v3 Chapter 42： Death of Wang Dong

The light of the flashlight can only illuminate the corner of this absolutely dark underground world.

Lin Mo slowly squatted down and looked at the man in front of him.

His face was pale, his breathing even started to slow down, and the expression on his face looked particularly complicated, sometimes sad, sometimes panic, and finally turned into a bitter smile. He looked at Lin Mo and the white girl who was close at hand. His face slowly stretched out his hand and opened his shirt to reveal the lining under the somewhat tattered military uniform.

Lin Mo took a look, and was slightly taken aback. Wang Dong actually tied a grenades around his waist.

This is obviously what he kept privately for his own life.

Wang Dong showed a difficult smile, as if it meant that these things were left to Lin Mo.

"I……"

There was a heavy gasp.

In fact, Wang Dong was already dead. During this period of time, being pushed by Lin Mo and running around, he has already felt that his condition is getting worse and worse. The reason why he can support for so long is that he has to rest for a long enough time. .

But his injury cannot be really changed by resting.

Maybe in the modern federal world, he will definitely not die, but now, he has run out of oil and the lamp has withered. The bumps that fell into the hollow and the last resort and groping on this road have completely exhausted his last vitality. .

Lin Mo realized that he seemed to want to say something, and reached out and grabbed the opponent's hand.

In fact, Lin Mo's perception of Wang Dong has not been very good. Even in the last period of time, he hasn't changed much. Seeing him dying at this time, Lin Mo's mood is also extremely complicated.

Wang Dong's consciousness has already begun to blur. He grasped Lin Mo's hand and his eyes fell on Lin Mo and Bai Motong, but he seemed to be looking far and far away. Every word and word seemed to be exhausted. The strength of the whole body.

"Lin...Mr. Lin, you... have great powers, I... I want to ask you something."

"You said." Lin Mo responded.

Bai Motong stood in the light of the slightly shaking flashlight, his eyes turning around Lin Mo and Wang Dong.

"Such as...if...if you can live...if..." Wang Dong's voice was intermittent, as if unsustainable, but there was a flush of flush on his face, and he firmly grasped Lin Mo's arm. "You can definitely, if... if you can live back to the Federation... back... back to Yuanliao... please put this thing... this thing..."

Wang Dong raised his other hand, and there was a crumpled letter of commission in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't even see what was written on it.

"Who give it to?"

"Please... give it to... to Deputy Commander Liao..." Wang Dong's eyes were filled with fear and expectation, "Tell him, tell him...

"me……"

He was becoming more and more difficult to speak, every word seemed to be a burning life, the light was shining, the man even shed tears, grasping Lin Mo's hand harder and harder, as if he was about to embed Lin Mo's flesh and blood. In the midst, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and no one could tell what was conceived in this gaze. His body trembled slightly, but his voice gradually became almost crying.

"Tell him...tell Deputy Commander Liao...

"I... Wang Dong...

"We...new four regiments...

"Sorry him...

"We...I'm sorry Yuan Liao..."

Lin Mo looked at him in a daze.

That was the last words of the head of the newly compiled Fourth Regiment.

He died leaning on the mural on the wall of the cave, his head tilted to one side, the expression on his face with the last unwillingness and regret.

Lin Mo didn't know what to say. He found the same wrinkled hat in the pocket of Wang Dong's army coat, covered his face, stood up, and pulled Bai Motong towards the deeper darkness.

Lin Mo never looked back, but Bai Motong turned his head to look at it from time to time. As they left, the only light source was far away. Wang Dong's figure was gradually shrouded in shadow and darkness, and gradually and completely disappeared.

He was a deserter and died here. I'm afraid no one will find him again.

And he would never know that the person he hoped to be forgiven, Liao Chengdong, had already been buried in the sea outside the East London Port, and it would never be possible to hear the last words he brought out by Tolinmo.

Lin Mo and Bai Motong had disappeared deep in the dark corridor.

Lin Mo only sighed for a while. He had seen too many dead people. Wang Dong and him weren’t even friends. They didn’t feel much. He would only remember the words Wang Dong asked him to bring and pass them to Liao Chengdong. .

In fact, what Lin Mo cares most is undoubtedly how to get out of here, so he has been working hard to identify the surrounding murals along the way.

Lin Mo's brain is not smart, and he lacks flexibility and expansion of thinking, but he has enough patience to read it a few times if he doesn't understand it, and he can always see clearly.

Moreover, as we progressed and went deep into the cave, the surrounding murals were nowhere to be found from the very beginning, and the law gradually became obvious.

Since the childbirth mural, seven children with different life forms were successfully born and they ate their mothers, and they grew rapidly as if they were pressed the fast forward button, and quickly changed. Become seven different...monsters.

Before they grew up, they didn’t leave the place where they were born too far. Behind the altar of rubble was the palace built by countless ordinary people and strangers for their mothers. They grew up in it, and some became Some of the luminous unknown creatures have even lost their form, while some rely on human bodies to live, and even more...

Lin Mo even noticed that among the seven children, the first and the last were born, in a certain reincarnation situation, constantly "regenerating" from the children born by ordinary people living in the palace. Through their life growth...

These seven children might as well be seven terrifying weird ones.

Their power also made ordinary people tremble, but then a series of terrifying things seemed to happen.

One child, eating another child, suddenly becomes stronger.

The occurrence of this incident completely changed the situation in this palace.

These weird realize that swallowing each other can make themselves stronger, truly "grow up", and even become their incredible god-like mothers.

The huge palace has become a terrifying hunting ground, where the weirs chase each other, hide... and kill.

Shadows enveloped the entire palace, countless ordinary people who served them died, and faith gradually turned into horror.

These "children" once enshrined as the sons of gods and this palace built for their mothers... completely, they have become a place of disaster that people pass by word of mouth and absolutely cannot be approached.

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