Chapter 42: The Death of Wang Dong
The light of the flashlight can only illuminate that corner of the area in this absolutely dark underground world.
Lin Mo slowly squatted down and looked at the man in front of him.
His face was pale, his breathing even began to slow down, the expression on his face was extremely complicated, sometimes sad, sometimes panicked, and finally turned into a bitter smile, he looked at the faces of Lin Mo and the white girl who was close at hand, and slowly stretched out his hand, pulled open his shirt, revealing the lining under the somewhat tattered military uniform.
Lin Mo glanced at it and was slightly taken aback, Wang Dong actually had a grenade tied around his waist.
This is obviously what he secretly hid to save his life.
Wang Dong showed a difficult smile, as if he meant that these things were left to Lin Mo.
"I ......"
Mixed with the sound of heavy gasps.
Wang Dong has actually been dead for a long time, and during this time, he has already felt that his state is getting worse and worse when he is pushed around by Lin Mo, and the reason why he can support it for so long is because he has rested long enough before.
But his injury is unlikely to make any real difference with rest.
Maybe in the modern federal world, he will not die, but by now, he has run out of oil, falling into the hollow bumps along the way and the inevitable progress and groping along the way, completely consuming his last life.
Lin Mo realized that he seemed to want to say something, and reached out to grab the other party's hand.
In fact, Lin Mo's perception of Wang Dong has not been very good, even in the last period of time, it has not changed much, and seeing that he is going to die at this time, Lin Mo's mood is also extremely complicated.
Wang Dong's consciousness had already begun to blur, he grabbed Lin Mo's hand, his eyes fell on Lin Mo and Bai Motong's bodies, but he seemed to be looking far, far away, word by word, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body.
Lin ...... Mr. Lin, you ...... Vast powers, I ...... I want to ask you for something. ”
"You say." Lin Mo responded.
Bai Motong stood in the light of a slightly shaky flashlight, her eyes turning around Lin Mo and Wang Dong.
"Such as ...... If...... If you could survive...... What if......" Wang Dong's voice was intermittent, as if he couldn't continue, but a flush welled up on his face, and he grabbed Lin Mo's arm hard, "You will definitely be able to, if...... If you can make it back to the Federation alive...... Return...... Back to Yuanliao...... Please put this thing ...... This thing ......"
Wang Dong raised his other hand, and in the palm of his hand was a crumpled letter of appointment, and he couldn't even see what was written on it.
"Give it to whom?"
"Please...... Give it to ...... Give it to Deputy Division Commander Liao...... "Wang Dong's eyes sparkled with fear and expectation," tell him, tell him......
"I ...... I ......"
His speech is becoming more and more difficult, and every word seems to be said by burning life? Under the lights? This man even shed tears, grabbing Lin Mo's hand harder and harder? As if to be embedded in Lin Mo's flesh and blood? But the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and no one could tell what was in this gaze. His body trembled slightly, but his voice gradually turned into a cry.
"Tell him...... Tell Deputy Division Commander Liao......
"I ...... Wang......
"We ...... The new Fourth Regiment ......
"I'm sorry for him......
"We ...... I'm sorry for the ......."
Lin Mo looked at him? I was stunned.
Those were the last words of the head of the new Fourth Regiment.
He died against the frescoes on the cave walls? The head was tilted to the side, and the expression on his face carried the last unwillingness and remorse.
Lin Mo didn't know what to say, and found the same crumpled hat in Wang Dong's military coat pocket, covering his face? Stand up? Pulling Bai Mo Tong towards the deeper depths of darkness.
Lin Mo never looked back, but Bai Motong turned his head to look at it from time to time, and with their departure, the only light source was far away, and Wang Dong's figure was gradually shrouded in shadows and darkness? Gradually, completely, it disappeared.
He became a deserter and died here? I'm afraid no one will ever find him.
And he will never know, the object he hopes to be forgiven - Liao Chengdong? He had long since been buried in the sea outside the port of East London, and he would never have heard these last words from Tollinmer.
Lin Mo and Bai Motong had disappeared into the depths of the dark corridor.
Lin Mo only sighed for a while? He's seen too many dead people? Wang Dong and him are not even friends? The feeling is not big, he will only remember what Wang Dong asked him to bring, and give it to Liao Chengdong, just that.
In fact, Lin Mo's main concern was undoubtedly how to get out of here, so he was trying to identify the murals around him all the way.
Lin Mo's brain is not smart, and he lacks flexibility and expanding his thinking, but he has enough patience to read it several times if he doesn't understand it, and he can always see it clearly.
And, as you advance deeper into the cave, the surrounding murals are no longer visible at first, and the pattern gradually begins to become apparent.
Since that childbirth mural, seven children with different life forms have been born, and in turn their mothers have eaten them, and they have grown as if they had been fast-forwarded, and soon became seven different from each other...... Monster.
None of them were too far from the place where they were born until they grew up, behind the rubble altar was the palace built for their mothers by countless ordinary people and monsters, in which they grew up, some became glowing unknown creatures, some even lost their form, and some lived on human bodies, and even more......
Lin Mo even noticed that among the seven children, the first and the last were born, they were constantly "reborn" from the children born to ordinary people living in the palace in a certain reincarnation situation, and grew through their lives......
These seven children are more than seven horrible weirdness.
Their power made ordinary people tremble as well, but then, it seemed that a series of terrifying things had happened.
One child, eating another, suddenly becomes stronger.
The occurrence of this incident completely changed the situation in this palace.
These freaks realize that devouring each other can make them stronger, truly "grown", and even become their godly mothers.
The sprawling palace became a terrifying hunting ground, where the freaks chased and hid from each other...... Slaughter.
Shadows enveloped the entire palace, countless ordinary people who served them died, and faith gradually turned into terror.
These "children", who were once worshipped as the sons of the gods, and this palace built for their mothers...... It has completely become a place of calamity that people have passed on by word of mouth and can never be approached.
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