"It's me, 'General.'"

The eyes of the "general" were in a desperate search, and suddenly fixed on the boy in the middle of the eight rows and ten columns.

"Is that you?"

"It's me, 'General.'"

The "General" walked slowly down the stairs, his boots making a "stamping" sound on the wooden stairs, and the two rows of meticulous soldiers on the left and right stood upright, as if they did not care about everything happening, but always cared about everything.

The "General" pushed through the crowd and went straight to him.

He looks too inconspicuous, whether it is physique or appearance, in order to become a good warrior, he needs a strong physique and a falcon-like mind, the mind may not be able to appear, but it can be displayed in the eyes of people, and the child in front of him, he is thin, craggy, and even looks like he can be knocked down with a punch, not to mention, the description is still very clumsy and sluggish, and there is nothing special at all, but it is this child who has become the only one present who is willing to sacrifice himself for the plan.

The "General" lifted his face with his left hand and bent down slightly, so that while the distance between the two of them was reduced, he looked at him almost with a posture of grasping the overall situation and a condescending, unquestioning look, "Tell me, why?" ”

He was not afraid: "It's very simple, 'General,' they took my sister, as long as you are with my sister, wherever you are, it is heaven, and where there is no sister, everywhere, it is hell." ”

"Oh, your sister."

The "general" bowed slightly, let go of his left hand, and straightened up: of course he understood what the reason for his subordinates to take women away, but how could he go out of his way to inquire about such a trivial matter? And apparently, the child's wish was not fulfilled, and as for his sister—

The "General" smiled lightly, as if with some sarcasm: she must have been fulfilling her duty as a woman in her country, since she could not carry a gun, she would have to serve in other places.

The "General" curled his index finger and middle finger slightly to the left and right, and the left and right immediately made a military salute and left the place.

"What you have in front of you is a path of liberation, and you may not be too young to understand the meaning of what I say, but what I want to tell you is that no matter what kind of person you could have become, or what kind of life you should have outside, or what kind of person you should know, here, you will only become one kind of person," his eyes swept the audience, "and that is my warrior." ”

"Now, I want to ask you, is there any one of you who doesn't want to participate in the next project? If there is, I am willing to let you quit now, and you can go home again, back to your family. ”

He is a delicate begonia flower, how can he make a desolation and a ruined country? No longer draw the bends of the distant mountains, and loosen the pine clouds and sideburns. How to knock the horse's hooves on the face! Then the thin throat will be pinched, and the long strip will be arranged as soon as possible. He died there, and I couldn't do it alone.

The effect of this sentence was simply immeasurable, and at this moment, almost all the children on the spot instantly became excited.

It's just that after all, children, their thinking can't make them figure out the truth that the actions they make may have corresponding consequences in conjunction with the current situation and situation, the only thing they care about is the time they have been deprived, and if they can get it again, this sense of near-death joy will make any child who is not deeply involved in the world cling to it, like grasping a piece of driftwood on the sea.

They were young and ill-educated ，and they had to think out my problem in the utter silence.

I was not deeply involved in the world, poisoned by a bad education, and had to try to clarify my problems in silence.

I am not well-read, I am young, and I always speculate about others and imagine love based on the books I read.

Seeing that almost all the children instantly turned from the original lifeless to the innocent joy of chirping, the corner of the "General's" mouth showed a smile of unknown meaning.

Not everyone in the world likes children's innocence, and even a considerable number of people will hate these, because children's innocence often means doing whatever they want, and becomes an excuse for their actions without paying any price, and more importantly, because they have not received a series of systematic training, their thinking ability is single and straightforward, and they cannot take responsibility for the consequences of their actions.

There are also some children, their innocence is based on the vicious rampant caused by the environment, and they are born with the intention of provocation to do anything, this situation, if not well corrected and timely, like the initiation of the precipice, will often become the dregs of society, and from the time they have legal responsibility, every action they do will have great consequences.

There are no absolutely good people and absolutely bad people in the world, when an absolutely good person only analyzes the results and does not consider his invisible thoughts, he may be able to achieve it, but the absolute bad person is far from being reached.

However, if we think about it from another angle, if we only consider their motives, and do not consider the possible and seemingly good results, then there are a large number of absolute bad people in the world, and these are often born from those seemingly innocent behaviors at the beginning, but they have not been corrected in time.

"Okay, now if you want to go home, stand in front, and if you want, I can send you to see your relatives now."

It was true that a few children hesitated for a moment, and these children were all older in the group, but the slaughterhouse-like environment was too vicious, and the temptation of family fun was enough to overwhelm everything, and in any case, even a little hope quickly prevailed.

