Chapter 618

At the beginning, Zhou Ze still had the instinct to deliberately suppress himself to break the illusion,

Now?

He really forgot,

The dreamland created by lawyer an, coupled with the memory of his "regimental commander" military soul, began to integrate and echo constantly;

In short,

With the passage of time, the sense of substitution is becoming stronger and stronger, and Zhou Ze slowly begins to wonder who he is?

It's like watching a movie,

Devote yourself,

Every move of the characters in the film involves your heartstrings,

With his joy and anger,

Equal to his sorrow and joy,

Look at what they see,

Listen to what they hear.

This damn rain,

This damn rain,

Zhou Ze has never hated rainy days as much as he does now,

Muddy on the ground, wet and cold on the body,

Every step you take, you have to do your best. If you don't pay attention, you just fall down. It's more difficult to stand up again,

It's not like marching,

It's more like being tortured.

Zhou Ze has a herald, who speaks Sichuan dialect. He is not very old, and may be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Although Zhou Ze thinks it's a little early to become a soldier at this age, he thinks what to do if he doesn't become a soldier at this age?

He is sometimes contradictory,

I always feel that my thinking is a little disordered,

And what each disorder brings is unbearable pain, blurred vision, and murmur at the eardrum.

The Herald said that the commander was ill,

Shouting to go to the military doctor,

However, it has been five days since entering the mountain, and the team has long been out of order. Let alone where the military doctor is, he has not seen it at all. Even if he has seen it, judging from the current situation, there can be no drugs left.

Sick people,

There are too many.

Zhou Ze knew that he was a group of troops entering the mountain behind him. There had been a team in front of him long ago. Along the way, he saw too many bodies lying on the ground.

Malaria and other diseases began to spread rapidly in the army, like human meat harvesters, frantically harvesting the lives of passers-by.

He shouted the herald not to look for it. What if he got lost again.

But little Sichuan insisted on looking for it,

He went,

Then the flash flood came,

Zhou Ze sat under the big tree,

I watched the whole process of being impacted by mountain torrents on the slope below me,

Many soldiers were washed away,

Inside,

There is little Sichuan.

Zhou Ze's eyes widened, angrily beating the muddy ground with his hands, splashing mud.

He hates,

He was unwilling,

Even if you die in battle,

Who dares to die in the fierce charge with little Japan,

He wouldn't feel so oppressed!

Soldiers, there is a soldier's consciousness, there is also a soldier's preparation, wrapped in a vest, is not a good outcome, but it is also an acceptable destination for everyone.

But now,

Along the way,

He saw that in order not to drag down the troops and unwilling to be prisoners, he directly burned his wounded soldiers with gasoline,

He saw bodies lying upside down on the road,

He saw the young faces sitting there crying because of illness and hunger,

I also saw the thick silt left by the sudden flash flood,

Why on earth is this,

Even death,

Why die here!

Why?

It seems to be infected by anger. Everything is completely invested. The headache that has been going on all the time begins to weaken.

Zhou Ze got up again, found a stick and continued to walk forward.

Full of reluctance and anger,

But as a soldier, he can't allow himself to sit here and wait for death. Although he saw many soldiers shooting themselves because of mental breakdown along the way, he won't do so.

The military order is to cross the savage mountain and return home,

Then he,

Just go home!

Staggering forward, the road was still difficult, and the damn rain didn't stop for half a minute.

When it gets dark,

Zhou Ze saw a shed in front of him. The wild man mountain range was called the "devil's forbidden area" by the local Myanmar. Naturally, there could be no villages and houses. Because of the march of the team, tents and other things were rarely seen along the way.

I'm really tired, and I can't stand the cold,

Zhou Ze waddled into the tent,

It was found that there were already several soldiers inside,

He didn't report his identity and rank. It's time. What rank and identity are a fart. It's unclear whether he can go out alive. At this time, what's the matter with his head?

After finding the remaining empty corner, Zhou Ze lay down.

This sleep,

I slept soundly,

The rain will no longer hit him wantonly. The double fatigue of body and spirit hit him again and again, and finally he was covered by sleep.

When you wake up,

Zhou Ze suddenly felt that his right leg was painful,

He raised his leg and found that it had been swollen.

Because I slept outside the shed, when I slept last night, one of my legs was exposed and fell into a puddle next to me. However, I slept too heavily because I was too tired, and I didn't feel it.

"Hiss............."

