A World in Turmoil Chapter 9 The Events of War
"Damn it! How dare you fool us! Zhang Guangshun pushed the old man into the corner and was immediately furious.
"Zhou Ling, because of your decision, all of our lives were put on the line."
"What should we do?"
Fear and insecurity grew in the basement, and everyone was in a state of panic, constantly spinning in place. If the enemy pours in from the outside at this time, then they really can't escape, and there is only one way to die.
"Young people...... You guys...... Listen to me. The old man was held by Zhang Guangshun to his throat and spit out a few words with difficulty.
"What else do you have to say!"
"They...... They...... I don't know ......."
Sun Weichen pulled Zhang Guangshun away, the old man leaned against the wall, opened his mouth and breathed heavily, his chest fell together, but he felt that nothing was inhaled, his face was flushed red, and his eyes were a little trance.
If you let it go later, I'm afraid the old man is no longer alive.
After the old man resumed his normal breathing, he said softly, "No one knows about this secret passage, don't worry." β
"You're not lying to us, are you?"
"I can swear by the name of the God I believe in."
Zhou Ling motioned for everyone to be quiet, and then walked quickly to the entrance and listened.
The sound of hurried footsteps came from the ground, and the rebels seemed to have begun a full-scale search, the sound gradually approaching, and every step was firmly stepped on the hearts of these fledgling special forces, like a hammer of fate, testing their purity on the ground.
Suddenly, footsteps stopped directly above the secret passage.
Zhou Ling stood in place with bated breath, the weapon in his hand clenched, and there was only one thought in his mind: as long as the enemy appeared, he would rush out with a bloody path.
"Great Ukurukuru God, please accept my prayers and guide us forward......"
The prayer rang out for a long time, and the rebels threw themselves into it as if no one was around, expressing their heart's desires and sincere hopes.
The basement was silent until the sound of prayer slowly subsided, subsided, and dissipated.
"Let's go, this is the residence of the clergy Payarez, we shouldn't bother too much."
"Got it, keep searching."
With a final answer, the praying people left the idol and the building where the fugitives were hidden.
"Whew-"
Several special forces collapsed to the ground, everyone was silent, reaching out to wipe the beads of sweat from their foreheads, like a spring water, which continued to ooze out in the few minutes just now.
With the faint and dim light, Zhou Ling looked at the secret room, the space was not large, except for a table and a few chairs, it could only accommodate a few people, it should only be a temporary shelter.
When his gaze met the old man's, Zhou Ling paused, and in those increasingly cloudy eyes, he saw a dazzling light, and the other party looked directly in the direction of the statue, as if feeling the call of God.
The old man was dressed in a black robe, his expression was a little calm, his forehead was broad and flat, his ears were drooping, and his eyes were sunken by old age even deeper. A warm smile is always on his kind face, as if it can dispel the anxiety and tension in the hearts of outsiders.
He walked over to the table, picked up his reading glasses, put them on, and sat down slowly.
"Ah, old man."
The old man who heard the shouting turned around and looked at Zhang Guangshun.
"Just now, that one I ......"
The old man just smiled, "I understand, you are also acting impulsively in a hurry, don't mind." β
"Young people, you don't look like people from our country, you should be citizens of Huaxia."
Sun Weichen sat on the chair next to the old man, "Yes, old man, we are ......"
"Ahemβ"
Zhou Ling coughed lightly, glanced in Sun Weichen's direction, and stopped the other party's follow-up conversation.
The old man nodded in understanding, and naturally diverted the topic without asking details, "This place is too dangerous, you really shouldn't risk coming here." β
"Alas......"
The old man's words aroused the memories of several people, who originally thought that it was just an ordinary reconnaissance and intelligence gathering mission, but how could they have expected that the true face of war had long exceeded their imagination, that dangers were everywhere, and that daily training and exercises could not simulate such reality and cruelty at all.
Li Yuanjing stood up, approached the old man, and stopped talking, "By the way, old man, you just said that your son is a rebel, I don't know ......"
The old man was stunned, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, "Yes, he is indeed a rebel." β
"But why do you ......?"
"I'm doing what I think I have to do, and he's sticking to what he thinks is right, I'm me, he's him, two completely separate individuals."
Li Yuanjing paused for a moment and continued to ask, "Then will you hate him?" β
"No, I won't, we're all following our own inner voices."
Zhang Guangshun took the case and said angrily: "Aren't those hateful rebels hateful? They started a war and killed so many innocent civilians, they all deserve to die! β
The atmosphere became solemn in an instant, and several other people glanced at Zhang Guangshun complainingly, eager to seal his mouth with adhesive tape, this remark sounded right, but for the old man, this undoubtedly hit the sore spot.
"Young people, not everything is right and wrong......"
"Then why kill!?"
"Today's killings stem from yesterday's conflicts, and what we need to do is not to condemn today's results, but to explore the essential causes of yesterday's conflicts, only then can we understand the conflicts and eliminate the killings."
"Don't tell me these big truths, I don't understand, war is war, killing is killing."
