"Uh......" the soldier clutched his throat.

It seems to feel a little bad, but ......

"It'......s anthrax," I said.

"I'm grateful that you adore me, but there's nothing I can do......" I bowed my head and apologized to him.

Then the recruit spat out a mouthful of blood.

"And why are you?" He tugged at my collar and seemed to ask me why I didn't have these things.

"Wait...... You said that when you were a child, there was no decent war in the past 100 years, and it seems that you are not a foreigner...... Could it be ...... You're ......" He slashed my palm open with his nails, blood dripping.

He watched dumbfounded, it was only about 5 seconds from the blood flowing to the scab, although it had not healed, but it had already healed, he looked at me tremblingly and said, "The man in the stone ......"

I nodded and said, "Yes...... I'm the Man of the Stone......"

The recruit laughed, then seemed mocking, then seemed to be thinking about something, and then he cried again, as if sad, as if pleading, and then just said, "Help me......"

I lowered my head and said, "I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do......"

He grabbed me and said, "Can't you do that?" Didn't you sleep in the Stone for nearly 200 years? The book says that after the nuclear explosion, only three kinds of people survived, mutants, people from the Vault, and the last type of Man in the Stone......"

"You didn't hide in the shelter like those bullshit orcs and elves, you didn't hide in the shelter like those high-ranking officials, you survived with your wits, the embodiment of demons, demons who did not hesitate to slaughter civilians in pursuit of their lives, enslaved and killed others for pleasure, and had many means to avoid all kinds of dangers...... I'm willing to be a demon, really, as long as I can survive...... I'm willing to ......," the recruit said to me, crying.

I lowered my head and said, "Not everyone is Zhang Jie...... Nor is everyone interested in slavery...... As for the massacre of civilians, I don't deny it, however, I just can't help it...... The system of the Man in the Stone did not exist for war in the first place. ”

"No...... Don't you have a lot of ways to circumvent it? The recruit said with a shudder.

I nodded and said, "yes...... If I were a general, I wouldn't fight like this. ”

"No...... I mean......" The recruit pulled me, mouthful of retching blood.

"I want to be a man in the stone...... too"

He said it at the end.

"Theoretically, everyone can, but you're missing the most important thing......"

He looked at me and wanted to ask, but he didn't ask.

It's already dead......

I walked out of the room, the sky outside was already dyed red, and the fierce gunfire rang out again, and I sighed, really, everything is changing, but one thing has not changed, and that is that human wars have always become mad.

"That thing...... It's courage......"

I glanced back at his corpse, "I'm sorry, the man in the stone, in theory, anyone can possibly, but this broken system is too complicated, although everyone uses different methods, but its core is the same......"

"That's courage...... Alas...... It's like a big jump. ”

"After all, I don't seem qualified to say this, because I also lack enough courage." I looked at my palm, and finally picked up my M4, as well as the USP, and the grenade and bullets in the recruit's hand.

"The war below is even more difficult......"

"Courage ......"

"Alas...... It's not that I don't want to look for ...... It's just that I don't have this condition, and time doesn't give me this opportunity now. I glanced back at the corpse. It seemed that something came to mind in my heart, remembering that figure.

I gritted my teeth...... In the end, he stood up to the smoke and walked into the thick black smoke again.

Whenever I see darkness covering my body, whenever I feel despair surround me, when everything collapses, I always feel that power, that power that helps me take risks again and again.

Just from that day......

I didn't even seem to have the courage to say that, and I completely disappeared from everything.

The next battle......

Generally speaking, gas warfare is usually about firing artillery first to confuse the enemy and increase the degree of vaporization of the local air, until the air pressure is low enough that I can see that the moon is still bright, but in fact, the clouds are not small......

I touched my face......

"This commander graduated from kindergarten......

The celestial phenomena are like this, whether it is or not...... Alas...... Forget it, people may have their own ideas.

So I ran to the original green zone, wanting to contact the big army, and turned on the walkie-talkie again.

In such a firefight, there should be no sniper to turn on the scattered wave to detect electromagnetic targets.

Never mind...... Either way, this must also be contacted.

"DU C1048 Call Home...... Dial-home ......"

"Magnetic ...... ......"But the sound of the current inside made me understand in an instant, so that I almost didn't throw the walkie-talkie at once."

But I couldn't help but throw it......

Current jammers, this thing was often used in the college entrance examination detection.

I looked at the sky, turned off the intercom, and removed the battery as well.

"Is this really a bunch of barbarians?"

I said to myself that the gunfire in the distance had become more and more intense, and the artillery fire seemed to have the sound of MANPADS firing, accompanied by violent explosions, and a palpable heat wave.

"TMD, this is almost at the level of succession wars at the beginning of World War III......"

I looked at the sky and it seemed that the clouds had begun to accumulate.

"it!"

I began to run desperately towards the headquarters, although this kind of thing can be ignored, running out alone, but if the other side is not a fool, there must be a large number of troops ambushed outside, I must ...... If you wait for the first rain to fall, you'll be completely here.

"Gathering clouds and rain...... Orcs, you can ...... I remembered. "Note: Anthrax virus volatilization is not its strongest form, because the body is exposed to the virus and the survival coefficient is complete, so it is similar to the transpiration rainfall at the high temperature of a nuclear explosion, which is its strongest output form.

But the bigger haze was still in my mind, and that was the man with calloused arms, and that kind of military uniform, stealth costume, and I scratched my hair. Damn it...... How deep is the water?

What am I facing?

I don't know why I feel a deep powerlessness in my heart.

But gritted his teeth, but ......