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In the aftermath, George asked the tall Lavent to help him move the body to the stable. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Suddenly, they found two drunken Germans lying in the haystack.

And one of the German soldiers had already woken up and was aiming a gun at George's head.

For a moment, he panicked, not to mention that he was dead, if the gunshots were heard, the raid mission would be exposed. While George was stunned, Lavent moved first. He clasped his hands tightly around the pistol-holding hand, and a muffled gunshot rang out from beneath his bulky body.

Anyone would have thought that Lavent was dead, but George watched him, "clicked" and broke the other party's neck, and then stretched out his giant palm to send another German devil who was still desperately drawing a gun from the holster to hell, and the other party's skull was smashed by him like an eggshell, and his brain flowed to the ground.

George asked himself: Where is this that the power of ordinary people can do?

As soon as he thought so, he saw a green mark on Lavent's palm. It looked like the shot had grazed his palm, and a faint green glow oozed from the crack. He was about to say something when he heard a burst of gunfire outside.

A detachment of German raiders suddenly appeared in the village. The squad was caught off guard by the sudden arrival of the enemy, and their companions were killed one after another.

Outnumbered, Lavent pulled George up on the spot, and they fled through the back window of the stables into the endless darkness.

As they fled, George gradually regained his senses, and he began to find his bearings, and just before dawn they found the 4th Marine Corps of the 2nd Division, which was a few miles away. Here he found his companions of the lost 82nd Airborne Division, as well as the French army, which was being defeated from their positions. Captain Lloyd Williams had just arrived at the defense zone when he saw this, and he scolded, "Retreat, it, we've just arrived here!" and this sentence spread through the American troops like a spark.

Yes, they just got here. The Americans are here to kill the enemy, not to be deserters.

George, LaVent, and some of the remaining 82nd Airborne Division mates were temporarily incorporated into the 2nd Division, preparing for a Fuxiao onslaught against the German camp.

Before the war, there was a short period of recuperation. Someone brews coffee in a tin pot around the campfire, and the fragrant smell wafts in the wind. George asked for two drinks and ran to find Lavent. The other party took the cup and did not speak, but George could not hold back his curiosity. But before he could speak, Lavent opened his huge palm at him.

George was surprised to see that there was not a single scar on his hands.

"What the hell is that green glow?" he said.

Lavent laughed and said, "If I told you, you would think I'm crazy!"

"Maybe I used to think that," George admits, "but I know what I saw last night. ”

"Did you know I'm from Maine?" he asked.

George nodded.

"My father took my brother and me to hunt in the forest from a young age. We were allowed to enter the hunting grounds early during the hunting season, and once my father took us to a place where bears would hunt, and we laid bait, and we waited in the dark for them to appear, until in the middle of the night I was so sleepy that I fell asleep, and when I woke up again, I found that my father and brother were gone. But I could hear the low roar of the bears, and I'm sure there were two. The bears kept their heads down, sniffing the ground for the living, and they quickly spotted me and crawled towards where I was hiding. The bigger bear, so close to me, didn't run away, didn't move, or couldn't, damn it, I was about to pee...... My father said that if you run into a bear in the wild, remember to bend down and show obedience, it will only demonstrate to people, and then it will turn away...... But the bear did not go away, as my father had said, but rushed towards me, and I thought to myself that the game was over. At that moment, a whistle came from nowhere, and I thought it was my father who had come to my rescue and was going to kill the terrible bear with a shotgun...... And it didn't ...... The whistle was remembered again, mixed with a heavy, loud sound and a staccato barking of dogs. ”

George listened to Lavent's story, and was a little surprised. It always feels like he's depicting a dream, or a scene from a novel, but it doesn't feel like the real world.

"I was lying on the ground, and I was stunned when I saw a burst of green light coming down from the sky. I felt a faint warmth fall on my back, arms and legs, and the cry of the bear slowly subsided, and I was hazy and unconscious. "The next day, my father found me lying in a dirt ditch a few hundred meters away, and when I told him what had happened, my father looked at me like a ghost and said that there were no bears or any green light. ”

Lavent kept rubbing his fingers against his coffee cup as he told this, his eyes still wide open. George could clearly see the man's excitement, which was very different from the one he remembered as Lavent.

"I was fifteen years old and didn't know a lot about things, and my father said it was what it was. But when I got home, the green lights and shadows and strange sounds haunted me like a nightmare, and I woke up in the middle of the night, but I didn't wake up in my own bed. Since I often wandered around the house in the middle of the night, my mother was very worried, and my father called a doctor to diagnose me, and he said that my symptoms were most likely nocturnal wandering syndrome. I really thought I was sick, taking medicine, taking a leave of absence, and my physical and mental condition deteriorated until I ......," Lavent said, looking up at him, "until one day, when I had a terrible headache, I grabbed the pencil on the table, and poked it into my temple, which should have been opened, but the blood dropped a few drops and stopped." I noticed that the wound was glowing green and healing at a breakneck pace, just like you saw last night. Next, I tried to cut my hand with a paper cutter, and the same thing happened, the stinging sensation was only for a moment, and then the wound healed on its own. It just so happened that my younger brother saw me when he came back from school, and the whole family thought that I was trying to commit suicide, and my father quickly locked the shotgun in the house into the cabinet, and after that, he never mentioned taking us to hunt......"

George interrupted his memories and asked, "What do you mean, you gained this special ability in a green light on the night of the hunt?"

"It's not just 'self-healing,' ...... Lavent laughs, "and since I stopped believing in other people's words, I began to accept the changes in my body, which I see as a gift from God." ”

George said to himself: I have never heard that God is green. But the Leprechaun in Irish mythology is dressed in green!

