They groped around me and examined it, and then reported to that Lin Shaoquan that there were no wounds on my body.

I thought they would let me go like that, but after all, I was self-righteous, and I felt someone grab me by the collar from behind, and the person next to me who was clamping my hands and feet had let go.

I was carried backwards by the man as if I had been carried in a sack, and a strong anger of humiliation rose in my heart, and just as I turned my head to glare at the man to show my unyielding self-esteem, a black shadow obscured my vision, it was a fist the size of a stone, boom! It hit me the forehead.

Suddenly, I only heard the buzzing of 10,000 bees in my ears, and the starlight in front of me scurried, staggered a few steps, hit the wall, and then slowly leaned against the wall and slid down.

This punch really stunned me, my eyes were shining, my ears were hallucinating, and at this time, I vaguely saw the tall figure standing in front of me, holding my collar, and the voice was deep, as if it was roaring, but it was not real.

"Do you know what you've done? Alarm those guys, blocked downstairs, if the communication signal can't be restored, we'll all have to die here, you killed you. ”

I heard it, it was Lin Shaoquan. He raised his hand, as if he was about to hit me, but he stopped, as if he was afraid of beating me out, so he had to release my collar in hatred.

I glanced at the people present in a daze, some of them looked elsewhere, and some of them looked at me coldly, they all blamed me, who should I blame?

It's really hateful, why don't I have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, otherwise I wouldn't have suffered this loss now, the whole person is like a frosted eggplant in this corner, full of bitter water, but I have to bury it in my heart.

When the muddy feeling cleared from my brain, I began to defend myself, I didn't think I had done anything wrong, it was all just because of the gun that accidentally slipped off, if it wasn't for that, if it wasn't for the fact that I was already hanging by a thread, how could I have shot, how could I have attracted those pathogens?

My gun was confiscated when I was searched, maybe they were afraid that I would resist, and when they got excited, they would do something dangerous, and their fears were right, because I wasn't sure if I would pick up my gun and fight them in a hot head, maybe at that time, I would be killed on the spot by them as a dangerous person, think about it, should I still thank them? Thanks to the guy who punched me up?

I touched the corner of my forehead that kept tingling, and couldn't help but gasp, that guy really got his hands on it, I'm afraid that at least a big bag, heh, the head has horns, is it possible to treat me as a mascot? Then why don't you do it again on my right?

I grumbled in my heart, rubbed my thighs and stomach, which were still a little sore and shivering, shook my head, shook off the fear that my life was hanging by a thread, and stood up.

The soldier with the communication equipment on his back climbed to the top of the rooftop, fiddling with the iron box I didn't recognize, and he was sweating profusely with a headset, and I looked up at him below, and I noticed a little impatience in his expression, as if things were not going well.

I'm afraid it's going to be bad, if I can't restore communication, those guys won't have to eat me alive?

I glanced apprehensively at the same person who was looking up at the communicator warrior as I was. They didn't have the heart to pay attention to me, and they were afraid that their hearts were hanging over the correspondent.

I moved nervously in the direction of the guardrail, walked to the shelf of the billboard, and cautiously looked down, the dense surging human heads really startled me, and then I clearly realized that my shot had completely plunged us into a Jedi.

I remembered that Lin Shaoquan said, if we can't restore communication, then we will have to die here, and all this is caused by me.

I didn't have the heart to complain anymore, I just looked back at the sweaty correspondent soldier worriedly, praying, chanting, hoping that God would bless me for always laughing at people who like to pin their hopes on the ethereal gods and Buddhas, and only now did I realize that when people are in a desperate situation and helpless, in addition to praying to the heavens and praying to the gods and Buddhas, they can only numbly wait for misfortune to come

People will always give hope to those ethereal gods, gods and Buddhas, and I, who once scorned and sneered at this, am not exempt from vulgarity. Maybe it's because the sins I've committed are too deep, and I need some special way to soothe the overwhelmed heart. I looked at them with guilt, the lives of these dozen people hung between life and death because of the mistakes I made, maybe they would die because of me, but I didn't dare to imagine that this heavy guilt that I could not bear would crush me, suffocate me, and collapse.

