This feeling is very familiar to me, and when Chubby pounced on me at a Macau restaurant, my body suddenly filled with the same sense of powerlessness as it does now.

There was another swirling illusion, and I was taken to an unknown place in a groggy state.

On the Colonel's field, groups of soldiers in yellow uniforms stood straight, although their faces were covered with mud and their bodies were covered with large and small scars. But their expressions were resolute and calm, and they did not miss a trace of fatigue. Only when their eyes skimmed over the seven figures kneeling on the yellow mud ground in front of them, their eyes showed disdain and disdain.

On the yellow earth in front of them, seven figures covered in mud and covered in blood, also wearing yellow military uniforms. His hands were tied, and he fell to his knees on the ground, his head bowed and he did not dare to raise it.

In front of these seven people, there stood a tall strong man, this strong man was burly, with a small flat head, and a fierce scar on his face crossed the corner of his left eyebrow, adding a bit of fierceness.

Seven soldiers walked out of the ranks of the "Reserve ......", raised their guns, and aimed them at the seven figures who were kneeling on the ground.

"Slow," Scar Man whispered, waving his hand to stop.

Then he squatted on the ground, grabbed the collar of a man with thick eyebrows, and glared angrily, "Say...... Yuan Zheng, why did you take the whole class as a deserter. Do you know how many brothers have lost their lives by escaping like this, making the whole plan fall short? ”

It was only then that I finally knew where Fatetra had taken me.

This is supposed to be the place where Yuan Zheng was arrested after escaping. What I'm looking at now is the past life of the original government.

The place where fate took me must have something to do with the cause and effect of the original government, and I stared closely at the conversation between the two, for fear that I would miss a little mistake.

At this moment, I finally saw the appearance of Yuan Zheng clearly. Although he can't talk about his eyebrows and eyes, he is also a tall and burly seven-foot man. I really don't understand, how can such a person become a deserter.

"Chief, I was wrong, I received a letter from home, my daughter-in-law was ruined by the landlord, and jumped into the well with her seventy-year-old mother, leaving my ten-year-old child living alone in his hometown. I think we're going to die in this fight. I am dead, who will avenge my daughter-in-law and mother, who will take care of my son! Yuan Zheng couldn't cry.

The reason for being a deserter is just like what the aunt said, and Yuan Zheng was also forced to do so.

"Regiment commander, my original government is not a bad seed, I have violated military discipline, and I die without resentment. I just hope you can give me a chance to take revenge, give me some time, and let me entrust my child to someone else! Yuan Zheng raised his head to the sky and howled, kowtowing to the regiment commander

The regiment commander was silent, and after a while, he squatted down and slowly helped Yuan Zheng up, and ordered his sergeants to bring five grenades and a few big knives. After untying the deserters, the regimental commander sent large knives and grenade bullets to them one by one.

The regiment commander's eyes swept over the deserter's body, and he said coldly: "You have violated military discipline and left your brother as a deserter." According to military discipline, it was necessary to put to death. But how can you die right, how to get the right from your fathers and fellow villagers, and how to get up the yellow mud under your feet! You guys...... Let's choose your own way to die. ”

The implication of the regiment commander's words was to let themselves destruct.

Yuan Zheng, who was wearing a yellow military uniform, had red eyes, kowtowed a few times to the scar commander, dragging his heavy legs, and the seven deserters slowly left under the disdainful eyes of many people.

At this moment, the camera shifted to an unknown courtyard. I saw seven deserters break into a deep mansion and drag out an old man who was over the age of six.

"Insult my daughter-in-law, you scumbag, damn it!" Yuan Zheng shouted angrily and cut off a person's head.

Then, in the middle of the night when the artillery was roaring, the seven members of the original government sneaked to a camp full of sun flags.

Two of the brothers knocked the two devils unconscious, disguised themselves as them and entered the camp of the devil generals, and when everyone did not come to their senses, they burst into a rage, pulled out their guns and killed the two high-ranking officials of the devils.

