One Thousand Seven Hundred and Twenty-Two Alive

In the early morning, the sky was dim, and a ray of morning light passed through the narrow shooting hole and illuminated the dark corner of the fortress building.

The young warrior leaned against the wall, and the beam of sunlight fell right in front of him, and dust billowed in the light.

The soldier stared blankly at the bright light, thinking nothing in his mind. He just stretched out a hand to block the light.

The warm sunshine shone on the palm of his hand, and the angle of the palm covered with mud slowly changed. The soldier's eyes remained on the palm of his hand, silently looking at the small spot of light.

His name is Kong Jie, a member of Funing's garrison. He was on the front line when the insect swarm attacked Funing.

He had never experienced such a fierce battle. For three days, the comrades around him changed again and again like a revolving door. One after another, some were sacrificed, some were disabled, and some were separated. Some also disappeared, but he was the only one who stayed here and kept fighting.

Kong Jie has never been so scared as he has been in the past few days. Every day's fighting makes him exhausted, but every time he lies down, he dare not close his eyes because he doesn't know if he will have a chance to open his eyes tomorrow if he falls asleep today. Eyes, can you still see the sun tomorrow?

He had experienced a lot and thought a lot in the past few days. Although it was only three days, he seemed to have suddenly grown up and matured, even though his face was still as childish as it was three days ago.

Suddenly there was a burst of rapid and chaotic footsteps outside, as well as the voice of calling the hygienist. Various sounds interrupted his thoughts.

Kong Jie knew that it was his comrades who sent their injured companions to the next door, where the wounded were temporarily placed.

He wanted to go over and see who was injured again and what the extent of the injury was, but until the end, his butt did not leave the ground.

It's not that I don't want to go, but I can't help if I go, so I can only do nothing... Because the traffic is blocked by the insect swarm, all the wounded cannot be evacuated, so they can only simply treat the injuries and let the wounded stay here. Waiting for evacuation.

The battle was so fierce that very few soldiers were lightly injured, and many comrades were seriously injured. In order to save their lives, health workers had to inject hibernation into the wounded.

Everyone knows the function of hibernation, but no one is willing to inject this thing, because everyone, like Kong Jie, doesn’t know if they will have a chance to open their eyes after closing them this time.

In most cases, health workers will respect the opinions of the wounded. Only those seriously wounded who must be injected with hibernating hormones have no choice.

The most seriously injured person,

It was a soldier who was cut off by thin light yesterday.

He was very lucky. There happened to be a military doctor nearby when he was shot. The military doctor also brought two health workers, and the three of them worked together to stop the bleeding and inject hibernation at the same time.

The bleeding stopped quickly, and hibernation also took effect, but the broken intestine still kept the military doctor busy for a long time. It was already two hours later when the wound was completely closed.

But no one knows whether he can survive, because no one knows whether he is still alive when hibernation takes effect.

Everyone knows how lucky he is. Fortunately, he was the only seriously injured person at that time, and the military doctors could treat his wounds. If there were other wounded people, the military doctors could only treat the injuries of others first, because the others survived. More likely than not, he was probably dead.

But Kong Jie felt that compared to his uninjured comrades, the wounded next door were very lucky. At least until they recovered completely, they would be far away from the war and no longer have to fight face-to-face with the insect swarm.

Compared with those comrades who died, the wounded are among the lucky few.

Every time Kong Jie closes his eyes, he can't help but think of those comrades who died tragically. They were either buried in insect mouths, lost insect legs, or were killed by bone spurs... Kong Jie rarely uses the word sacrifice. Because death is death, no matter what words are used to beautify it, death itself will not change in any way.

And death is different from death. Death from the bone spurs and thin light of the bugs can still leave a corpse. Those comrades who fell into the hands of the bugs will have no bones left, and even the bones will be bitten and swallowed by the bugs. Go down.

There was a lot of helplessness on the battlefield. Many times, the bodies of their comrades could not be removed. In order to prevent the bodies of their comrades from being eaten by insects, the soldiers had to use incendiary bombs to destroy the bodies of their comrades.

According to military tradition, every soldier must carry a glory bomb. Different from the glory bombs in the past, the defenders now use white phosphorus incendiary bombs. This thing can avoid themselves or themselves at the most critical moment. His body fell into enemy hands.

If you don’t want to be eaten by bugs after you die, then fire the glory bomb!

Soldiers all know the consequences of falling into the hands of insects, so it is very common to fire the glory bomb and die together with the insects.

In just three days, Kong Jie had witnessed this scene as many as seven times... Every time the glory bomb was fired, the soldiers would see a comrade who was burned alive to the bones by white phosphorus.

Incendiary bombs are not anti-personnel bombs. After the explosion, white phosphorus splashes out, and the flames can burn from the skin to the bones. Therefore, every soldier who pulls off the incendiary bombs must endure the pain of being burned by the flames.

No one wants to see such a scene, but compared with the burning flames, the soldiers are even less willing to fall into the hands of insects.

No one wants to die unless life is more painful than death.

Every time they encountered a comrade who fired an incendiary bomb, others would fire to help the comrade who fired the incendiary bomb escape as soon as possible.

This is not cruelty, but kindness.

At first, Kong Jie was not used to it, but after seeing it more, he gradually got used to it.

Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, or maybe the day after tomorrow, maybe he can't escape such a fate.

Kong Jie didn't know when it would be his turn. Sometimes he would doubt whether he had the courage to detonate the incendiary bomb at that time, but when he thought of the consequences of falling into the hands of the insects, he would re-strengthen his courage.

It is said that it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death, but once a person goes to the battlefield, his life is tied to his belt, and he may die at any time.

In fact, it is better to die, once and for all, he no longer has to fight with the insects day and night, and no longer has to suffer day and night in the bitter battle. Maybe death will bring relief.

But he soon thought of his family again. They lived in Funing City. What should they do if he died?

Thinking of this, Kong Jie told himself in his heart that he could not die, no matter what, he must live well, even in the most desperate time, he must try his last bit of strength to live.

Isn’t there a saying that goes, if you are not afraid of death, why would you be afraid of living well?