When he stepped out of the medical car, Tianyang realized that the team had not set off at all these days.

They remained where they were.

The Ghost Car seems to be the most powerful Dark Child in the area, and now it's dead, but its body is too big.

Even for five days, the corpse was still completely decomposed, and the smell it released made other low-level dark people reluctant to approach.

Oh, the prowler seems to be an exception, the kind of black people who don't have intelligence and therefore don't understand fear.

A few days ago, the ghost car "vomited" a lot of wanderers, but judging from the current situation, it should have been cleaned up by Han Shu and others.

In the distance, the corpse of the ghost car resembles a hill, still staying in its original position.

Collectors in hazmat suits have been roaming its corpse for five days, scavenging and recovering valuable materials.

It looked like it would take another day or two to complete the whole recovery.

"What's the fuss, over here."

Ahead, Cang Du shouted angrily.

Tianyang then withdrew his gaze from the corpse of the ghost car and followed the ponytail youth to an open place. The place had apparently been cleared, and there were small piles of rocks on the ground.

On the stone pile, there are plaques hanging one after another.

Tianyang finally knows whose funeral it is.

This encounter with a ghost car resulted in heavy losses in the convoy, with more than half of the soldiers killed in battle. Even the sublimators lost seven.

The bodies are relatively intact and are currently lying in the freezer compartment of the hospital vehicle and will be handed over to their families when they return.

As for those whose bodies were mutilated, according to the tradition of the Night Walkers, they were cremated and buried on the spot.

Tianyang had heard of this tradition, but it was the first time he had attended the funeral of a night walker.

A lot of people came to the funeral, basically, everyone else except for those who had work at hand.

The men stood in the middle, the ladies were on either side, all dressed in black, and the ladies wore black hoods. Now the atmosphere is solemn, dignified, solemn and sad.

Han Shu stood at the front, looking at the stone piles, bending down and bowing.

I don't know who began to chant the eulogy: "The night is long, I walk alone in the dark, death is my destination, and the battlefield is my grave." ”

Someone continued: "The night is long, I have never walked alone, my comrades are by my side, and I don't feel lonely all the way." ”

Then everyone chanted aloud: "The night is long, and I will watch over each other!" The blade helps me to ward off the darkness, and I will always seek the light of dawn. The road ahead is boundless, the evil spirit is awe-inspiring, I wait to walk in the night, explore the other side. ”

The voice was stunned.

Han Shu had already straightened his waist and sang in an extremely deep voice: "The long night is long, and I have buried my bones in another country." Don't cry for me, I will be on the other side of the dawn, waiting for the morning light. ”

There was silence.

Tianyang clenched his fists, and at some point, he burst into tears.

The eulogy of the nightkin makes the boy seem to see generations of explorers staggering forward in the boundless darkness. They kept falling, hurting, bleeding, dying.

But it is precisely because of these nocturnal people who are willing to dedicate and are not afraid of sacrifice that they have built the glory of the world outside the door.

Even if that bright world is not perfect, even if there are still many people struggling to make ends meet.

But at the very least, the fort was able to build high walls and people did not have to be displaced.

The threat in the endless wilderness is becoming a legend, not a nightmare that people must face!

A moment later, the ladies on both sides lit a small lamp, which was a solid burning lamp that could be set off for a long time in adversity.

They placed these lamps in front of each of the stone piles, and the light of the fire illuminated the metal plaques, praying that the deceased would not feel lonely and cold in the dark.

After the ladies retreated, Han Shu raised his hand. The men in front of them, all with their guns raised.

Three shots were fired, and the funeral ended.

After a while, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Tianyang had no intention of leaving. Instead, he walked over to one of the stone piles.

There is a nameplate on the stone pile with the name "Broken Star" engraved on it.

Tianyang remembers that she was a hunter in the Yellow Dragon Squad, with short hair and a love of laughter. When you rest, you can always hear her hearty laughter.

Now she is resting here, and on the way back, she will no longer hear her laughter.

The mood sank.

"Why didn't you leave?" Han Shu's voice sounded, and at the same time, a choking smell of smoke came.

Tianyang looked up, and the leader of the Raven Squad was smoking a cigarette. In the dim sky of the adversity, the red light on the cigarette butt was so obvious.

"Where's you, Captain?" Tianyang did not answer the rhetorical question.

Han Shu took off his cigarette and spit out a string of smoke: "I'll look at them again, and in the future, maybe I won't be able to see them." ”

Tianyang looked at the stone piles: "I don't know most of the people here. Or, just a sentence or two. Even so, I still feel bad. Captain, you're even more uncomfortable..."

Han Shu looked at the darkness above his head: "Get used to it, people like us often have to say goodbye to our friends and relatives. Maybe one day, it's our turn. ”

"My only wish is to die a good death when I die. It would be better if someone else helped me collect the body. ”

Tianyang was silent.

The two of them didn't speak until Han Shu's cigarette was finished, and the man turned around and beckoned, "Let's go." ”

Tianyang followed him.

Han Shu put his hands in his trouser pockets: "Thanks to you this time, otherwise, it is estimated that more people will die." I'll report it, and there's definitely a reward. Also, your particle war knives are scrapped. But we found some good materials on the ghost car, I'll see if I can get some, let's help you get some material weapons. ”

A material weapon is a weapon forged from a part of the body of the children of darkness.

This type of weapon usually continues some of the characteristics of the material itself, and the ghost car is undoubtedly a very dangerous dark people. The weapons forged from its materials are definitely stronger than the Particle War Knife.

So the boy nodded expectantly.

Not far away, someone walked out from behind a chariot, it was Zhou Wang.

He heard Han Shu's words just now, and Zhou Wang looked at Tianyang from a distance, his eyes were extremely jealous: "Why should all the good things be taken advantage of by you!" I've fought hard, too, so why aren't there any special rewards, and there's no material weapon! ”

He snorted heavily and turned away.

Two days later, the convoy departed. Leave the metropolis and head straight to the lighthouse outpost.

Once the handover is complete, the mission is complete. Han Shu originally planned to take a vacation, but Ling Feng had a new task for him, and although this rugged man was scolding, he still took the task.

As for Tianyang, Ling Feng had no new assignment for the time being, so after staying at the base for 4 hours, he boarded the high-speed train back to the fortress.

Unexpectedly, Luo Shan also wants to take Kaoru back, and happens to be in the same carriage as Tianyang.

I thought I had a companion on the journey back, but Tianyang's good mood lasted less than 5 minutes, and it completely disappeared when I saw Zhou Wang's arrogant face.

I don't know if he did it on purpose, so he sat between Kaoru and Tianyang, and Tianyang had to shift his gaze to the window.

Even the oppressive and distorted scenery along the way is a hundred times better than Zhou Wang's face!

PS: On Monday, I asked for support! Recommended Ticket! Pass! Collection! Please help me!