Chapter 618 Go Home! (Seeking Subscription)

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If, at the beginning, Zhou Ze still had the instinct to deliberately suppress himself to break through the illusion,

Now,

He really has forgotten,

The illusion created by Lawyer An, coupled with the memory of the "Leader" army soul on his body, began to merge and echo continuously;

in short,

Even with the passage of time, the sense of substitution is getting stronger and stronger, and Zhou Ze gradually begins to be unclear, who is he?

It's like watching a movie,

fully get involved,

Every move of the characters in the movie touches your heartstrings.

With his joy and anger,

Equal to his mourning,

see what he sees,

Hear what he hears.

the damn rain,

This damn rain,

Zhou Ze has never hated rainy days so much as now,

The mud on the ground, the wetness of the body,

Every step you take, you have to do your best. If you don’t pay attention, you will fall directly to the ground, and it will be even more difficult to stand up again.

It's not like marching,

More like being tortured.

Zhou Ze had a messenger who spoke Sichuan dialect and was young, perhaps only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Although Zhou Ze felt that it was too early to be a soldier at this age, he also thought that what would he do if he was not a soldier at this age?

He is sometimes contradictory,

I always feel that my thinking is a little disordered.

What each disorder brings is unbearable pain, blurred vision, and murmurs at the eardrum.

The orderly said the regimental commander was ill,

Shouting to the military doctor,

But it's been five days since I entered the mountain, and the team has long been disorganized. Don't say that the military doctor didn't see it at all.

sick people,

It's just too much.

Zhou Ze knew that he was the last group of troops to enter the mountain, and there were already teams walking in front of him. Along the way, he saw too many corpses lying on the ground.

Malaria and other diseases began to spread rapidly in the army, like a human meat harvester, frantically harvesting the lives of those who passed by.

He told the messenger not to look for him, what if he got lost again.

But Xiao Sichuan insisted on looking for it.

he went,

Then the flash flood came,

Zhou Ze sat leaning against the big tree,

Watching the whole process of the slope below me being hit by the mountain torrent,

Many soldiers were washed away,

here,

There is Little Sichuan.

Zhou Ze's eyes were wide open, and he beat the muddy ground with his hands angrily, splashing up streams of mud.

he hates

He is not reconciled,

Even if you die in battle,

Even if he died in a desperate charge with Little Japan,

He won't feel so suffocated!

A soldier has the awareness of a soldier and the preparation of a soldier. The shroud in horse leather is not a good ending, but it is also a destination that everyone can accept.

but now,

along the way,

He saw wounded soldiers who directly burned themselves with gasoline in order not to drag down the troops and were unwilling to be prisoners,

He saw corpses lying down on the road,

He saw the young faces sitting by the side of the road howling with sickness and hunger,

I also saw the thick silt left by the sudden torrent crossing just now,

what is this,

Even if it is death,

Why die here!

Why!

It seems to be infected by anger, everything is completely invested in it, and the headache that has been going on has started to weaken instead.

Zhou Ze got up again, found a wooden stick, and continued walking forward.

full of resentment and anger,

But as a soldier, he couldn't allow himself to just sit here and wait to die. Although along the way, he saw many soldiers shoot themselves because of mental breakdown, but he wouldn't do that.

The military order is to cross the Savage Mountain and return home,

Then he,

Just go back home!

He staggered and continued to walk forward, the road was still difficult, the damn rain didn't stop for a minute.

When it gets dark,

Zhou Ze saw a shed in front of him. The Yeren Mountain range was called the "Devil's Forbidden Land" by the local Burmese. Naturally, there could not be any villages or houses, and because of the march of the team, there were few things like tents along the way.

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

Zhou Ze walked into the tent tremblingly,

I found that there were already several soldiers inside.

He didn't report his identity and rank. It's this time. Any rank or identity is a fart. No one knows whether he can get out alive.

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

this sleep,

I slept soundly,

The rain will no longer hit me wantonly, and the double exhaustion of the body and the spirit will hit me again and again, and finally it will be covered by sleepiness.

When you wake up,

Zhou Ze suddenly felt that his right leg was in pain,

He raised his leg and found that the leg was already a little swollen.

