Chapter 297: The Road to Hell (2)

Mo Xiaosheng wore a black hood, and with the support of Liang Shangjun and Tie Wu, he stepped on knee-deep snow in the jungle for nearly two hours before stopping.

"Brother Mo, it's here." Liang Shangjun took off Mo Xiaosheng's hood.

"Right here?" Mo Xiaosheng was very confused.

There is no valley here, it is an open field at the foot of the mountain, and a low grass hut sits on the open land, giving people a feeling of loneliness and loneliness. There was not a single beast on the thick snow outside the door, and there was no sign of life here.

There was no one in the hut, and a pile of firewood was piled up on the right-hand side of the door. In the center of the hut is an iron shelf, on which a kettle hangs. In the innermost part of the hut is a wooden bed with a futon on the bed.

This thatched hut and the furnishings in the house made Mo Xiaosheng understand that this was not the Valley of Death, but a place like a transit station.

That is, the structure of this organization is tight. Liang Shangjun and the others are only responsible for bringing the people selected by the organization here, and they have no right to walk into the Valley of Death. And the next group of people who pick them up are the core characters of Death Valley.

"Brother, I can only send you here." Liang Shangjun lit the fire, and let Tie Wu fill the pot with snow and hang it on the iron frame.

Mo Xiaosheng lay on the bed and didn't speak, he was analyzing who made this organization? What is the purpose?

"To be honest, brother, you are the only one I hope to leave the Valley of Death alive, and I even regret a little that I shouldn't have captured you." Liang Shangjun roasted his hands and glanced up at Mo Xiaosheng.

"From now on, you have entered a dangerous period, your life is in danger at every moment, you must always be vigilant, and you must keep one eye open when you sleep." Liang Shangjun reminded, showing concern.

"How far is this from the Valley of Death?" Mo Xiaosheng was lying on the wooden bed, not very nervous.

"I haven't been into the Valley of Death, and I don't know how far it is?" Liang Shangjun looked up at Mo Xiaosheng again, and admonished: "Remember, on the way to the Valley of Death, be careful. Of the four people I sent, three dead and one seriously wounded, none of them made it to the Valley of Death. ”

"I see that you don't want to be as bad as I thought you were." Mo Xiaosheng sat up and said with interest.

Liang Shangjun looked at Mo Xiaosheng calmly, and was silent for a while before saying: "There is no absolute definition of whether a person is good or bad, and no one regards an opponent as a good person.

"Take you as an example, in the eyes of the Japanese, you are a bandit who destroys the order of Manchuria, kills people and sets fires, and wants to get rid of them as soon as possible.

"In the eyes of the Anti-United Nations fighters, you are a combat hero who bravely killed the enemy, went deep behind the enemy many times, and made great achievements, and you are the idol in their hearts.

"I'm the same, I'm loyal to my organization, and I'll do anything for my organization, never in return. This is the power of faith, and different beliefs lead to different observations and judgments of things, as well as different opinions about good and bad. ”

"You're very set, and it's like it's true, but it's not right." Mo Xiaosheng smiled slightly: "The belief of our Anti-Japanese Federation is to drive the little devils out of China, so that the compatriots will no longer be trampled and ravaged by the little devils." It's for the public, not for a single person.

"As for whether it is good or bad, it is up to the toiling masses to decide. If the toiling masses are right, we will do it without hesitation. When the toiling masses say that they are wrong, we will avoid them and never touch them. Can your organization do this? ”

Liang Shangjun was silent again, lowered his head and thought for a long time: "You are also very good at speaking, and I am a little moved by what you say." However, Brother Mo, although we are each our own master, we have different opinions.

"However, after coming into contact with you, I can see that you are an iron-clad man, a true hero, and I respect you. So I hope you can get out of the valley of death alive, and you can take off my head at any time in the future, and I have no regrets. ”

Mo Xiaosheng smiled: "Lao Liang, why are you so pessimistic? I still say the same thing, as long as you don't kill innocents indiscriminately and do evil. I don't think I have a reason to kill you, because I know that you are not a little devil's dog, and you may still be an underground hero who kills devils.

"At the same time, I also analyzed that the place you sent me to should be a training base, and it may be devilish training, which can cause death and disability. But the ultimate goal is to put the trained fighters into the front line of killing devils. ”

"It's not a warrior, it's a dead soldier. To be transformed and in charge of the assassination operation. Liang Shangjun glanced at Mo Xiaosheng and quickly lowered his head.

"Is Xue Miao a dead soldier?" Mo Xiaosheng remembered Xue Miao, who was killed by Liang Shangjun.

"No, he, like me, is a peripheral person, and according to the organization's arrangement, he brought the object designated by the organization to the Valley of Death." Liang Shangjun still lowered his head and added firewood to the fire.

"How many people are on the periphery of your organization?" Mo Xiaosheng asked.

"I don't know, we're all one-lined." Liang Shangjun said.

Mo Xiaosheng didn't ask anymore, knowing that he couldn't ask any more results.

The thatched hut fell silent, and only the sound of the wind outside the house announced the cold of winter.

