"How did you do this?" Facing a group of unkempt, yellow-skinned subordinates, who heard a peculiar smell before they got closer, the soldier leader could hardly believe his eyes.

The dozen or so soldiers under him were specially selected by him to be responsible for helping the victims. Everyone in the army knows that there is no oil and water to fish for staying with the victims, there is no fun to relieve boredom, and the place is still dirty and messy, and if there is no special name, no one will be willing to take the initiative to accept the arrangement.

He admits that this is a personal vendetta against them, although they are not happy with him on weekdays, he also left enough food and meat for them, why do they look more like disaster victims than those disaster victims now?

And that, what's on the face of the soldier in the middle? He took a closer look, but still didn't see what it was about this small piece of fingernail size clinging to his face?!

"What's this on your face... Vomit! The soldier leader didn't have time to finish his sentence, so he hurriedly turned around and vomited.

The sound of violently vomiting seemed to touch a string in the minds of the officers and men, and they blinked one after another, first at a loss, not knowing where they were, and before they could recall anything, they all collapsed to the ground one by one.

"Ouch my legs hey..."

"Oops, my waist, hey..."

"Oops, my shoulder..."

Why the hell are they sore all over? Even the most severe training on weekdays was not like now, and there was a sharp pain in the muscles and bones, and they couldn't even use half the strength to stand up except for rolling and moaning on the ground.

And the head of the soldiers was so busy throwing up that he couldn't take care of them at all.

...

The soldier leader vomited the contents of his stomach empty, and then drank weakly: "Who the fuck are you going to tell me, what the hell has happened these days?" ”

A shy soldier with a somewhat delicate appearance stepped forward. The soldier leader immediately recognized him, he was new a while ago. Why didn't this young man fall to the ground, holding his arms, legs, waist, and legs to die or live?

"Boss, we haven't had anything special to do these days. After distributing the porridge to the victims, they also handed out the anti-epidemic herbs, so that they remembered to light the medicine and smoke every inch every day. Well, and the corpses in the water were all scooped up and burned. Xiao Bing said, the report was short and organized.

"Is that the corpse you went to fish? You carried it to burn? Knowing that it was impossible, he couldn't help but ask. As soon as he finished asking, his face turned blue again, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth tightly.

"This, of course not..."The little soldier smiled embarrassedly, didn't the leader ask knowingly? Didn't the leader make it clear before handing over the matter to them, that their real role as soldiers was to kill the enemy on the battlefield and defend the country.

He remembered what the leader said at the time, "It's not to wait for these lazy and lazy people who are full of food and waiting to die." ”

"Isn't it really you going to move?" The leader of the soldiers was still skeptical.

"Why would the boss ask that?" The creep scratched his head, unable to figure out what their leader was trying to ask.

Although they have never been afraid of dead people or corpses, who doesn't want to live comfortably, who will rush to do the thankless task of moving corpses. And my uncle said that no matter where there is a disaster, they have always asked the victims to carry the corpses themselves...

Uncle also said that a bowl of rice is already a high price, even if you only give half a bowl of rice, you never worry that no one will do it. After all, at this time, human life is the least valuable thing. Besides, they have a lot more conscience than the soldiers in other barracks, at least they don't force people, you and I want to.

...

I can't tell. The soldier leader ignored him, took out a piece of cloth to cover his mouth and nose, picked up a long, thin, straight half-withered branch on the ground, and walked towards the officer and soldier with something on his face still a little vaguely.

He stabbed the soldier in the face with a twig from a distance, and said, "Look for yourself, what the hell is on your face!" ”

The officers and soldiers who fell to the ground and groaned stopped moaning, and raised their heads in unison to look at the pain. What will be on the face?

The soldier stretched out his hand and touched the place where the branch of the soldier's head was pointing. The first time he didn't touch it, the soldier leader endured the nausea and poked his face again, near the lip and nose.

This time I touched it. When he took it in his hand, he saw that he didn't know where he had a thin piece of skin on his face. What kind of skin is this? There's also some dried up scum or something...

Leaned into his nose and sniffed it, and his stomach turned upside down, but one person spit out one step faster than him-

"Vomit..."The soldier quickly threw away the branches, and because he had vomited out his stomach just now, he only vomited out a puddle of water.

At this moment, except for the new soldier, the rest of the veterans, half-old and half-new soldiers, all changed their faces and turned their heads to vomit.

They all recognized that it was a small piece of crushed skin rubbed from a thin corpse, and it seemed to belong to the intestines...

It's just that they haven't had a few grains of rice in their stomachs for days, so they spit out water when they spit it out. For this, the officers and soldiers spit and wondered why... They remember that they had a big meal of fish and meat in the past few days, and even had a soup ball supper before going to bed last night. Why is it that not only can I not vomit now, but I am also hungry and have stomach cramps... No, it must have been cramps caused by too much nausea...

Everyone vomited, raised their sleeves and wiped their mouths - what does this smell like? Why does each of them have such a strong smell of corpses?

So, the vomiting contest that had just stopped, one after another, started again.

...

"Head... Head... Boss, this, this place is too evil... Let's go, let's go... What kind of disaster victims..."The officers and men trembled with fear, looking up and down, left and right like frightened birds, and the fear made him unable to even speak.

"Yes... Yes, head, head, I don't dare stay here anymore—" The second officer and soldier suddenly screamed at the end, startling everyone again.

"You, what are you doing... It's scary...", the officer and soldier shouted in a trembling voice, he wanted to cry.

"Someone is blowing on my neck, blowing, blowing..." The second officer and soldier closed his eyes tightly, and felt a pair of cold hands around his waist. Is it a female ghost?

"It's me... I'm scared... You let me hug it, hug it..."The fourth officer and soldier put their heads behind the back of the second officer and soldier, and only then did they feel a little safe. "Ahh

"You... What's wrong with it? "The second officer and soldier were also taken aback, didn't they say that people were scared to death? Still so shocked?

"There are also people... Here, behind me..."After the fright just now, I feel that this is very good - there are people in front and people in the back, and it is safest to be caught in the middle. "Whew, it's so comfortable..."

The face of the soldier leader is already blackened, a bunch of rubbish! I can't even answer where I went and what I did to make it like this, I can only say that there are evil sects and ghosts!

"Enough!" He finally couldn't help but shout, "In the afternoon, the newly appointed Hubu Shangshu and Bingbu Langzhong will come over, as well as the prefects of Zhou County and Yuan County. Clean up your ghost appearance for me, cheer up, don't lose Lao Tzu's face all day long! Bah! ”

The leader of the soldiers scolded and walked away, leaving a dozen people shivering.

Except for the creep who still hasn't figured out the situation. He shrugged his shoulders, he had eaten and slept well in the past few days, and he didn't feel that this place was evil.