After the last bullet hit the heart of the enemy. The two of them pounced on the nearest devil with red eyes, and even if their hearts were pierced, they still had red eyes and bit the enemy's ears fiercely.

When the devils ripped their bodies off their bodies, their lips were biting into a bloody ear.

Yuan Zheng, along with a soldier named Niu San, infiltrated the camp of a class of devils, and while they were asleep, he assassinated a class of devils.

When the knife in the hands of Yuan Zheng and Niu San was aimed at the devil of the second squad, a violent explosion sounded at this time, and the two of them were completely exposed under the noses of the enemy.

The sound of the explosion was a hymn of self-immolation in which the other three brothers attacked the enemy's ammunition depot with grenade shells, detonating the grenade shells with their own lives, blowing up the enemy's logistical ammunition supply, and then throwing themselves into the flames.

In the collision of blades and blades, Yuan Zheng and Niu San already had scars on their bodies. They have all become a bloody man, and some of their blood is their own, and some of them are enemies. Until the big knife broke, they couldn't tell how many knives they had been stabbed and how many devils they had killed.

The scarred two staggered out of the camp, and the devils behind them chased after them relentlessly. As they fled to a valley, the enemy's pace slowly closed the distance, closing in on each step.

Seeing that the enemy was about to catch up with them, Niu San did not hesitate to push away Yuan Zheng, took the last grenade bullet, and rushed towards the enemy behind him with a roar under Yuan Zheng's tearful gaze.

"Squad leader, go back and tell the regiment commander that our brothers are all men with handles, and we are not deserters......" This was the only sentence left before Niu San detonated the grenade bomb.

After a long time, the ashes dispersed, leaving only the bones and corpses everywhere.

Haramasa wept, tears and snot, struggling to walk to the camp step by step. He gritted his teeth in the valley, blood spilling as he struggled forward.

Eventually, he couldn't hold it anymore and fell to his knees. But he still didn't give up, holding the broken knife with his bloody hands, sticking it on the ground and dragging it away.

The direction he was heading in was the school barracks where he had been arrested. It is the place where you leave, but where you belong.

There was a long path of blood flowing from the place where Haramasa crawled, and as time passed, the blood on the ground had long since dried up.

His eyes became more and more blurry, and the bloody hand holding the broken knife could only be powerless to let go, and by will, Yuan Zheng used the blood on his body to write a line on the ground.

Before he died, Yuan Zheng glanced weakly into the distance, his eyes were full of longing, his lips trembled and he said a vague word, and he could only close his eyes unwillingly.

Behind Yuan Zheng, there was still the smoke left behind by Niu San and the devils who blew themselves up together. The breeze mixed with the smoke of gunpowder swept past his corpse, blowing the weeds on the paths on both sides of the valley, making the entire battlefield behind the smoke even more bleak and desolate.

As a bystander, I couldn't cry anymore.

The crooked blood characters that Yuan Zheng finally wrote on the ground by his will were the names of six people. The names of the people I saw on the dirt on the mountainside before I passed out were exactly the same.

I couldn't hear what Haramasa was struggling to say at the end, but I could read the shape of his mouth.

He looked into the distance and said, "Commander, we are not deserters. ”

It's a pity that no one heard Yuan Zheng's last words, and with Yuan Zheng's death, these words were buried in the loess forever.

I finally understood why Haramasa appeared on the stage again and again. Perhaps, after his death, he was occupied by resentment and obsession, and only relied on his consciousness before his death, and kept slashing and playing the devil's play. But...... There is always an obsession in his heart that cannot be forgotten.

It was the advice of the brothers to him when they fell in a pool of blood, and the sound was in the ears and the words were in the heart.

When I came back from the realm of fate, I was still in a coma. However, I was conscious in a coma. I clearly heard that the last words of Yuan Zheng were still echoing in the wind.

"Commander, we are not deserters!" The words were full of blood-stained sadness, and the whole heart was cut out.

Even though I was unconscious, my eyes still unconsciously shed a line of tears.

The husband died for the country in a hundred battles, why should the man return the corpse.

How can I sigh that my brother was humiliated in vain, and now he is a powerful ghost