At this time, a soldier in camouflage uniform came in with a food basket, and put things in through the space of the iron bar, and the food was very rich, a roast chicken, two pieces of barbecue, and a bottle of liquor.

Looking at the sumptuous food in front of him, Tang Shilong asked suspiciously, "How can your food be so rich today?" ”

"Old fellow, this is a severed head, and you're out of luck. The general is in a happy mood now, and plans to take off your human skin and light a sky lantern to celebrate at the celebration party in the evening, so enjoy this last meal, even if you die, be a full ghost, don't be a starving ghost. The soldier said with a sneer, and turned to leave.

"Damn, I didn't think that such a rich meal turned out to be a decapitated meal, and I thought that when I went back to ancient times and cut off my head, I said how could these bastards be so kind? Those who have meat and wine serve Lao Tzu. Tang Shilong scolded loudly.

"Don't make noise, old thing, eat your last meal well, even if you quarrel all the time, it's useless, no one can save you. If I were you, I'd just eat everything, take a good sleep, and wait for the beheading to come. The soldier on guard in the distance shouted impatiently.

"It's really a wretch, I didn't think that I, Tang Shilong, would die at the hands of these drug dealers." Tang Shilong scolded, with some despair in his eyes.

After calming down, Tang Shilong looked at Lang Xingtian and found that Lang Xingtian was lying there indifferently, very calm, and didn't care about what happened just now.

"Damn, I'm so old, I've experienced ups and downs, and I don't have the determination of a young man, and I've lived to a dog all these years, I'm really more and more afraid of death." Tang Shilong sighed and said.

Then Tang Shilong looked at the wall and sat down, his eyes looked ahead, and he muttered in a low voice: "The war back then was really cruel, all the comrades-in-arms were sacrificed, the squad leader, platoon leader, and company commander all died in battle, only I survived, my life was given by them, it is already a great blessing to live for so many decades, and I am much luckier than those comrades-in-arms who sacrificed." It's just that I didn't think about it, I didn't die on the battlefield, but I died at the hands of these damn drug dealers, and I guess I would be laughed at by them when I went underground. ”

Tang Shilong sat there quietly, with nostalgia on his face, excitement, and unwilling to wait.

"Old man, have you fought in wars and been on the battlefield before?" Lang Xingtian suddenly spoke.

"Well, I fought in the war." Tang Shilong came back to his senses and said lonely.

"Take these things and eat them, I'm a dying person, what's the use of eating these things? These foods are good for you and can help you recover a bit. Tang Shilong seemed reluctant to mention the previous war, so he changed the topic and said.

War is an eternal pain in the heart, although defending the family and defending the country, dying on the battlefield, and shrouding the body in horse leather, it is the dream of a hot-blooded man and the honor of a soldier. But war is cruel after all, watching his comrades fall one by one, leaving him, and dying on the way to the charge.

That feeling is so helpless and painful, how many families have been torn apart by the war, Tang Shilong has never been willing to mention the battlefield, if it weren't for the fact that he was about to die today, I'm afraid he wouldn't recall the tragic war.

Lang Xingtian was not polite, he directly picked up the roast chicken with his hand and gnawed it, then picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Tang Shilong and said, "You can also eat a little to recover your strength." ”

Hearing Lang Xingtian's words, Tang Shilong was very strange: "I'm a person who is going to die, what physical strength do I need to recover?" Is it time to go to that General Kungang desperately? ”

Although he was puzzled, but seeing Lang Xingtian intently nibbling on the roast chicken, Tang Shilong didn't ask, and took the barbecue and ate it slowly.

While eating barbecue, Tang Shilong also observed Lang Xingtian from time to time, looking at Lang Xingtian who was gobbling up, the young face, Tang Shilong's eyes were full of complex emotions such as curiosity and regret.

Tang Shilong could see that Lang Xingtian was a person with a story and had many secrets, but Lang Xingtian was obviously reluctant to tell it, and Tang Shilong was unwilling to ask deeply, after all, everyone has their own secrets.

"Little Brother Xingtian, you are a good child, if my children have half of yours, no, one-tenth of your ability and tenacious mind, it will be good." Tang Shilong sighed and said.

Comparing Lang Xingtian in front of him with his own children, he found that there was really a big gap, although Lang Xingtian was much younger than them, but Tang Shilong could feel that in terms of ability and mind, Lang Xingtian was much better than his own children.

Lang Xingtian glanced up at Tang Shilong, did not speak, and then lowered his head and continued to nibble on the roast chicken.