Ye Yongliang pushed Zhang Guangshun away, "If you don't understand, just stay and don't be embarrassed." β
"What!? You repeat! β
"Zhang Guangshun." Zhou Ling pointed in the direction of the corner.
"Hmph, I'm not interested in understanding, so I went to sleep."
The old man pushed his glasses and said calmly: "You guys should also go and have a good rest, when it is late at night, the rebel guards will be relatively weak, and you can evacuate safely." β
Zhou Ling looked at several team members, "Hurry up and rest, set off late at night, and I'll be in charge of guarding." β
Looking at Zhou Ling's determined gaze, the others didn't say anything, because they all knew that even if they did, it would be useless.
The snoring soon sounded rhythmically, and after a whole day of running and fighting, coupled with high-intensity psychological pressure, to be honest, every special forces soldier was struggling to persevere, as long as they lay down peacefully and put down their weapons, they could fall asleep immediately.
After all, they are also only new recruits on a mission for the first time.
The old man moved his body cautiously so as not to touch the people lying on the ground, and finally walked to the entrance of the secret passage and sat on the stairs at Zhou Ling's feet.
"Young man, you also go to rest and rest, I will help you keep watch."
Zhou Ling shook his head lightly and rejected the old man's kindness.
The two men did not speak for a long time, sitting quietly on the stairs, forming a static and thought-provoking picture.
"Why did the war start?"
"This matter has to start many years ago......
"As you've seen along the way, for decades, our country has been mired in poverty. Everyone fantasizes about living a better and better life, so they start to fight and work hard, but it is not until the end that they wake up to the fact that the current society is like a cage, no matter how hard they struggle, they will not be able to break free after all. β
"They wanted to change, and they tried to change, but they couldn't find any suitable channel, and these people who were forced to do so, some chose to become pirates, and some chose to embark on the road of rebellion. They are all people who are pushed forward by life, there is no choice, as long as they see hope, everyone will be like a moth to a fire, regardless of life and death to pounce on their fantasies. β
"All they can do is respond to society's call and become killing machines, so I don't hate my kids, and I don't hate all the rebels."
The old man's words are like recalling a distant story that belongs to him personally, to this nation, to this country, and to every human being in the world.
Zhou Ling stared at the old man in front of him, his eyes mixed with a trace of indescribable emotion.
He sneered and said, "Everyone fantasizes about a better life, but they keep waging wars for this goal, and as a result, society is getting poorer and poorer, and it is sinking deeper and deeper into the quagmire. β
The old man's head hung down, and his shoulders drooped, as if he had lost the strength to support him, and he instantly aged a lot.
"You're right, everything, the cycle of cause and effect, it's just that it's too late to say this now."
Perhaps one day they will suddenly wake up and find that it is the turmoil over the years that has caused them to become more and more distant from their ideal society, so these people will fall into regret and distress. However, at this time, there will be another voice in their hearts telling them: even if they stop now, they will not be able to go back to the past, and only by continuing to move forward can they create new miracles. β
"Therefore, there is no way back, they can only stick to this road that they know is wrong, but they have to go on, until the moment of final victory or complete defeat comes."
Zhou Ling bit his lower lip tightly and said coldly: "There can be no victory, and there will be no defeat. β
"Yes, in this war, there are no winners, everyone, all are losers."
The old man paused and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, "They paid money, time, and youth for this war, and spent their lives pursuing the mission, only to find out in the end that it was just a dream." And it is the devil behind the scenes who creates this dream for them. β
Once again, the two sides fell silent, contemplating the devil's evil deeds alone.
"Your situation is dangerous."
The old man turned around, his face full of serenity, and he said in an excited tone: "Don't worry about tomorrow, tomorrow will have its own worries about tomorrow." And if I am not afraid, what can the enemy do to me? β
Zhou Ling swallowed his saliva, and couldn't help but be in awe, even though his position was above the old man, it seemed that he had to look up to see the other party's face clearly.
He stood up and bowed deeply to the old man.
Late that night, after bidding farewell to the old man, the five of them secretly traveled by moonlight, and their next destination was the rebel base of GarowΓ©.
When the first rays of the morning sun fell on the land, they finally withdrew from Galcayo and entered the territory of the rebels, where life, trade, and transportation returned, and the signs of human activity were once again in front of them.
"Zhang Guangshun, let me tell you, don't make your own decisions in the future, please consider our feelings."
"Got it, got it, don't be yelling, like a."
Zhang Guangshun didn't refute either, since he was taken out by Zhou Ling to talk alone last night, he felt that he should still be restrained and restrained, otherwise being expelled from the special forces at that time would not be the result he wanted.
"This place is relatively normal, and there is no danger in the face." Li Yuanjing raised his head and breathed in the air that made people feel safe.
"Doot-doo-"
The sound of car horns came from a distance, and pedestrians on the road automatically and consciously moved out of the way, and it didn't take long for military vehicles to swish past quickly, rolling up dust all over the ground.
Zhou Ling saw a familiar face on the military vehicle that flashed by.
"It's him ......"