The air was filled with a bloody smell, and the pouring rain could not wash it away, and even the stupidest black-haired boar did not want to show its head at this time, for fear of being torn apart by the rampaging Zerg and humans.

The blood of humans and zergs was mixed together, forming a strange black, and together with the bright red human blood and the dark green blood of the zerg, they painted a terrifying picture scroll all over the blood willow hill.

The only remaining officers commanded the surviving soldiers, cleaned up the battlefield, and luckily, found several soldiers who were unconscious and not yet completely dead.

It has been a long time since Yun Xiaotian's team had an accident, and the battlefield has almost been sorted out, but the other teams that rushed to support still haven't arrived yet.

Hai Honeysuckle was impatient, and took out the communicator to contact the other teams, but got the news that the team led by Commander Cao Dao had received a fierce attack from the enemy, and except for a few lucky soldiers who fled in all directions and disappeared, everyone else was unfortunately killed.

Lieutenant Sika, after receiving the news that their team was safe, had already set off for the place where Cao Dao commanded them to be attacked.

Under the orders of Honeysuckle, all the men carried the bodies of the wounded and dead comrades on their backs and set out on the way back to the temporary camp.

Honeysuckle and the officer went one after the other, escorting the squad that was already completely ineffective.

Carrying Ouyang Banxia on his back, Yun Xiaotian kept complaining about himself, he was too weak, useless, and could only become a burden to others.

Everything around is so bleak and dull to Yun Xiaotian, the gray sky, the silent rain, the damp and sticky trees and vines, all of them are so boring, and all the fun in life seems to have never happened.

Haishan, who was following behind Yun Xiaotian and was woken up by Hai Honeysuckle's big mouth, looked up from time to time at Ouyang Banxia, who had lost an arm.

The eyes that were red from crying still couldn't stop flowing.

All this is for himself, if it weren't for himself, with Ouyang Banxia's reaction and experience, this kind of thing would not have happened.

Haishan didn't know why his sister Hai Honeysuckle brought herself here, this was not the place he should stay at all.

I am still a minor, I am still far from the age of military service, I have not yet turned thirteen this year, and I have not yet graduated from Mongolia.

When he first came, Haishan thought that at most he was just beating small beasts and practicing his hands, and it seemed that his father and mother didn't know that Hai Honeysuckle was so messy.

If it weren't for himself, Ouyang Banxia's hand wouldn't have been broken.

The more I thought about it, the more angry Haishan became, the more remorseful I felt, and I didn't know whether he was angry with himself, or angry with Hai Honeysuckle, maybe both.

Back in the barracks, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still lifeless, and they didn't know what they were suppressing.

Hai Honeysuckle returned to the barracks, asked for some food, and set off again from the barracks with the halberd in his hand.

Of course, maybe it was easy to use, Yun Xiaotian's long sword sea honeysuckle had no intention of returning it.

At least not yet.

Looking at the wounded and corpses being carried on stretchers and transported away, Haishan thought a lot, at least much more than usual.

Maybe he also understood why Sea Honeysuckle took such a big risk to bring him here as well.

Only here can there be many things that you will never learn even if you stay in school.

Of course, what Haishan understands, whether Hai Honeysuckle wants him to understand, no one knows.

But Haishan felt that he had understood.

Yun Xiaotian looked at Haishan who had been looking at the spaceship, thinking that he wanted to go back, and said, "If you want to go back, go back, no one will stop you here." ”

Haishan shook his head and said as if profoundly: "Life is endless, and the battle is endless, no matter how old you are. Since I'm on the battlefield, I'm going to hold out until the end of the war anyway, and I don't have a problem. ”

After saying that, Haishan took out his exquisite long sword and wiped it carefully.

Yun Xiaotian looked at Haishan, who was wiping the sword body with a serious face, and couldn't help but sigh, Haishan is really a piece of talented and beautiful jade, born extremely good-looking, and has high talent, not at all like the five big and three thick Haide Leader's species.

It seems that Haishan's mother must be an extremely remarkable woman, otherwise it would be impossible for Captain Haide alone to teach children like Hai Honeysuckle and Haishan.

Yun Xiaotian thought of it like this, and felt a little sorry for Captain Haide.

The stars shifted, and the gray sky of the stars could not be seen, and there was still a merciless rain, this rain was really annoying, Yun Xiaotian thought.

The entire military camp was very depressed, and Yun Xiaotian was constantly thinking about it, everything that had been before, between life and death between humans and the Zerg, seemed to be so insignificant.

Is there reincarnation for those who have died and cannot come back? Will they become spirits, will they become ghosts?

If life returns, will everything return to nothingness, and if so, what will everything that once had been?

If the end of life is nothingness, then is it really meaningful for me to struggle in the world like this?

Once in Mengxue in Haitiecheng, Yun Xiaotian had read a lot of books, read countless answers and judgments, but he was never satisfied.

Now in the battlefield between life and death, I see familiar faces withering, remembering the most important person in my life, and losing my trace.

Sometimes alone, Yun Xiaotian will feel that his life is a little boring, as if all the meaning is dispensable.

Maybe what's important at the moment, disappear without a trace the next moment, even if you are sad and sad, you will never come back, and over time, everything seems to be unimportant.

Life is so fragile, so plain, and so frightening between life and death.

Yun Xiaotian looked at it, the sky kept flowing down the wind and rain, and the crazy thoughts grew like weeds.

Yun Xiaotian will no longer ask the sages for answers, because he understands that many questions are just his own, seemingly similar questions, but in fact they are very different, everyone is so different, and his own answers can only be found by himself.

The former sages can only provide little light, just because of themselves, but they can't give themselves answers.

Yun Xiaotian smiled helplessly, his old mistakes had been made again, and he actually remembered these strange questions again.

Back then, once, I was too fascinated by thinking about it, and I was dragged into the sea by a big fish that was hooked, and it took a lot of effort for Old Man Zhang to drag himself back from the sea.

Haishan spontaneously went up to a sentry tower, saying that he wanted to do his part, but in fact, he just hoped to see his sister come back soon.

There were many shadows in the jungle, and it seemed that it was a returning team, but the line was quite long, like a long dragon, and the number of people who came back seemed to be much more than expected.

When Haishan saw the team walking back, he was excited and shouted, "I'm back!" It's finally back! ”

I ran to the gate of the camp in a smoke, looking forward to my sister Sea Honeysuckle who was coming back.

"Boy, your sister is still fighting elsewhere and will be back soon." Lieutenant Sika saw Haishan with an expectant face, touched his head gently, and said.

Yun Xiaotian looked at the team that came back, but found many fresh faces, it seemed that there were many people in it, who were from other teams, and they were brought together.

It seems that the situation of the Federation army is not optimistic, so many squads have been scattered by the attack of the Zerg, and I don't know how many people have died at the hands of the Zerg, and how many families will cry because of this.

Yun Xiaotian sighed deeply, helpless, and a deep sense of powerlessness lingered.