As I imagined.

The whole body is now covered with "ashes", and what follows is a burning sensation like a heat wave.

It's like a whole body, covered in hot asphalt.

If it weren't for the thickness of the clothes I wore, I'm afraid I would have already been cooked.

"Run."

I had only one thought in my heart, and that was to live.

Tasks are also to be performed.

But your own life is also very important.

I went crazy and rushed into the swarm.

Open the way for your comrades in the rear, until your vision is blurred, even on your goggles.

It is also pasted with a thick layer.

I huddled in the corner, thinking to myself that I had finally become a hero.

The next second.

All over the body, there was really green smoke.

I watched the ashes swoop on the goggles.

Layer after layer, under squeezing.

It turned into a viscous liquid, really like hot asphalt.

A burning sensation pierced directly into the clothes, burning the skin.

I screamed and tried my best to scatter the worms.

The scorching heat almost melts and ignites the clothes.

At this point.

I finally understood how these bugs attacked.

A small number of black ash worms can't stir up any wind and waves at all.

But once the number is dense, it is enough to burn the whole person alive to ashes.

I groaned.

It feels like there is no complete skin all over the body.

The pain tore at my skin, tormenting my nerves and soul.

I couldn't hold it anymore and rolled on the ground as hard as I could.

Until I feel weak and can't support it.

I lay on the ground, letting the bugs leave a burning hole in my body, even burns.

The eyes gradually blurred.

I just felt as if there was a big strong hand holding me tightly.

Carried on his shoulders.

I couldn't hold it anymore, but my strong desire to survive made it impossible for me to accept my fate so easily.

But as long as there is a glimmer of life, who wants to die in this 800-meter underground.

I held back my tiredness and tried to struggle.

Brother Leng's voice was accompanied by the dense and eager footsteps of his comrades.

Echo in the ears.

"Ganzi, you hold on."

"Hold on!"

His voice was slightly choked, as if tears had flowed from his eyes.

I've never seen what Brother Leng looks like when he's crying.

He's a bit cynical, maybe someone with a stunt, it's like that.

I was a little curious, and opened my eyes dimly.

But we see that we are out of danger at this time.

Behind him, an iron door separates the stone chamber that was previously covered with columbariums.

The comrades-in-arms, who had suffered some slight burns, were all silent.

Leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette.

Or, he turned to look at me with concern and didn't speak.

"Brother Leng..."

"I'm fine..., everyone is fine."

My hoarse voice echoed in the corridor, accompanied by the wind blowing.

The wounds all over my body were like bursting open, and I grinned in pain.

The pain is unbearable, this sentence is used to describe it, and it is really not an exaggeration.

"It's okay, you're almost baked milk...".

Brother Leng's eyes were a little red and swollen, and there were a few tears on his face.

The word "pig" in his mouth was not uttered in the end.

Maybe it's because I'm so different from that creature.

Look around.

The comrades-in-arms who cast concerned eyes, and Brother Leng, who had already burst into tears.

My heart suddenly touched.

His nose was sore, and he couldn't help crying in a hoarse voice.

"Stinky boy... Woooooooo ”

Brother Leng just wanted to scold me, but he relented.

The two iron-clad men hugged each other at this moment, and their hearts were swaying.

It is a heavy comradeship.

I don't know why I'm crying, I'm an adult.

I thought that when I entered the army, my tears had already dried up.

But this time.

I'm really lost.

The task has never been more daunting than it is today, and there is despair almost everywhere, 800 meters underground.

The mysterious and strange fortifications of the Japanese army.

A white jar filled with ashes.

I asked Brother Leng next to me in a hoarse voice.

"Can we go back..., go home alive."

Brother Leng wiped away his tears with one hand, and patted me on the shoulder with the other.

"Stinky boy, don't worry."

"Even if I die, I will take everyone and walk out alive."

Moment.

The comrades-in-arms who were originally leaning against the wall couldn't help but cry.

In the past, these soldiers, who could be called "spearheads" in their respective units, relied on each other.

It's like there's an invisible force pulling us tight.

"Alive."

"Getting out alive is more important than anything else."

I choked up and wiped away my tears.

It's like all of a sudden, I've found the warmth I've been missing for a long time.

The comrades-in-arms beside me are my relatives, and the army is my home.

I'm in tears.

A clear photograph that slipped down my clothes.

fell to the ground.

Brother Leng next to him picked it up in his hand, with a somewhat puzzled expression.

I didn't care.

The next moment, I suddenly realized something.

He snatched it back from his hand and looked at the scorching marks on it.

If you feel distressed, wipe it off vigorously.

"Bees...".

Brother Leng was a little dazed, looked up at me, and only reacted after a while.

Silently turned around and did not speak.

I looked at the green military color on the photo, as if my whole body was hurting.

It doesn't hurt that much anymore.

In the confusion in front of me, a girl in a dark green army uniform was smirking at me.

"Poof."

I smirked at the air in front of me.

"Hey, why are you following me?"

The scene around him changed suddenly, as if suddenly, it was back to that day.

I carried shochu and came to the cemetery, which was lined with martyrs' tombstones.

A young girl in a camouflage military uniform is facing two wordless tombstones next to her.

Burst into tears.

I was a little curious, and walked over quietly, but I was startled by the fresh face in front of me.

She tried hard to calm her chest, obviously frightened by me.

"Hey, why are you following me?"

Staring at a pair of big watery eyes, blinking up and down, it looks like a cute girl next door.

It made my heart beat faster and my face flushed.

Turning left and right, he looked around, but found that there was no one behind him.

After a while, I realized that it turned out to be the person in her mouth.

Refers to "me".

"I... I..., I came to give wine to the martyrs here, no... I didn't follow you. ”

I looked up at her with a blank look on my face, and out of politeness, I responded with a smile.

I found that she was quietly looking at me, covering her mouth and snickering.

"With... Comrade, what are you laughing at. ”

"Do I have words on my face?"

I rubbed my hands blankly and wiped my cheeks.

The girl in front of her couldn't hold back her smile anymore, covered her mouth and ran away.

I was left with only a breeze, under the scorching sun.

I was stunned.

Until the next day, below the announcement of the troops.

Suddenly, a few lines of delicate small characters, with beautiful handwriting, made me stunned.

"The little eyed boy who carried two jugs of wine in the cemetery yesterday."

"Beside you, has anyone told you, when you smile, your eyes are about to squint."

"I..."

Speechless for a moment.