Zhou Ze reluctantly stood up with a stick,

Looking back,

The body suddenly trembled,

In addition to himself, there are four soldiers lying here, but they are still motionless at this time.

I couldn't see it clearly when it was dark. I thought they had fallen asleep when they came in. Now I found something wrong.

Zhou Ze immediately bent down and turned over the two soldiers on the ground, but found that they were dead, and there were many insects crawling under them.

"Ouch!"

His chest was filled with acid,

I want to vomit, but I have nothing to vomit,

It's been a long time since we ran out of food,

I've been eating bark and my intestines and stomach are twisted. What else can I spit out?

I have no strength to help them dig graves,

Along the way, there were too many dead people to dig.

Zhou Ze silently saluted his "roommates" last night,

Leaning on a stick,

Out of the tent.

"Ah ah!!!"

Before walking a few steps, there were two soldiers lying there, covering their stomachs and shouting pain. Beside them, there were many mushrooms scattered there.

When Zhou Ze approached, these people couldn't shout out. There was white foam in their mouths, and their faces began to turn purple.

Next to them, it seemed that there was a companion of these two people, who was silent. In the end, it seemed that he couldn't bear the pain of his companion. He picked up a knife and stabbed them in the chest, giving them a pleasure.

There was no gun, because the Japanese pursuit force was probably nearby, and the shooting was easy to be exposed.

After the death of the two poisoned soldiers, their faces were relaxed,

It seems to be understood,

Yeah,

If you die, you won't feel hungry. If you die, you don't have to continue walking.

Here, death is the simplest thing, even a beautiful thing.

Zhou Ze continued to walk forward. He didn't know how far it was before he could go out. He just walked forward step by step numbly.

Here is purgatory.

And the soldiers walking here,

It's like a dead bone walking in purgatory.

The shoes are worn out and fall off,

Keep walking barefoot,

The foot was worn out. It hurt at first, and then it became numb.

Corpses,

Corpses,

Bodies are everywhere,

Around the body, there are often swarms of leeches and other insects. These terrible little things in the tropical rainforest can make a big living person slowly turn into white bones and fall off cleanly in just a few hours.

Zhou Ze saw three soldiers sitting there by the roadside,

When Zhou Ze walked past,

They are looking at Zhou Ze,

One of them seemed to see the difference in Zhou Ze's military uniform,

He was also saluted,

Zhou Ze nodded and didn't reply,

It's not that I don't want to go back,

It was his left arm that was bitten several pieces by leeches. At first, he didn't notice it. He stopped and patted it, and several things that were as thick as two finger knuckles fell out.

His left arm is still sore, and his right hand is holding a stick,

He was afraid that when he raised his hand to salute again, he would fall down and fail to get up.

When he continues to walk forward,

Three shots came from behind.

The soldiers who were marching next to them looked back together,

It was the three soldiers who shot themselves.

Everyone began to subconsciously speed up. Although they still walked very slowly, they were a little faster than before, because the living people knew that the gunfire was likely to attract the pursuing Japanese army.

In fact,

in limine,

The Japanese are really chasing,

It's like they ran after the British in Myanmar,

But the savage mountain is also fair,

With the passage of time and the deepening of everyone, there are fewer and fewer Japanese chasing over.

I don't know. I've been away for a few days,

I don't know how far I went on,

Human potential can be great,

But it is not true that man will conquer nature.

Zhou Ze knew that he was feverish and probably had malaria.

He held out for another day,

Finally,

He really can't walk,

Leaning against a big tree,

Sat down.

He knows,

As long as you sit down,

I can't stand up anymore.

He looked up,

Now he is very calm,

No fear of death,

Even my heart is still longing for death to come quickly,

End all this suffering.

Next to him, a soldier with a Hunan accent shouted hoarsely to a soldier who didn't move:

"Get up... Get up... Don't bluff me. It's agreed to go home together, go home, go home..."

Go home

Go home

Zhou Ze began to picture Tongcheng in his mind, bookstore, South Street, sofa, but soon, it turned into a beautiful countryside, very familiar, but very strange.

which one?

Is home?

"I can't."

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment and asked in a hoarse weak voice:

"Who are you?"

"I really can't. I can't go out, and many, many people haven't gone out."

"Who the hell are you? Who is talking to me?"

"We are so cold, so cold..."

"I have a headache..." Zhou Ze is very painful and has a headache.

"We want to go home, go home..."

"Ah ah!!!"

Zhou Ze screamed.

"Please, take me, take us,

Take everyone,

Go home. "