October 12, 2016. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the forty-second day of Fang Cheng's arrival on the island of Nebreda.

Fang Wei thought that he had adapted to this place, and he was used to the days of vigilance day and night, and his hands were up and down.

But the reality taught him another cruel lesson.

That night, an unprecedented number of Bula enemies raided Hacksaw Mountain, and he fought hard, he suppressed, and finally ...... He survived.

October 13, 2016.

Early morning.

Fang Cheng leaned on the edge of the mountain, a three-kilometer circle above Hacksaw Mountain full of wreckage and body, starting five years ago...... Many of the dead people had not been cleaned up.

Little by little piled up until now.

This three-kilometre-wide strip is full of red and green, with the majority of green being green.

He looked at his teammates next to him and shouted, "Jianheng, it's time to eat." ”

Ganghan pouted: "Don't disturb him, let him rest." ”

Fang Cheng was silent and said in a low voice: "I think he can continue to stand up." ”

"Hehe, hopefully. Ganghan's eyes slowly closed and said no more.

The black man Damon was wearing a dark green military uniform, and the upper body of the military uniform was already tattered, he staggered to Jian Heng's side, crossed the fingers of his hands on his chest, and sat on his knees:

"Dear Lord, dear God Father, may persevering souls be led by you to eternal life, peace, and joy in the kingdom of God the Father, and all that we ask today is in the name of Jesus Christ, and may your kingdom come......"

Dimon whispered a prayer.

Wang Youwei, the leader of the ninth squad, opened his eyes and looked at the sky, it was early in the morning, he sighed, stood up straight, and looked at the edge of the jungle:

"We're pretty mild here, but if we go to the Iron Guard Valley, it's even more intense, and people die every day...... Okay, don't bother Jianheng, let him sleep well. ”

The Negro Damon whispered, as if he had finished praying, and he stood up, facing the east where the sun was rising, and his hands were hanging at his sides, and prayed reverently:

"Beloved, praise you, for the safe passage of the night, for your care and protection, and may my heart be thee, and be thee...... please."

"Guard, Damon, what the hell do you look at the people on earth, Jesus and Christ are all that kind of. ”

The white man roared and became emotional, and he squinted at Damon: "Let Jesus come out, come, let your Lord, God your Father, come down to the island of Nebreda!"

The black man Damon was stunned, and still finished praying in a low voice.

The white man sneered: "Can the Jesus you believe in, the Christ you believe in, save you?"

Fang Cheng frowned and persuaded: "Okay, don't make noise, today is the last day of patrolling, and you can go back to rest at night." ”

They have been on the cliff for a week.

After today, it's a whole week, and you can go back and rest for two days.

Fang Cheng twisted his neck, his cheeks were already full of black mud and black soil, and he didn't bother to clean it up, looking down in his field of vision:

"Strength: 2.9, Dexterity: 1.5, Spirit: 1.3, Elemental Energy: 8.6. ”

In this month, agility has increased a little bit, and spirit has increased by two.

Xu is a battlefield training, tense nerves do not dare to relax in the slightest, without adding points, the spirit has also improved.

The high-intensity mental level also made Fang Cheng more calm and composed, and he remained calm and calm on this bloody hacksaw mountain.

The white man shook his head and spread his hands: "OK, OK, I just want to know if Jesus really exists." ”

Captain Wang Youwei frowned.

The black man Damon took a breath, turned his head to look at the ganghan, his eyes revealed a look of determination, and said in a deep voice:

"I know that my Redeemer lives, and at the end of time he will stand on the earth, and that after my flesh is destroyed, I will see God outside of the flesh. ”

This phrase would have been a reference to Job's belief in the Bible:

No matter how devastating the blow or the desperate circumstances, we must not give up hope and faith.

Hearing that the ears of the white man had changed to another taste, he laughed: "You mean you want to die, right? If you want to die, just say it, run into the bushes and walk for an hour, and I will see if you die." ”

Fang Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the white man.

In the daily communication of the ninth team, the main language is Chinese, Ganghan and Dimon can speak Chinese, but sometimes they are not very proficient in using it.

