That Rao promised, after opening his eyes again, this was the first image that Andre saw.

The memories in his mind searched forward, and all he could remember was the shouts of the sergeants and the whistle of the charge, and the thousands of compatriots and comrades of the regiment climbing the ladder to leave the trench, holding rifles and fearlessly charging at the enemy's machine guns and barbed wire hundreds of meters away.

Then, there was the faint roar of cannonballs, and hundreds of cannonballs that rained down like black iron in the sky directly ahead, and the scream that frightened Quan Po's heart like the call of death.

Then, in the violent explosions, shock waves, and blinding flashes, the ground shook beneath his feet, the air seemed to burn, his consciousness disappeared in that instant, and his body lost consciousness like a marionette with a broken wire.

The troops were being shelled by enemy troops, and that's it.

"Painful ......"

There was a feeling of pain all over the body and bones falling apart, but fortunately there was no damage caused by shrapnel, just the wind and shock wave that had blown it over after the explosion.

But even so, it didn't feel as good as expected.

Fragmented memories echoed in his head, and the face and voice of his beloved Rao were scattered among them, and Andrew, who had fallen into the muddy water with his sludge-stained rifle, was still rolling and squirming, trying to adjust his posture to wake up from the humming sound that almost tore his head apart.

The hearing that had not yet been restored could only be heard with hazy shouts and roars.

Leaning against the slope of the crater, Andre gradually pulled his consciousness back to the gray sky, looking at the flesh and stumps wrapped in mud and rags in front of him, and clearly recognized his situation-

War, he's in this damn war.

"31st Infantry Division...... My troops, our people ......"

He noticed that the pieces of clothing on the pile of meat in front of him had a dirty sword-like mark, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was the logo of the 31st Infantry Division.

Then this pile of meat that is completely unrecognizable in human form seems to be the unlucky guy who just caught the enemy shell, and now even if this person is a brother in the same platoon, he may not be able to recognize it.

"Damn, I wish you had put the suicide note in your boots, man. ”

After a few seconds of silence, Andre checked the rifle magazine and confirmed that there were copper-shelled bullets inside, then adjusted his posture and stood up in his uncomfortable soaked military uniform.

He looked at the hellish scene around him, and the reality of the phrase "war is hell" grew stronger.

"Ah!! my legs!!!

"John, John, wake up, wake up!"

"Medic, get here, there's someone injured here!"

The cries and roars of the wounded and the soldiers mingled through the war-torn scorched earth.

The wreckage of burning chariots, blackened and broken dead wood, dozens or hundreds of soldiers fought in this muddy land, firing at each other with various firearms, slashing and stabbing each other with sapper shovels and bayonets, and even scuffling and tearing each other with fists.

"Die to Lao Tzu! Die!

"For the king and the country!"

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"Imperial brutes! all die!

One person rode on the other, suppressed the other with all his strength, picked up a stone next to him and threw it in his face repeatedly, until the guy's face was smashed into a bloody blur, until the lively guy no longer resisted, he didn't stop, as if he was paralyzing his nerves, he only knew to repeat one action.

"Why I'm here and why ......"

"Stop! Stop!

Shocked by the true cruelty and madness of war, the guys either shrank in the corner and shried and cried because of the shells, or walked on the battlefield in a daze of bullets like a walking corpse, and then were shot and killed by soldiers on the verge of madness who were aroused to kill until the last breath.

Your pressure comes from, you can't be self-disciplined, you just pretend to work hard, and the status quo can't keep up with your inner desires, so you are anxious and panicked I paid 3000 wages today, and all of them were transferred to the goddess, I thought she would thank me for my 3000, but she could receive a total of 10,000 2, because she still has 3 licking dogs. Yellow soup pours into its mouth, and this thing is the most sobering dog. The sugar is high and Mo stepped forward, not giving a point of sweetness. If you want to go up, please don't be the first, I have a thin soup Xiang, now I don't hide it anymore, this thing is difficult to find, I want to make it taste. If you have Xiang, please don't hide it anymore, go up with me, and give it to the young man.

But the battle continues, this never-before-seen, bloody and brutal war continues.

Tanks roared into the mud of flesh, biplanes circled in the gray sky, and thousands of soldiers fell to the stormy fire of machine-gun positions on the way to the charge, giving their most precious lives for their country.

Even if the tattered national flag has long been poured in the river of blood, it will not be stained.

"Ah!!!h

"Bang!"

The detached rifle bullet pierced the man's fragile uniform and body, and the cavity effect caused by the bullet tore apart the organs, flesh, and nerves in the body. The eardrum-shattering gunshot rang out, and the man also faced the ground with his face to the ground, the smoke drifting from the muzzle of the gun, and the blood flowing from his body, soaking into the scorched earth Zheng full of the smell of gunsmoke

Looking at the enemy soldiers who died without even crying out in pain, Andrei had palpitations, and then he remembered that when he was still in the training camp and was about to go to the front, the instructor had lived with them, which could be used as a parting gift.

"Let's go, frontline pigs, this is war. ”

He still can't forget this sentence, a parting message that explains everything in front of him.

"Ah, is this war?" looked at his own hands, which were clenched with his rifle and had just pulled the trigger, and Andrei felt uncomfortable, as if they were stained with blood and sin, emitting a bloody smell of rot that made him almost vomit.

But even then he could only continue to fight, raising his rifle, aiming at the enemy shadow, and pulling the trigger again and again.

Bullet casings were thrown to the ground, and the shoulders became sore after countless impacts, and the load and consumption of the battle on the body was so exhausting, but only the dead could fall on this battlefield.

In order to obtain the greatest treasure of this world, those people did not hesitate to sacrifice everything they could, and to obtain an apology that they could obtain, no one in this world could organize them to do so. 」