Lao Yan's figure echoed undulating in the darkness, looming.

I limped and followed him.

In front of him, an extremely terrifying scene suddenly appeared.

Under the dark.

Dozen, shriveled silhouettes.

Appeared in front of the two of us, their expressions were hideous.

His head was tied with strips of white cloth, and his body was covered with dust, almost broken, and decaying military uniforms.

The expression is hideous and strange.

The range is less than half a meter, and the lighter is bright.

The dried corpse under his feet was shrouded in a mist of light.

Lao Yan and I looked at it carefully.

See clearly.

Basically, all of them are in a kneeling posture with hideous faces.

It was as if before he died, he was in great pain, and his body was almost distorted.

The arms arched back, and some of them almost leaked out of their bones.

And all this seems to be the tip of the iceberg.

After all, because of the light, the visibility is very low, and only a small part can be seen in general.

The darkness of the unknown all around seems to be boundless.

In this huge half-fortified cave.

God knows how many dead and unrotting corpses there are.

Lao Yan and I, one after the other.

Interspersed among the corpses, the waxy yellow skin of the corpses, still somewhat elastic, translucent and oily.

Faintly visible, inside atrophied and rotten, together with the internal organs.

Lao Yan was in front and did not rush away.

Instead, he squatted on the ground and looked at it carefully.

I looked at the tangled internal organs and intestines in the dried corpse in front of me.

I couldn't help but feel nauseous, and I just wanted to persuade him to leave.

But when he heard it, he took the lead and said: "Eighty percent of these people committed suicide. ”

"The white stripes on the top of the head and the kneeling posture are very similar to the self-apology after the defeat of the Japanese army in the record."

I pinched my nose for fear of inhaling "unclean" air.

Some of them didn't hold back their ruffianism, and scolded: "Nonsense, I also know that this is suicide, but where is the wound." ”

He didn't speak, and he didn't get angry.

He just kept his head down, looking at the almost spherical corpse in front of him.

It suddenly occurred to me that he was a criminal policeman.

It was even more time, the soldiers brought out by the old chief's subordinates were confused in front of them.

He seems to be able to really say something about us.

His gaze moved to the corpse beside him, and even the ribs poked out of his chest, and he just wanted to say something.

But he wanted to speak and stopped.

I was a little puzzled, looking at his focused expression, and thought to myself, could it be that he saw something.

I just wanted to ask.

In my ears, there was a strange voice.

It's like an old radio, mixed with the sound of electricity, and the unknown darkness behind it, from far and near.

Little by little, it erodes our souls.

"Map... Map...! ”

As if awakened suddenly, he hurriedly unfolded the sheepskin map in his hand.

The cacophony in my ears made me turn around suddenly.

Looking back, it was still the darkness that came from the same way, and the noise came from a long time.

It gradually became clear, as if it was calling to me, and in my mind, the familiar scenes.

I couldn't care about Lao Yan on the side, so I desperately used my hands and slammed my head.

Memories poured in like a tidal wave.

I seemed to feel like I had a splitting headache, and I desperately pulled Lao Yan away.

I just wanted to stretch out my hand, but I didn't have the strength.

Suddenly.

The sound in my ears is getting clearer and closer.

It's as if there's a woman in your ear, humming softly.

That famous Japanese song.

"Sakura."

Cherry blossoms! Cherry blossoms!

"In the twilight of spring, the sky will dawn,"

"The sun shines on the eyes, and the flowers smile".

The sight in front of him was blurred and hazy again, and several figures in white robes gradually became clear.

They wore gas masks and talked and laughed.

Talking and laughing, they walked towards me step by step......

My face turned pale, and I looked at the fragments of the past, and in my mind, I actually relived this scene again.

Unconsciously.

Again.

Back there, under the abandoned floor, 800 meters underground, terrible memories...

"Platoon commander, your hands are bleeding."

The left leg was almost broken, and under the white robe, the broken bone stubble was faintly visible.

He didn't answer.

It's just that it's still carrying me on my back, carrying the weight forward.

"Platoon Commander..., you... Put me down, I don't have any hope of living anyway. ”

He still didn't answer, but the speed was much faster.

In the gloomy corridor, more than a dozen team members wearing white robes and gas masks on their heads.

Follow, behind us.

The Type 56 rifle in his hand was tightly wound by yellow runes.

"Unknown space is found ahead, and all team members are ready for battle."

He finally spoke.

Following the sound, I looked up.

In front of me, there is a large unknown hazy area, which is called hazy.

It's because it's surprisingly black, as if it's ink painted with crayons.

Entrance.

It was like a wall of ink, lined up in front of me.

"Platoon Commander..."

I was about to speak, but he forced me to stop me.

"You kid, if you open your mouth again, I'll kill you."

His voice echoed in the corridor behind him, gradually spreading like a sound wave.

The whole team was surprisingly quiet.

But I know.

At this time, our hearts are on the verge of the last line of defense.

If there is any strange danger ahead, then we can only fight to the death.

"Attention squads, alternate cover."

"Chase the wind, you go to the front to see, once you find something, immediately use a signal flare to warn."

The platoon commander under him said solemnly.

I looked at him, almost faintly visible under the goggles of my gas mask, drops of sweat the size of mung beans on my forehead.

Just "ticking... Tick".

Condenses at the chin and falls off little by little.

The blue tendons on the forehead burst out, and the body had already reached its limit.

Behind him, a team member in a white robe arrived in response.

He moved quickly and quickly disappeared into the unknown depths ahead.

After a while.

An arm, holding up an OK gesture, poked out of the darkness in front of him, but the little finger was slightly bent deep.

This means that everything is basically normal.

But other bizarre events have been discovered that require caution.

All the team members were silent.

I can even hear the sound of my heart beating one after another.

"Poof... Poof. ”

In the dim light, it looks more and more frightening.

"All the lights are turned on, cover alternately, and enter the fortifications ahead."

With the captain's order.

The whole squad advanced alternately, with more than a dozen wolf eyes, and flashlights illuminated at the same time.

With a scorching white light, the intensity can cause temporary blindness in an instant.

When my body, with the pace of the platoon leader.

Little by little, as he faded into the darkness in front of him, a blood-red, miserable zombie face.

In an instant, they came face to face with me, almost touching each other.

I let out a panic and shouted, "There is a situation. ”

The platoon commander under him was stunned for a moment.

When more than a dozen wolf-eye flashlights illuminated the corpse in front of him.

An endless chill, with trepidation, spread from my heart.

The corpse in front of you is none other than that.

It was Cha Feng, who had just been in charge of exploring the path, and even the last moment, he was gesturing for us.

The next second.

has become an iron-blue "zombie face." ”

His eyes rolled upward, and two lines of blood slid down his cheeks.

I didn't dare, and I looked at him a second time.

The dozen or so team members in front of him and the platoon commander were surprisingly calm.

The calmness made me feel terrible.

It's as if all of this was expected by them.

He stretched out his hand and "blinded" the wind in front of him.

Until the corpse in front of him, he collapsed stiffly.

Behind him, all the team members were silent, as if they had planned it.

A chill ran down my spine as I thought back to the last moment we met when I was separated from them.

The platoon commander who bandaged my leg seemed to have been avoiding my gaze.

"Is he hiding from something, afraid of me?"

"How is that possible?"