"This one hangs on your chest, and when someone asks where this thing came from, you tell him that he gave it to you blindly, and maybe he will help you once." Liang Shangjun took off a wolf tooth from his neck and threw it to Mo Xiaosheng.

Mo Xiaosheng looked at the wolf's teeth and hung them around his neck without hesitation: "I said you don't look like a bad person." ”

Liang Shangjun stood up, patted the dust on his body, sighed, and said to himself, "I don't know if I should help you?" What's wrong with me? ”

He suddenly turned his head and said solemnly, "Oh yes, there is not a single clean person in the Valley of Death, most of them are robbers who kill people without blinking, habitual thieves who sneak through the door. As far as I know, you are the first UB fighter to be sent to the Valley of Death.

"Remember, those who can survive in the Valley of Death are ruthless outlaws. When you do it with them, you must not be soft-hearted when you make a move, otherwise you will die. ”

Mo Xiaosheng nodded: "I'll write it down." If I make it out alive, I'll invite you to drink. ”

Liang Shangjun smiled bitterly: "I hope so." ”

He walked to the door and said to Tie Wu outside the door, "Send a signal, we should go back too." ”

"Hey." Iron Five removed the longbow from his back and shot an arrow into the sky.

"Brother Mo, don't try to escape after we leave, there are traps everywhere. One of the four men I sent was killed in a trap on the way out. After Liang Shangjun finished speaking, he turned around and left, and Tie Wu disappeared into the vast snowfield.

Half an hour later, four people came. One by one, they all had their backs and bears' waists, and their faces were angry. They had no weapons on them, but each of them had a bag of dry food. The bulging dry food was carried cross-body over the shoulder, and some were tied around the waist.

There should still be a long way to go, and it is not possible to get to the place in a day or two. From the bag of dry food carried by the other party, Mo Xiaosheng speculated. But the fact that the other party had no weapons made Mo Xiaosheng a little confused.

"Let's go." One of them said.

Mo Xiaosheng didn't speak, put on a sheepskin coat, and was sandwiched between the four of them and left the thatched hut.

He clipped his hands into the left and right cotton sleeves, and his right hand clutched the dagger hidden in the left sleeve, paying attention to the movements of the four of them.

Liang Shangjun told him that none of the four people he sent were sent into the Valley of Death, and they were all folded on the way into the Valley of Death, and he had to guard against it.

The road was calm, and the four people escorted did not say a word. When it was dark, they walked into another thatched hut.

The style of the thatched hut is the same as the first one, except that there are two people sitting in the thatched hut. They looked up at Mo Xiaosheng and shook their heads.

"How did you get such a thin-skinned and tender-fleshed sheep? Could it be Mo Xiaosheng? A man in the hut said.

"I am Mo Xiaosheng, not a sheep with fine skin and tender meat." Mo Xiaosheng was very unhappy with the contempt of the other party.

After four years of combat training, Mo Xiaosheng has grown from a small man of short stature to a big man of more than one meter and eight, the only thing that makes Mo Xiaosheng dissatisfied is that his long-term survival in the wild has not changed his skin quality, and it is still white and delicate.

The other person in the room laughed: "It's crazy, but it's useless to be crazy." With your small appearance, it's hard to say whether you can complete the road to hell. It's good to take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you can get to the Valley of Death, you may not be able to leave alive. ”

"How do you know if you don't try?" Mo Xiaosheng is neither humble nor arrogant, and he is iron-clad.

"What a ramble with him, newborn calf." The first person to speak looked at Mo Xiaosheng with contempt, but said to the four people who were escorting, "Are you ready?" ”

The four of them replied in unison, "Yes, it's ready." ”

The first person to speak in the hut casually pointed to a burly man among the four and said, "It's you, report your door." ”

The man who was pointed at stepped forward and said loudly: "I am from Qiqihar, I used to be a Jiangyang thief, and I have seven lives in my hands, two of which are women, who raped first and then killed.

A month ago, he was sent to Death Valley for special training. In the jousting in the Valley of Death, three people were killed by me. My code name is Blood Wolf, number 0063, Rank 3 Dead. ”

The people in the grass hut said to Mo Xiaosheng again: "Report your business name." ”

Mo Xiaosheng didn't understand what they were going to do, and questioned, "Don't you already know that I am Mo Xiaosheng?" ”

The man smiled and said, "I know it's useless, you need to let your opponent know." Because after he killed you, he needed to use your name to ask the above for promotion.

He is now a third-level Deadman, and if he kills you, he can be promoted to a fourth-level Deadman. In the Valley of Death, only level 10 Dead Warriors are eligible to choose whether to stay in the Valley of Death or choose to leave the Valley of Death through the Gate of the Blood Domain. ”

"What do you mean--" Mo Xiaosheng understood, but was still shocked.

"Yes, the four of them only brought the dry rations of the four of them, and you can only follow us into the Valley of Death if you kill one of them and replace the code and number of the person you killed. Or you are killed by him, and we drop your body and return to the Valley of Death. The first person to speak in the hut smiled slightly.