"As my body grew, my weight grew in proportion to my strength, and it took me a long time to figure out what else I could do, but there seemed to be a lot of things I couldn't figure out. "But I swore to my mother that I wouldn't do any more self-harm, so I thought I'd try it on the battlefield." I want to see what the limits of my abilities are......! Be the first to listen to me!"

George asked thoughtfully, "You said it's not just the ability to heal yourself...... What else?"

The tension before the big war was all taken away by the conversation between the two people. But there is bad news on the front.

A false piece of French intelligence that misled the Marines. The commander mistakenly believed that there were no German troops in the Bereo Forest except for the northeast corner, and that the Marines had not sentineled other areas. At dawn on June 6, the 4th Marine Brigade of the 2nd Division began to attack the enemy. The soldiers lined up in four rows and marched in stride. The German gunners hiding in the trenches could not believe that the opponents had formed a medieval phalanx, and the Maxim heavy machine guns in their hands had simply touched a live target, and the American soldiers were ruthlessly swept down.

In the days that followed, the soldiers learned about the horrors of this Beleo Forest.

The forest is densely wooded, overgrown with low trees, rocky and flanked by wheat fields. The Germans placed heavy fire in all directions, and the ravines, ravines, and narrow roads were suppressed by Maxim heavy machine guns. The forest was heavily fortified by a triple trench line, lined up like a chessboard of machine-gun bunkers supporting each other, and rows of barbed wire protecting the system.

And the most terrifying are the snipers who hide behind the bushes.

George, who has the mind of a field commander, and Lavent, who is familiar with forest hunting, stepped forward at this time. They selected a few from the 82 Airborne Division, and they went deep into the forest as a pioneer death squad. In order to adapt to fighting in the forest, George suggested discarding the spear with the bayonet and sawing the barrel of the 12 mm shotgun short.

In the darkness, Lavent's eyes glowed as green as a beast, and when he turned his head, he stared at George. Lavent pointed George in a few directions, where the snipers were hiding.

They were so well hidden that almost no one could have found them, and sadly, that didn't include Lavent.

Through the trees, he could see the heat emitted by the people, which was equivalent to a kind of thermal image, and there was no such combat equipment in the First World War. Before the sniper could figure out how he was discovered, he had already died under the guns of the sharpshooters of the 82nd Airborne Division. At this time, the enemy in the trench opened fire on the other snipers in order to cover their retreat.

His companions returned fire, but Lavent did not dodge and rushed out. At that moment, George didn't know what evil he had fallen into, so he chased him out and followed closely behind Lavent. He could feel the bullets coming from him, piercing Lavent's chest and grazing his shoulders and thighs. Swiftly slicing through several bloody wounds, green light pouring out of the wounds, Lavent was like a bloody, phosphorescent hellhound, he covered George with his body, and together they rushed into the trench ahead, tearing open the enemy's defenses.

Seeing this, the other soldiers also rushed in.

Fortunately, the Germans were only equipped with MP18 submachine guns made by German designers at the end of World War I, and at this moment, Lavent rushed over at such a close range, and the heavy machine guns had no room for maneuver at all, and the sub-machine gunners in the trenches raised the shotguns on the side, and the loaders hurriedly pulled out their pistols from their waists, but it was too late. George held a sawn shotgun, which had been sawn short, and it worked wonders at this time, and there was a bloody fight, and the guns rang out continuously, and the Germans could not parry.

At the critical moment, the main gunner actually struggled to drop the head of the machine gun and began to shoot, several companions were shot one after another, seeing that the situation was rapidly turning, Lavent roared angrily, and his ability was activated.

A large array of palms pointed at the enemy, pulling strings of green silk threads from the stiff skin and tense muscles of the enemy's body, most notably the eyes, nostrils, and mouth, which poured out and floated in the air like ribbons. Lavent's hands were like a giant vacuum cleaner, as the suction power continued to increase, as if to completely drain the Heavy soul from his body.

In the blink of an eye, the man looked in pain, but he couldn't make a sound, and his body quickly withered, leaving only an empty shell and falling to the ground.

When everyone was stunned, Lavent's hands were aimed at another enemy again, only this time a fan-shaped area was formed between his palms, as long as within this range, several enemies next to the heavy machine gun were all under a fixed spell, and the energy in the same body was sucked out like an out-of-body soul, and soon fell down one by one.

A companion standing behind George pointed in one direction, stammering not knowing what to say. George looked in the direction he was pointing, and there was one of their companions in the fan-shaped area, who had also been drained and fell to the ground.

The morning light shone through the leaves, and George went to look at Lavent again, his nostrils wide open, and in the slightly cold air, bursts of white mist continued to erupt. The green light in his eyes flickered incessantly, the green tendons on his neck flared up, and the muscles swelled several times, making him look a little stronger than usual.

George's heart trembled, Lavent's state seemed to have lost his mind, and a little fear suddenly welled up in his heart, and he unconsciously took a small step back.

Lavent gasped as he withdrew his hands, and he looked down at his own hands, as if he were slowly reflexing, and not only did he kill his enemy, but also one of his companions. "I killed my own people?" he muttered to himself, "yes? I killed my own people? I couldn't control my body. ”

The teammate behind George came to his senses for a while, and he pointed at Lavent's nose and shouted, "Evil ...... Demon!"

Lavent looked up at George, a helpless look in his eyes, he had never thought that this would happen. "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it!" he cried out to George, "what should I do?

Without saying a word, George turned and raised his gun, aimed at the teammate, and pulled the trigger. (To be continued.) )