Chapter 803: Shall We Go Home?

Rumble!

Smack!

Syllable!

The battlefield outside the building, the corridor inside the building, and the scorched earth baptized by fire are all full of tragedy and tragedy.

Even in this office, far from the war, it is impossible to avoid falling into it.

More than a dozen corpses lay on the ground, their necks cut by the cold blades. Blood has clotted in the throat. It looks not only cautious, but also disgusting.

In the middle of them, there was a general with a burst of brains.

The general was dying, and his face was full of unwillingness and grief. It seems that he is resentful of his fate.

Tick.

Tick.

The wall clock on the wall is walking unhurriedly. It was only 12 o'clock at noon. In many places, in many scenes. It's a happy time for family lunch. And in this area, the only thing left is death.

Is the world fair? It's not fair.

Otherwise, why do some people live happily and securely, while others are displaced and miserable all their lives?

Is the world unfair? Fair.

Some people got it. But it was also lost. Some people lose and get it.

What you have, you have to lose. And loss is not necessarily God's injustice.

"Hmm-"

A sharp heart-rending pain in his chest. It hurt so much that he couldn't faint to death.

He knew he wasn't going to die. At least not to be killed by this shot. But he doubted that he would die of pain.

He was wearing body armor. Sharks know it too.

But the shark is not a sharpshooter after all. He could hit Lin Ze's body with one shot. But he didn't know how to hit Lin Ze in the head with a shot. So he knew that Lin Ze had body armor, but he still chose to hit his body.

Thankfully. The bullets in his gun can penetrate body armor. Although it is impossible to blow up Lin Ze's body with one shot. But it can make him uncomfortable and want to die.

Blood gushed out of his mouth.

Lin Ze guessed that his sternum might have been cracked.

The power of that shot was amazing. Even if there is body armor defense, it still can't stop the terrible stamina.

Chest tightness and dizziness, Lin Ze was so uncomfortable.

He struggled to get up from the ground, his bloodied hands propping himself up on his chair and sitting down.

"Whew-"

Lin Ze exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity and looked at the shark with a blade pierced in his chest. He couldn't help but laugh.

"Ahem—ahem." As soon as he touched the corners of his mouth, his chest and throat were dry and tumbling.

"What are you laughing at?" The shark asked weakly.

His spotless suit was stained bright red with blood. The originally radiant face was lifeless. Obviously, Lin Ze's knife caused him irreparable damage. The only thing he could do now was sit on the couch and wait for him to die.

"Laugh at you for being proud of the world, but you are going to die in this place where birds don't." Lin Ze said viciously.

He's not the same as a shark.

His life was extremely difficult. There are so many scars on his body that ordinary people can't imagine.

So this shot won't kill him.

"What's so terrible about dying?" The shark said weakly. "In my life, I am afraid of loneliness. Not dead. ”

Lin Ze didn't say anything.

Lonesome.

It's not just sharks that are afraid. He was also afraid.

Who in this world is not afraid of loneliness?

Some people are not afraid of poverty. There are people who are not afraid of hard work. There are also people who are not afraid of death. But almost everyone is afraid of loneliness.

"Hmm-"

Lin Ze got up with difficulty, moved to the shark's side, and sat down.

Flutter!

Pull the blade out of the shark's chest. It provoked another burst of shark blood.

"At the rate at which you're bleeding, you'll live for about five minutes."

Coo-goo-goo.

Lin Ze picked up the red wine on the coffee table to clean the blood on the blade and disinfect it. He then lit a lighter, burned the blade, and sanitized it a second time.

After a minute of preparation. Lin Ze ripped off the body armor. Stab the blade in the chest, dig out the bullet ...

Bang dang!

Bullets fall to the ground. Lin Ze exhaled a breath of turbid air in a cold sweat. Bandage the wound with a pre-prepared rag. Raise the bottle of freshly opened red wine and drink it binge.

From beginning to end, the shark was silent. He just quietly watched Lin Ze's every move.

He couldn't move. I didn't have much strength to speak.

With every word, he felt the pain in his chest grow. The brain is also getting heavy.

He knows. Talking only hastened death. If you don't speak, you will still die. There will be no more opportunities to speak in the future.

"I finally know why you're alive today." The shark said weakly.

"Why?" Lin Ze, who drank half a bottle of red wine, came back to his senses.

Alcohol is a good thing that numbs a person's pain and also energizes people.

"Your life is too hard." Shark said.