The "general" looked at the small heads of a group of people standing in front of him, and everyone's faces showed a smile of expectation and purity, and also showed a comforting and encouraging, seemingly kind smile, but it was only a second, and his face changed instantly, and he snapped his fingers into the air, and a large group of soldiers appeared from the corners in all directions, dragging these children down like pigs and dogs.

I saw him bite the pen in his mouth, chew it and crush it, his mouth was full of gurgling sounds, he spit the scraps of the plastic pen in his mouth on the manuscript paper on the table in front of him, and took his head to the wall next to him to listen to the ground bang, like a headache that is better than death. He slammed his fist into his chest, as if he were going to smash blood out of his chest. Tears hung on his face like grapes, but the inspiration did not fly towards him like a dead sparrow.

This scene, which appears many times in the city, is a recreation or rewriting of the theme of Othello's marriage proposal, but in "The Man Without Personality", even if the suitor does not go for a long time, the hero does not return.

Crying –

Plea –

Repentance –

Guarantee——

None of this can restore the steely heart of the "general".

The "general" looked at him who was only one left in the end, with some curiosity, "Did you already know?" ”

He shook his head with a pale face, "I just want to be with my sister as we agreed at the beginning, and it hasn't changed until now." ”

The "general" raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of understanding, and soon a subordinate handed over a piece of information, and the "general" looked through the information, lifted his eyelids and glanced at him lazily, "Your home is in Pingshan County?" ”

"Yes."

"Ah-" he sighed, as if nostalgic, "you know, my second wife is a math teacher at Pingshan County Elementary School. ”

The child's palpitations still did not calm down and looked at the "general", "You said that as long as they stand up, you will let them be with their relatives." ”

"The General" looked sideways at him, "I'm not lying, they have already gone to the same place as their loved ones. ”

He pinched the corners of his clothes, trying not to cry in front of this man, what had just happened was not something a child could bear, and he could still hear the wails in his ears, and he saw the soldiers standing in two columns again, their spears dripping with blood.

"Drip-drip-"

Along the tip of the knife, it fell to the ground little by little, along the lines of the sand and stones, like the blood vessels in the body, and flowed to his eyes.

After a long time—

"Tread—"

The soldier who brought the information just now gave a military salute, his boots made a crisp sound on the floor and left here, and he also took the information he brought up, the "general" raised his eyebrows, and looked at him in front of him with a little curiosity: everything about this child is very ordinary, it is because it is too ordinary, what kind of power will make him take the initiative to join this normal child will never participate in the action?

He trembled and asked, "What about my sister?" ”

The "General" seemed to have expected him to ask this question a long time ago, and without the slightest surprise, "Don't worry, she's where she belongs." ”

"That's—" the child trembled, almost silently, "and is she still alive?" ”

The "General's" face was very calm, "When you asked this question, you must have already received the answer, since you already have the answer, why do you ask?" ”

Almost crying: "I'm just- I'm just—"

"That's it!"

The "general" was a little bored and ready to leave, summoned left and right, and wanted to take the child down to arrange, but the child suddenly calmed down all his emotions at this moment, looked at the back of the "general" who was about to leave, and shouted, "You said that your wife used to be a math teacher in Pingshan County, so what is her name?" I may have seen her! ”

This time it was finally the "general's" turn to be surprised, he looked at the child carefully, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and after a long time, faintly, "You won't see her, she was already dead when I left there." "And I killed it with my own hands.

Everything can be given up for the sake of planning, and since she can't be one of the things she takes away, and she doesn't want to let her become one of those "women" too, she can only be killed herself.

It's all about love, for a greater love.

The sound of the "General's" footsteps slowly disappeared, and only the last words he said to himself remained in the air, and that sentence was also the last instruction he gave directly to himself, and since that time, he has never seen him again, nor has he heard any information about him, and he seems to have evaporated from the world.

And in a chance radio report activity, I realized that he did not disappear, he found himself, found the most suitable executor of this plan, he successfully left, and he became the substitute ghost.

One of them begged Simberda to carry him across the river, but after crossing the river, they still lay on Simberda's back and tortured Himborda until he got drunk and got rid of him.

Since that year, this seemingly invisible, but tangible command, has become the old man of the sea who cannot be shaken off in Greek mythology.

In the sacred heavens, there is a mountain called Mount Parnassus, there is a spring on Mount Parnassus, mythology it is the sacred spring of Apollo and the Muses, which can bring inspiration to poets and musicians, and in turn to poetry, his spring water can give inspiration to poets and musicians.

For him, his invisible mountain has not become Parnassus, nor is it like the Nine Muses, full of laurels that can inspire poets, nor is it the laurel tree of Apollo, but it is the Cosistas, the Lete, the Kosit, the Ahlon, the Friegton, the Styx...... The pain of purgatory.