Soon, Lang Xingtian wolfed down the roast chicken, picked up the liquor on the ground, tore off a piece of tattered clothes on his body, and then slowly wet it with liquor, and began to slowly wipe the wounds on his body. Lang Xingtian's body was constantly trembling, his face was covered with sweat, and he kept falling to the ground.

Tang Shilong stared blankly at Leng Tianfang's movements, and a painful snort made Tang Shilong come back to his senses, and his heart couldn't help but surge with waves. This kind of liquor, Tang Shilong knows, is a kind of inferior liquor in Yunnan and Yunnan, the degree is very high, and wiping a wound with this liquor is no less than sprinkling a handful of salt on the wound. But the young man in front of him was there silently and slowly wiping every wound, which ordinary people would never be able to do.

This ruthlessness, this tenacious mind, and super endurance are absolutely terrifying, even Tang Shilong, who has seen countless lives and deaths, thinks that he is far from being able to compare. Tang Shilong thought that he had a very high evaluation of Lang Xingtian, and he didn't think about it or underestimate Lang Xingtian.

Tang Shilong was awakened by a painful snort, and hurriedly said, "Little brother Xingtian, let me help you,"

"No need, thank you, I'll do it myself." Lang Xingtian endured the pain and refused in a low voice.

Time passed slowly, Tang Shilong watched Lang Xingtian clean the wound numbly, and finally the wound was almost cleaned, and the wound behind Lang Xingtian was also cleaned so-so. A bottle of wine was almost used up, and the remaining few sips of wine were poured into Lang Xingtian's mouth with his head raised, and Lang Xingtian's pale face finally turned a little red.

Lang Xingtian looked very weak, looked at Tang Shilong and said, "Old man, I want to rest for a while, when it gets dark, please wake me up." ”

"Okay, no problem, you can rest in peace, I'll wake you up when the time comes." Tang Shilong hurriedly responded.

"Thank you, old man." After speaking, Lang Xingtian slowly lay on the grass layer, and soon fell asleep, sleeping very quietly, but the painful expression on his face did not weaken at all.

Looking at Lang Xingtian, who had already fallen asleep, the shock in Tang Shilong's heart couldn't calm down for a long time. Looking at Lang Xingtian's young face, Tang Shilong couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart: "This young man has a strong personality, a tough mind, and is decisive and ruthless. If he can survive this time, this young man will have some earth-shattering achievements in the future. ”

Tang Shilong leaned lightly against the wall, picked up the barbecue that had just fallen on the ground, and ate it without a bite.

"Although I have long since stopped taking life and death to heart, on the battlefield back then, bullets and bullets, artillery fire, countless injuries, countless brushes with death, I have already seen through life and death, but I didn't think that decades later, when I really faced the loss of my life, I was so uncalm, I didn't have the courage to see death as home, and even a young man couldn't compare." Tang Shilong had a self-deprecating look on his face.

"Tang Shilong, you are a soldier, even if you have not participated in a war for more than 20 years, but you were a soldier, you are still and will be, even if you die, you are also a soldier. Tang Shilong, you are not a bad breed, you are still the scout who dares to fight and kill. Your comrades-in-arms have all sacrificed, so you represent the Iron and Blood Company, all your comrades-in-arms, the honor of the Iron and Blood Company, and the spirit of the Iron and Blood Company. ”

"The Iron and Blood Company has disappeared, but the spirit of the Iron and Blood Company will always be there, forever floating on the original battlefield and spreading in the hot land of China." Tang Shilong's momentum slowly became stronger, and the whole person was no longer like an old man in the twilight, but now he was like an iron-blooded warrior, sharp, looking at death as home, moving forward bravely, and never retreating.

When Tang Shilong's momentum leaked out, Lang Xingtian, who was lying on the grass layer, suddenly opened his eyes and found that it was emanating from Tang Shilong's body, Lang Xingtian frowned suspiciously, did not speak, and then fell asleep with his eyes closed. It can be seen how high Lang Xingtian's alertness is, perhaps it is a conditioned reflex formed in a long-term dangerous environment.

Tang Shilong leaned at Lang Xingtian, always immersed in his inner world, so he didn't feel that Lang Xingtian woke up.

"When the time comes, I'm going to go and meet this arrogant drug lord on the border, who is sacred?" Tang Shilong slowly reined in the momentum on his body and said in a low voice. The whole person once again became the ordinary old man before.

Through the light of the small window of the cell, Tang Shilong knew that the sky was slowly darkening, and the time he also existed in this world was slowly decreasing.

The sun slowly set from the sky to the west, and the red light of the evening shone in through the small window, sprinkling on the bodies of Lang Xingtian and Tang Shilong, shining brightly.