Lin Ze grinned and said, "You only found out today?" ”

The shark smiled, "I'm sorry I can't witness your confrontation with that big shot." ”

"No regrets." Lin Ze exhaled a breath of turbidity. "In our Chinese country, the elderly always want to see their children get married and have children. Otherwise, you will not be willing to die. It's a shame to go. But when I have a grandson, I hope to watch my grandson go to high school and college, and I can't wait to see my grandson get married and have children. It's best to be able to hold a great-grandson. ”

"But people have to die eventually. How can you die without regrets? Lin Ze lit a cigarette, poured a large sip of red wine, and said. Let's go on the road with peace of mind. Went to hell. There will be a lot of people who will come to you for their lives. ”

"Paying for your life?" The shark's face is radiant. It's like a shark that Lin Ze saw for the first time. Domineering. Stand out from it all.

"Up there they are afraid of me. To hell, they are not afraid? ”

The shark died.

Uttering those overbearing words, he took his last breath.

Lin Ze knew that the shark was killed by humans. Killed by his allies. But the shark never complained.

Maybe it's a shark who never knows what it means to complain. Complaining is always the job of losers. Successful people, excellent people, unrivaled people. Never complain. No matter how much grievance there is, no matter how bitter it is, I only swallow it in my stomach.

……

Zzzzzz.

On the way downstairs, Lin Ze smelled the smell of burning. What I saw was devastation. Lying on the ground were the rebels, as well as the Tiger Battalion brothers.

Lin Ze stumbled downstairs carrying the bottle of wine. At the door of the hall, I saw Ye Long sitting on the ground weakly.

The captain of the Tiger Battalion leaned his back against the wall, a cigarette between his bloodied fingers, smoking blankly.

On the stairs next to him, seven or eight Tiger Battalion brothers sat vaguely. Everyone had a cigarette in their pocket. He looked haggard and depressed and smoked a cigarette. Silent.

The original open land was extremely empty. But at this moment, there are piles of corpses. The land is charred yellow. Black smoke is constantly emitted. The flames burned the sky red. It's like going to an ancient battlefield. Bleak and tragic.

"Dead?" Ye Long raised his head and looked at Lin Ze.

"Dead." Lin Ze said hoarsely.

"Good death." Ye Long took a hard puff of his cigarette.

Lin Ze found that Ye Long's left arm was hanging weakly on his leg, motionless. His brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't ask.

Can anyone be immune to this battle?

Can this battle be unscathed?

Lin Ze's mouth was bitter for a while. Survival is a gift from God, right?

More than 400 people were brought. Now there are only seven or eight left. It was the worst battle the Tiger Battalion had ever experienced. It is also the most tragic battle Lin Ze has experienced in his life.

Sitting next to Ye Long and smoking, Lin Ze also fell into a subtle distraction.

Ding Ding Ding...

A crisp and melodious sound of bells broke the strange dullness. A woman in white walked over with Section Chief Fang, who was known to everyone in the Tiger Camp.

Fang Susu walked ahead. The woman in white followed quietly behind her.

Fang Susu walked all the way and cried all the way.

Lying on the ground, many Fang Susu knew it. Some of them even joked with her. Chatted.

Not seeing a familiar face, her heart sank. Until I saw seven or eight members of the Tiger Battalion sitting weakly at the gate. Fang Susu's tears fell like rain, and she didn't move at all.

"Maybe I say goodbye and will never come back.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Maybe I fell down and couldn't get up again.

Do you still want to look forward to it forever?

If so. Don't mourn.

On the banner of the republic, there is our blood-stained demeanor. ”

Fang Susu choked and hummed softly, staring at the Tiger Battalion soldiers with a paralyzed expression in a blurred look, feeling distressed.

Listening to Fang Susu's soft hum, those Tiger Battalion soldiers gradually came back to their senses, opened their chapped lips, and sang along with Fang Susu.

"Maybe my eyes. You can't open your eyes again.

Do you understand my silent feelings?

Maybe I will not be able to wake up from a long sleep.

Do you believe that I have become a mountain? ”

At first, it was just a sparse singing. to later. One by one, the fighters stood up. The eyes looked intently to the east, sonorous and powerful.

"If so, don't be sad!

In the soil of the republic, there is the love we give!

If so, don't be sad!

On the banner of the republic, there is our blood-stained demeanor! Blood-stained - demeanor! ”

Fang Susu cried.

The fighters also cried.

For the dead brothers. for their persistent spirit.

Ding Ding Ding...

The crisp bell rang again. The woman in white walked barefoot, through the burning flames, stepped on the blood-stained land, and faced the scorching cold wind, step by step, to the warriors on the stairs.

Reach out and uncover the silver face that hides the perfect jade face. Raising his face, he smiled cleanly and innocently, "Shall we go home?" ”

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