I saw that Cao Mingzhe was about to carry me up, but Jack stopped me.

"I can't move, let alone carry it, because compressing the wound will accelerate the flow of blood in the liver into the abdominal cavity. I could only carry him and try to make an improvised stretcher. ”

I saw Cao Mingzhe's expression freeze for a moment. He probably didn't expect things to be so complicated, he was carrying me on his back and running faster than I could on my own. However, it will hasten my death.

I watched them as if it had nothing to do with me, I was just a spectator. I could feel the pain, the pain of broken hand bones, the cramping pain in my abdomen, and the pain all over my body from being knocked to the ground by squad leader Liu. But all this is not as good as the pain in my heart just in case.

I grieve for myself and for all of us. Cao Mingzhe and I gave up the trajectory of normal life in order to find Song Guilong's birth and death. It turned out that I was killed by him, and he was killed by Cao Mingzhe. It's really the biggest tragedy in my life.

I even wanted to say to Cao Mingzhe and Jack: Don't be busy, I know my situation best, and I can breathe every minute. Save your strength and run for your lives.

But I couldn't speak, and I couldn't even move my head. I can only watch them play out this farce before my eyes.

The farce was short-lived for me, though. My vision quickly blurred, my hearing worsened, and I could barely hear a complete sentence, only the buzzing sound of a mosquito.

Then, everything was quiet. I was comfortably in the dark.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself on a stretcher. My hands could reach both sides of the stretcher, European crutches on one side and several spears tied together on the other. On the side of the stretcher is a sleeping bag.

I want to spit on Jack. It's not called a simple stretcher, it's simple.

It still hurts a lot, and it hurts even more. The temperature here is not low. It's not too hot, at least not sweaty. But I was covered in sweat, and the sharp pain all over my body made me break out in a cold sweat. I was woken up by pain.

For some reason, my head was in front of the stretcher. That is to say, I can't see the front, I can only see the situation behind, and I am lying upside down on a stretcher.

Behind the stretcher was a fighter. After the death of squad leader Liu, this soldier became the commander of the light pole. Exclude, of course, the other two fighters who remained in the metal room.

The stretcher was fast, and I saw the fighter panting. There was also a panting man beside him, it was Jack. He carried the Europeans on his back, and he was not left behind.

The crutches of the Europeans were contributed to make a stretcher, which could only be carried by Jack. It is impossible for others to carry him, not willingly or not, but because he is unqualified. Europeans are too tall. I'm tall in this squad, and if I were to carry him, his feet would be dragged to the ground.

Others ran on his back, and when he reached his destination, one of the Europeans' feet was worn off. His injured leg had Jack splint, and although it was not held in place, it was unable to bend. Only Jack doesn't drag his feet on the ground when he carries him on his back.

I'm cold. It also hurts. His body shook like a wobble. The vision is not clear, and I can only see the two people in front of me clearly. Behind them. There should have been someone else, but I couldn't see clearly, only a few flickering lights.

I know that there will be no more squad leader Liu among these people. I cursed him to death, with the most vicious words.

For a long time, even before I fell unconscious, before I touched Song Guilong. I'm still cursing this in my heart.

I've never put myself in his shoes. Even though he kept sticking his hot face to my cold ass, I still sneered at him, and I always thought that he owed me and his life was mine.

But for now, it seems that human nature. It's such a strange thing.

He had his persistence and belief, and in order to fulfill a promise to Company Commander Li, he could and gave up certain principles, such as betraying me.

At least the reason why he betrayed me for the second time was definitely to come down here and fulfill his promise to Company Commander Li. For this, he would rather sacrifice his life and trample on his own personality.

Sadness and self-blame make my heart even colder. Maybe reconciling with squad leader Liu earlier can calm my guilty heart a little more.

At that moment, he only cared about finding Song Guilong, and only cared about fulfilling his promise to Company Commander Li. It makes me sad.

I thought he was going to say that he had settled with me, that he had paid me back what he owed me. In this case, I can still tell him that I don't hate him anymore, and let him go as calmly as possible.

However, in the end, I didn't have a chance to say anything to forgive him, maybe he didn't care, but I did. If I can get out of here alive, this incident and this sentence will always be in my heart.

The pain in my body made it impossible for me to concentrate on my thoughts. Even the sorrow for squad leader Liu appeared in my mind intermittently. The mind is confused to the extreme, and the picture that appears in my mind and in front of me is unclear and confused.

Maybe it's the rudimentary stretcher itself that is very bumpy, or maybe everyone's eyes are focused on their feet. Strangely, all the lights, whether they were flashlights or glowsticks, were placed very low, as if the road surface was not very smooth, and there was a possibility of tripping at any time.

Anyway, I felt my eyes open, I could see a little warrior and Jack, but no one looked at me, no one saw me open.

I had neither the ability to speak, nor the ability to make any movements, not even to squeeze my eyes. Except for a cold sweat.

I gave up all effort and looked upwards. I lay flat on the stretcher, and it was a bit of a struggle to see Jack and the warriors in the back, but it was much easier to look at the darkness above.

As I said, this passage is very high, maybe as high as that space. This is a passage for giants.

But I saw the light. White, very soft light.

I couldn't tell if the light was coming from the roof of the cave or from the outside world. I prefer that this light came from the outside world, because it was far away, very high, definitely more than the height of the cave I was in.

I could even feel the softness and warmth of the light, the pain that had lost all the wounds on my body, as if it were a divine radiance that could dispel pain and fear.

I could even faintly see that the disc was as soft as the full moon, with green grass and bright flowers hanging with dewdrops.

At this moment, my heart was at peace.

My heart and my soul are called to a very tempting and seductive call: that light and the world behind it will bring me infinite happiness, and that is where I finally belong and what I want to pursue.

I held out a hand to the light. Say, "Please take me out of here, that's where I'm going." (To be continued.) )