Chen Hu on the side walked up, he had a good relationship with Ganghan, pulled Ganghan away, and whispered: "It's the last day today, what's there to be noisy about." ”

The black man Damon also looked dark, walked to Fang Cheng's side, and sat down with grinning teeth.

He hurt his butt in the battle the day before yesterday, and it hurts a little when he sits on the ground, but it's very uncomfortable when he doesn't sit.

After all, he's been lying down for a day.

Fang Cheng turned around, looked at Damon, whose face was as black as paint, and said with a smile:

"Damon, your face can't be seen in the night. ”

Damon's face darkened even more, and he complained, "Hey, Brother Dacheng, don't you feel guilty in your heart for mocking your good friend like this?"

"I don't believe in Christ. ”

"Okay, I think I'm more like Bao Qingtian from your ancient Huaguo. ”

“......”

Fang Cheng laughed, speechless.

Dimon was silent for a while, then said, "There are only five of us left here, and the other patrols have all gone back, and I always feel a little uneasy and flustered. ”

Captain Wang Youwei stepped over: "What are you panicking about?"

Fang Cheng closed his eyes, exhaled, and leaned against the mountain: "Yesterday, the eleven teams just finished jointly exterminating it, and there will be no more enemies in the next few days." ”

Wang Youwei also nodded, squatted down, and looked into Damon's eyes:

"Hacksaw Mountain is not an important defensive point, there are not many Blah enemies here, and yesterday there were more than 200 Brah enemies, and we killed them all. ”

After saying that, he patted Dimon on the shoulder: "Relax, man, we'll go back to camp in the evening." ”

Dimon smiled wryly and nodded.

Chen Hu on the side walked over, placed a large black pot on the ground, stuffed some firewood underneath, and then he looked at Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng shrugged, stretched out his right hand, and put it next to the firewood.

"Bang, bang, whew. ”

With a snap of the fingers, flames came out and fell on the dry wood, blazing.

The white man also walked over slowly and sat down on the ground.

Five people gathered around the iron pot, and the flames were blown in the wind.

The firelight shone on the faces of the five people, Fang Cheng's eyes flashed, and he glanced at his teammates, his expressions were all heavy and frozen.

He pursed his lips, and no longer had any thoughts of joking.

The soil on his mouth was licked into his mouth, and Fang Cheng took another sip, spitting aside the saliva with the slag.

The five of them ate their noodles quietly.

The fresh meat and vegetables that I brought at the beginning have been used up, and now only noodles remain.

The white man chewed the noodles with an ugly face, you must know that he had never eaten noodles in the United States, and he hated this food the most.

But now, how can you still pick fat and thin.

Cracking sound.

The wood burned, turning from dry to charred black, and the twigs burned to ashes, and the thicker ones remained.

Wang Youwei flattened his mouth, threw the rice bowl aside, and no longer brushed it, anyway, it was the last day.

The white man retched, he couldn't eat the noodles anymore, he barely swallowed the last bite into his mouth, stood up and patted his stomach.

Ganghan supported his waist with both hands, shook his neck, stretched his waist, and glanced around casually.

His eyes glazed over, his body stagnated, his mouth trembled and he whispered:

"Hey, guys, get up, over there...... Oh my God. ”

The eyes of the four people moved, and Fang Cheng, who was still chewing slowly, put the rice bowl on the ground beside him, and there was still a small semi-white thin noodles left in the bowl.

Fang Cheng stood up and looked at the bushes.

It was just early in the morning, and the sun was about to rise from the horizon.

On the dimly lit Hacksaw Mountain, an area of fifty or sixty meters in the middle of the bushes...... A large number of green spots of light appeared faintly.

Fang Cheng's eyes widened.

Goosebumps are rising, and the bones are cold and hairy.

Where is this point of light, it is clearly the green eyes of the enemy!

But yesterday there was a bloody battle, and this Bura enemy actually came again? This is not in their style...... Although he was physically tired, he did not forget what he should have done.

Fang Cheng's head was shocked, and he took out the assembly signal order on his body, he picked up the signal command vertically, and pulled the fuse.

With a soft sound, a ray of light rushed to a height of more than forty or fifty, and then exploded, and a symbol appeared in the dim sky:

“Z。 ”