Zheng Junli, who was stitching up his wounds in the hospital, told Jiang Buwan about the past that he had forgotten for a long time.

Zheng Junli did not have any abnormalities for a long time after experiencing that incident on the battlefield.

Something was wrong, it started when he returned to the Hubei Military Academy.

After Zheng Junli returned to the military academy from the Yunan battlefield, the first thing he did was to find his former colleagues who had been separated from him for a long time, and it was then that he found that the friends he had known well had all died in that war.

God knows that his classmates have evaporated from the world, and there will be no chance to see each other again. The entire military school was frighteningly empty. The classrooms, dormitories, and courts were all filled with the shadows of his colleagues, and the noise seemed to linger in his ears.

But it didn't take long for the new cadets to fill the empty campus again.

Zheng Junli watched them come and go in a trance, and always felt that they would disappear one day, and they would also die in the bloody rain one after another.

He may have had his onset from that moment.

I was so sick that I forgot that day, and I forgot that day, and I forgot that day, when blood and rain flew. also forgot that his comrades-in-arms died on the way to conquer the three cities of Yunan, and forgot that their deaths were all because of that terrible flower.

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Zheng Junli has a smart brain, and he has always played the role of Zhuge military advisor in the team. Because of Zheng Junli's proper strategy, his team became the only team that went deep into Yunan, but still did not lose a member.

Maybe it's because they've been safe and sound through the rain of bullets, so Zheng Junli is a little flustered.

He feels like he's all-powerful and capable of solving any tricky fight. So, when his companion proposed to take the initiative to attack the enemy's lone infantry platoon to make a contribution, Zheng Junli naturally agreed. He'd been able to keep them safe before, and he would be able to do the same this time.

After Zheng Junli formulated a strategy, the squad leader took them to the east of the Luo River, where the enemy's lone infantry platoon was resting.

They were divided into groups of ten people, in groups of two and two, and hid on the small slopes on the east side of the Luo River, firing cold guns at the enemy infantry by the river.

It's just that they never expected that the enemy infantry platoon still had a lot of explosives and grenades in their hands. Zheng Junli's previous estimate of their firepower was too far behind. Moreover, there are still masters in the enemy infantry platoon, and even if they put cold guns, the enemy still analyzes their position.

It didn't take long for them to have two more bolted grenades at their feet.

Zheng Junli and Yang Mingdong were a group, they were less than twenty years old at the time, and they were a little panicked when they saw the grenade, Zheng Junli hurriedly pulled Yang Mingdong aside. The grenade exploded behind them, knocking Yang Mingdong unconscious, Yang Mingdong's ears buzzed, and after a while, he fell to the ground on his side, unable to close his eyes.

"Yang Myeong-dong! Yangmyeong-dong! Zheng Junli shook his arm, but Yang Mingdong couldn't wake up. Zheng Junli panicked and reached out to probe Yang Mingdong's snort, and after finding that he was still alive, Zheng Junli breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down slightly.

"What's the difference between you putting a cold gun in the back and stealing chickens and dogs? We are all compatriots of the same country, and I don't think we should go to war in this pointless place. The enemy infantry platoon commander spoke.

"You said you wouldn't go to war, didn't you give us grenades to eat?" Zheng Junli's squad leader said.

"Isn't it so accurate? It's kind of giving you face. You want to kill us to ask for credit, right? The warlords killed each other. There's no need between us. Now that they don't give orders, there is no need for you to come and kill each other with our compatriots. The enemy platoon commander said earnestly.

The squad leader was silent when he heard this.

The enemy seems to have some truth in what he said.

The squad leader poked his head out and shouted to him, "Okay, we won't beat you this time." ”

"Let's go, brothers, let's go back." The squad leader ordered.

Everyone listened to the order and prepared to evacuate.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly raised his spear and aimed it at the squad leader's head, and hit him in the forehead with a 'bang'.

"Squad leader!" Zheng Junli exclaimed.

Young people. Hot-blooded, impulsive, affectionate, and easy to deceive.

After a few words from the enemy, they proudly showed their heads on the battlefield.

"What are you doing! Say a truce! Zheng Junli shouted at the other party, but he didn't dare to show his head again.

"You boys, Xue Qintong deceived him from the military academy, right?" The enemy platoon commander touched the stubble on his chin. "Today, my uncle will teach you a lesson and tell you what it means to be a soldier and not be tired of cheating. It's really funny, you group of 'military academy talents' who haven't grown up yet, it's good to sit in the camp tent and blindly command and command, Xue Qintong wants to sweep you out and do it with real knives and guns, I really don't know what to think. ”

As soon as the enemy platoon commander's voice fell, his men all picked up their guns and began to confront Zheng Junli and his party all over the hillside.

There were too many of them, and Zheng Junli and his party quickly fell into passivity.

"Bang bang bang-" The gunshots kept coming.

In a quiet and inconspicuous corner, there is a small flower, which is growing at a frightening rate, and the killing thought is its nourishment, and the heavier the killing thought, the faster it will grow.

The enemy infantry found the hiding place of Zheng Junli and Yang Mingdong, raised their guns and aimed at Zheng Junli, who was not to be outdone, and also aimed his guns at the other side.

"Bang-", the other party pulled the trigger, but Zheng Junli's heart softened and he never pulled the trigger.

"Poof—" A purple-red tentacle suddenly appeared, piercing the heart of the person opposite, digging a large hole in his body.

The tentacles were withdrawn, and blood poured out, Zheng Junli had never seen blood so worthless.

The man had a hideous face, and looked a thousand times more painful than being killed by explosives.

Zheng Junli was stunned, his limbs were weak, and he saw that the tentacles were wandering around and falling together, hollowing out the hearts of dozens of people present.

The corpse flew down, splattering with blood.

"Something!" Someone raised a gun in self-defense, and the projectile came out, and the bullet collided with the tentacle, and the tentacle was unharmed. On the contrary, the man shot only two or three shots, and the tentacles killed him.

For a time, blood flowed like a long river.

Zheng Junli immediately hugged Yang Mingdong, lay on his side, rolled into the ditch on the side, hid in it, and didn't dare to come out again.

"Help! Help me! ”

Everyone present finally realized what a terrible thing this tentacle suddenly appeared.

They threw away their guns and fled in all directions.

Except for Yang Mingdong, Zheng Junli's only remaining companion ran straight to the trench.

When Zheng Junli saw him, he immediately stretched out his hand and wanted to pull him in together.

The fingertips of the two of them were only an inch apart, and at the moment when Zheng Junli thought he could pull him back, the tentacles stabbed into his body, and the splashed blood splashed into Zheng Junli's eyes and Zheng Junli's clothes, making his whole person immersed in the fishy smell.