Because I slept on the outside of the shed, one of my legs was exposed when I slept last night and slipped into a puddle next to it, but because I was too tired and slept too deeply, I didn't feel it.

"hiss…………"

Zhou Ze reluctantly stood up while supporting the wooden stick,

when looking back,

The body suddenly trembled,

In addition to himself, there were four soldiers lying there, but they were also motionless at this time.

I couldn't see clearly when it was dark, I thought they had fallen asleep when I came in, and now I realized something was wrong.

Zhou Ze immediately bent down and turned the two soldiers on the ground over, only to find that they were already dead, and there were many bugs crawling under them.

"vomit!"

There was a soreness in the chest,

I want to vomit but there is nothing to vomit.

It's been a long time without food,

I have been eating bark and my stomach is twisted, what else can I spit out?

I don't have the strength to help them dig their graves.

Along the way, too many people died, and they couldn't be dug out.

Zhou Ze silently saluted his "roommates" last night,

leaning on a stick,

out of the tent.

"Ahhh!!!"

After walking a few steps, there were two soldiers lying there in front of them, clutching their stomachs and screaming for pain. Beside them, there were many mushrooms scattered there.

When Zhou Ze approached, these people could no longer yell, white foam kept overflowing from their mouths, and their faces began to turn purple.

Next to them, there seemed to be the companions of these two people, and they looked silent. In the end, it seemed that they couldn't bear the pain of their companions, so they picked up the knife and stabbed them in the chest, giving them a good time.

No guns were used, because the Japanese chasing troops were likely to be nearby, and shooting would easily expose them.

The faces of the two poisoned soldiers were relaxed after they died,

as if liberated,

yes,

If you die, you won't feel hungry, and if you die, you don't have to keep walking.

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

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

Here, is purgatory.

And the soldiers walking here,

It is like dry bones walking in purgatory.

Shoes go rotten and fall off,

Keep walking barefoot,

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

dead body,

dead body,

dead bodies everywhere,

And around the corpse, there are often swarms of leeches and other insects. These horrible little things in the tropical rainforest can make a living person slowly turn into bones in just a few hours, and fall off completely. net.

Zhou Ze saw three soldiers sitting by the side of the road,

When Zhou Ze walked over,

They are looking at Zhou Ze,

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

And gave him a military salute,

Zhou Ze nodded and didn't return the salute.

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

It was my left arm that was bitten several times by leeches. I didn't notice it at first, but when I stopped and patted, several things that were bulging and as thick as two finger knuckles fell out.

The left arm is still sore and numb, and the right hand is holding a wooden stick,

He was afraid that when he raised his hand to salute again, he would fall down, and if he fell, he would not be able to get up.

As he continued on his way,

Three shots were heard behind him.

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

It was the three soldiers who shot themselves.

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

actually,

at first,

The Japanese are really chasing after them.

It's like they're chasing the british ass in Burma,

But the savage hill is fair too,

As time passed, as everyone went deeper, fewer and fewer Japanese came after them.

I don't know how many days to go,

I don't know how far I went on,

Human potential can be great,

But it is not true that man can conquer nature.

Zhou Ze knew that if he had a fever, he might have malaria.

He lasted another day,

finally,

He really can't walk anymore,

Leaning against a big tree,

sat down.

he knows

Just sit down here,

I can no longer stand up.

He looked up,

Now he is very calm,

Facing no fear of death,

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

Put an end to all your suffering.

Next to him, a soldier with a Hunan accent shouted hoarsely to a motionless soldier beside him:

"Get up...get up...don't fool me, we agreed to go home together, go home, go home..."

go home……

go home...

Images of Tongcheng, bookstores, South Street, and sofas began to appear in Zhou Ze's mind, but soon, it turned into a countryside with beautiful mountains and rivers, which was very familiar but strange.

which,

Is it home?

"I can not make it."

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

"Who are you?"

"I really can't do it anymore, I can't go out, and many, many people haven't gone out either."

"Who the hell are you? Who's talking to me?"

"We're so cold, so cold..."

"My head hurts..." Zhou Ze was in pain, his head hurt.

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

"Ahhh!!!"

Zhou Ze screamed.

"Please, take me, take us,

take everyone,

go home. "

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