts of the country. ”

If government forces can't enlist, it seems that only black organizations can join. Otherwise, you can only add the kind of ground head snake to the common people, but the plate of the ground head snake is too small, and it is still difficult to eat with a mouthful of food.

There is no water, no electricity, and no food in this place, and how can we survive by airdropping food from the government army from time to time? Especially families with wives and children.

"That'...... What about finding a job? It's often rebuilt, there's jobs, and there's jobs in the villas. Yan Jiucheng pointed to the entrance of the cave: "There are also people in the mine, right?"

Sholk laughed and pointed to the dense list on the wall: "Do you see the handprints behind these lists?"

Yan Jiucheng nodded, there are some large or small handprints behind each name, some have a little more after the name, some have a little less, but each one has it.

"There are a lot of jobs, but they all give priority to the relatives of these people, to the relatives of heroes. ”

These people are civilian wars, and the so-called civilian wars are the vanguard of war, also known as cannon fodder, and they are also densely distributed throughout the war zone*. Although joining a civilian team does not mean that your name will appear on the wall, at least you can protect your family with a gun in your hand.

It's better than nothing.

If you're lucky, you rush to the front and become a hero during the battle, and your family will have the opportunity to work when you are recruited at the post.

"In addition to weddings, there will also be recruitment of private teams in the underground auditorium. Sholk's voice was heavy, there are lovers here who can have a small world to hold a simple wedding, and there are also recruits who are ready to die at any time to join the civil war.

"Many young couples have been married before God, and the groom joins the civil society. ”

Yan Jiucheng then understood why these people would queue up for such a long time, and even queue for seven or eight hours to squeeze into the underground auditorium, the old and young were for the five pieces of bread, and the young people were for joining the civil organization.

I longed for my glorious death.

What kind of world is this? Yan Jiucheng's nose was sour, and he looked at the dense words on the wall, and every line was the disappearance of a life! But the disappearance of every life can bring benefits to his family.

What kind of world is this? So cruel.

"All three auditoriums are the same, right?"

"Yes, three countries are fighting, how can civilians escape?"

In order to die, the young people who did their best to squeeze in were ready to die.

Good luck, I finally squeezed in and had a chance to die.

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The auditorium was densely packed with more than 200 people, some of whom were bleeding, so it was not easy to squeeze in, and when the bell rang, everyone knelt down and fell to the ground.

The whole world fell silent.

In order to respect their beliefs, Yan Jiucheng and Xiao Erke also knelt down and put one hand on their chests.

The sound of prayer rang out at the same time as the bell struck the ninth time, and the surroundings were filled with unfamiliar languages, but somehow, when the pious prayer rang out at the same time in this small underground auditorium, the sound echoed around as if God really existed.

The prayers of the people in the two auditoriums next door also rang out at the same time.

People from the same area, the same language, and the same kind of faith, after they walked out of this auditorium, they met each other in arms, and they were incompatible.

As the prayers sounded, sobs began to sound all around, and finally there were wailings, and at the same time, the sound of weeping came from the two auditoriums next door.

Everyone fell to their knees, and some of them were crying so hard that they inhaled the dust from the ground into their noses and coughed violently.

Little Gesang in the distance was crying, his little body kneeling in a corner, trembling with crying.

What can anyone do without saying a word, but weeping and pleading with God?

The power of religion is especially useful in times of despair, when your loved one dies and religion tells you that he is not dead, that his soul is in a beautiful place, which gives you peace of mind.

When your loved one is sick, you have a place to pray, to ask for blessings, as if to ask for a prayer and the illness will be cured. Religion gives you that hope.

When you are in a war zone, there is a god, as if there is hope.

At this time, Xiao Erke's body, which was kneeling beside Yan Jiucheng, suddenly shook rather strangely, attracting Yan Jiucheng's attention at once.

[I may have slept in a strange position last night, but today the stiff neck is particularly strong, and I really can't stand up my head and write less. I'm sorry. The next chapters, after describing the scenes, will be high and will burst into tears, preparing for the end of the fourth volume in four chapters. 】