I confess that he is murderous, extravagant, greedy, hypocritical, deceitful, furious, vicious, and has all the sins that can be named. But there is no end to my fornication: neither your wives nor your daughters nor your wives nor your virgins will fill my desires.

Once upon a time in the rich and prosperous city of Rome, shortly before the death of the mighty Julius Caesar, the dead in their clothes came out of their graves, and watched the ghosts in the streets, the stars dragging the tail of fire, the dew was bloody, the sun was discolored, and the moon that ruled the tides was swallowed up like a sick man without improvement.

If the look of the people, the misery of our souls, and the corruption of this age are not powerful motives, then it is better to disperse the gang sooner rather than later, and go back to sleep.

I've asked thousands of times and I still don't get tired

I was able to break up with a kiss.

The bitterness of parting has been tasted enough

only to feel ruthlessly abandoned on the riverbank.

and the dwellings, and the hills, and the streams,

In my eyes it will always be a fountain of joy,

Now all that's left is a pleasing blue,

and the light and shadow of the passing away for me.

The old man looked at the three people who were drowned in the dark walking corpses, and even the breath between them gradually decreased because of the number of walking corpses, and he didn't know if he was happy in his heart? Or joy?

The footsteps of the "General" slowly faded away, leaving only the last words he said to himself in the air -

"Congratulations, you've become the sole survivor and agent of the 'Jade Shatter Project', and you've survived."

But—

But—

But what about my sister? Shouldn't she have survived? Doesn't she have the right to live? If I can live, why can't she? If one of us is destined to die, and I am the one who would rather die, did I not do everything you commanded? Why are you unwilling to give me her life back?

He thought of the purpose for which he came here, but there was actually only one purpose: to accompany his sister and go to heaven wherever he went.

However, the place where he thought he was heaven was actually purgatory, and the entrance to purgatory was not opened one step earlier, nor one step later in the wasteland of the timeline of his life, but just happened to appear on the usual and sparse day, on that day, there was still one left in the courtyard, and my sister had just pulled a reed leaf, and deliberately folded it for herself but did not fold it well.

Many memories of childhood are said to be happy, but these happiness are slowly pickled into bitter wine in the long-term loneliness, if there is color in the film, it should have been colorful, but since the death of my sun, there is only black and white left, this is primitive, without any carved memories, maybe at the beginning because of joy, and over-exaggerated the color of flowers and plants and the blue of the sky, but then-

I didn't leave permanently,

This dull and dead shore,

I can't congratulate you with joy,

Didn't make my poetry escape,

Walk on your crests and valleys,

I wait for your call, but I am bound,

The break free of my soul is in vain,

Deceived by powerful passions,

So I stayed on the shore.

……

What's there to regret? now

Where does my worry-free road lead?

can shock my heart,

Only that place in your moor.

……

My heart is full of you,

I will bring the sound of your waves and your shadows,

Place your cliffs and coves,

Take to the silent wastelands and forests.

……

There, our two-headed eagle,

Still clamoring for the glory of the past.

……

And under the tattered tents

Those who settle down are only painfully dreaming.

Your wandering houses,

Nor can poverty be avoided in the wilderness,

Everywhere there is no escape from suffering,

There is no barrier to escape fate.

With a "click", Wogua suddenly showed a frightened look on his face, Jing Qiongshuang dragged a leg with a broken knee and struggled to cut off the head of a walking corpse, and then heard Wogua shout, ", there are no bullets at this juncture?" ”

After experiencing the wave just now, and holding on to this wave for so long, to be honest, Wogua itself must have emptied a large part of the box containing bullets, but bad luck always followed, and the volume of the steel pipe in Li Luant's hand was only half of the original, and the remaining half had also been deformed.

The three of them stood back to back, in disarray, with heavy casualties, the attacks of the walking corpses were like swarms, they were tireless and unlimited, although the three of them had just remembered the bittersweet memories of the old man, imagining the future and the short time in the past, and once again drained the previous amount, but this time in so many groups of walking corpses, it was a drop in the bucket.

"Brothers, it's a big game now."

Wogua tightened his neck, and a string of blood beads fell.

There are no bullets for submachine guns, and they now have no killer weapons except for iron weapons, and things have really reached the point of exhaustion.

Originally, the three of them came to save people, but what happened-

Yes, sure enough, it is nine dollars and nine free shipping, and I buy one and get one free.

"Be careful!"

Wogua shouted, because at this moment, those walking corpses indiscriminately gnawed towards Li Green Ant, this time the old man did not leave them the slightest room for breathing, Jing Qiongshuang and Wogua subconsciously wanted to save Li Green Ant, but at that moment they were bitten by dozens of walking corpses at the same time.