Time passed little by little, and from time to time a bad wind blew, and the cold that came to the face made people shiver a little.

The sky had completely darkened, and my heart seemed to sink to a low point, and the endless darkness was like a vicious beast with its mouth open to blood, making me tremble with fear.

I tilted my head, my neck was already stiff, and a cold wind blew in, which made me realize that this is winter, and the temperature at night is at least 20 degrees different from the temperature during the day.

Some of the fighters also began to fold their arms and rub their arms to keep warm, and I walked under the corner, curled up in silence with my back to the wind.

I should have admired the correspondent who was still fiddling with the iron box in the cold wind, and perhaps he knew that our lives were in his hands, in fact, I should apologize to them, if it weren't for me, we could have gone down the floor to keep warm, and even sneaked out of here tomorrow morning without alarming those pathogens. But the current level has no idea how many pathogens have been flooded. They were waiting for their prey to step into their trap due to hunger, cold, and despair, and perhaps they had climbed up the stairway to the last floor, separated only by an iron door. I'm even beginning to wonder if the iron door can hold them back.

One of the warriors began to distribute the food at her beckon, and gave me a piece of chocolate and sausage, and they did not blame me, nor did they deprive me of the right to eat, perhaps because it was the original owner of the food.

Food can fill hungry stomachs, and can bring hope and strength to people.

After eating the food that did not satisfy my hunger, I suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, I was not a heavy smoker, but at the moment I felt a little scratching my lungs, I just hoped that I could use cigarettes to sober myself up for a moment and expel those heavy emotions.

I fell asleep to the sound of the howling wind, no, I should say half-asleep. The cold never kept me awake, and the sleepiness never woke me up.

In the middle of the night, I woke up for a moment, stood up and moved my stiff limbs, if I hadn't moved, I would have slept tonight, and I was afraid that I would have become a stiff corpse tomorrow morning.

A lot of people are asleep, but like me, they don't sleep well, and I wake them up just by moving my body. Of course, there was still someone who hadn't slept, the communicator soldier, who was still braving the night wind, fiddling with the iron box, and I was even worried about whether he would be able to hold on.

When I regained sensation in my limbs, I began to return to a half-asleep state, unable to dislike the cold ground under me, I could only endure it, just hoping that the night would pass as soon as possible, and at the same time hoping that the messenger warrior would bring good news, I prayed

"Okay!!"

"Hahaha, it's finally good!"

I woke up with a hoarse cheer, and as I reacted, my eyes turned red, and I cheered and jumped with the warriors, but also to banish the morning cold.

He was wearing a headset, his eyes were bloodshot, that was caused by anxiety and anxiety, as a predator, staying up for a night or two, there would not be such a serious reaction, more because of the double stimulation of psychological pressure and cold, which made him look like he was ten years old in one night, his lips were a little black and purple, I began to worry about his physical condition, I believe that others too.

He shouted into the headset in a hoarse voice: "This is the special operations detachment of the 106th Brigade of the 36th Division of the 18th Red Lion Army, request for support from the headquarters, request support from the headquarters!" ”

I listened to him roar, I could feel his overflowing excitement, the other party must have received it and replied, and then after listening to him report the landmark, the warriors around me finally cheered and laughed.

He put down the headset and reported to the female commander surnamed Zhang behind him: "The headquarters will send two helicopters to support, a Z9WE, armed helicopter, and a Z-8 carrier-based transport plane, which will arrive in five hours." ”

Finally, when I heard this answer, my heart finally fell to the ground, and the heavy guilt really made me suffer.

The waves in her eyes flashed, and she was still calm, no matter what time it was, she could remain calm and calm, not knowing what would happen to shatter her ancient peace.

She patted the communicator soldier on the shoulder and took his headset: "Take a good rest, I'll take care of the rest." ”

"Yes."

We waited in high spirits for the arrival of the two eagles, we were finally leaving, we were about to leave this desperate place.