Luo Ku paid no attention to Ding Junshan's intentions. He seemed to have temporarily lost his intention to attack and just walked towards the corridor with an unknown smile on his face.
Dingjunshan then withdrew his gaze and cautiously walked through the dining place. The "delicious food" was still on the table. Except for the two plates eaten by Mako and Luo Ku, the others were left intact. There.
The originally bright red blood had turned dull at this time, and there were even a few annoying flies flying around the plate.
Ding Junshan secretly admired Yang Yang and Shen Dinghai's mental endurance. Most people would go crazy after seeing this scene.
There is another person that I cannot help but admire, Xiaonu.
While thinking this, Dingjunshan walked into the kitchen and saw Xiaonu.
She was dying and leaning in front of the cabinet. All her legs below the knees were cut off and placed in the sink like a work of art, with her left leg stacked on top of her right leg.
Dingjunshan endured the discomfort and walked forward.
During his long military life, it is not that he has never seen blood. He has lived a life of licking blood from the tip of a knife. Every day when he opens his eyes, he can see broken arms and limbs. Sometimes he even thinks that he still has a complete body. body was surprised.
But the sacrifice of soldiers on the battlefield is meaningful. No matter what the purpose of launching the war, soldiers have only one belief in their hearts - to protect their homes and country.
It is for this belief that they stand on the battlefield, and they are also willing to fall for this belief.
But everything in front of me...is meaningless.
Only bloody.
This place can no longer be called a kitchen, at least Dingjunshan has never seen a kitchen with such a mixture of dark red and bright red.
This bloody scene reminded him of other scenes.
When I was a child in Dingjunshan, I saw pigs being slaughtered in the village. The pigs were tied up and hung up on a large iron frame while the pigs were thrashing and screaming. The butcher took a knife and cut the pig's neck cleanly with one knife.
The blood gushes out, not as a trickle, but as a gush, like a sudden rainstorm.
It’s just that the rain is blood red.
The people who killed the pigs would not let the blood flow away in vain. They had already placed a large basin under the big iron frame to catch the gurgling blood.
But even so, a lot of blood still fell outside the big pot, and the red color soaked into the dark brown soil, and the soil became moist as if it had been nourished, like another form of life cycle.
That scene was pretty much the same as now.
The difference is that there is no soft soil at the foot of Dingjun Mountain at this moment, only hard ceramic tiles, white soaked in red, there is an indescribable nausea, and...
Under the butcher's knife It is not the pigs that are gradually losing their vitality, but the people.
"Are you okay?"
The laughing girl is not dead, she lost too much blood and is about to die. When she hears the sound, she opens her eyes with difficulty and sees that the person coming is Dingjunshan , she was very excited and struggled to get up from the ground.
She has lost her legs and now she cannot stand up alone without help from others.
Dingjunshan watched her struggle quietly.
Time passed minute by minute. She couldn't stand and fell to the ground. She tried to hold herself up with both hands and fell again. The laughing girl repeated this action many times. Suddenly, she calmed down.
“You came to ask me why?”
“Yes, what is your purpose?”
The laughing girl looked up at Dingjun Mountain, tears suddenly falling from her face, "I have no purpose, I'm going to die."
"I don't want to die, do you understand?"
Obviously it is. A pair of eyes that were gradually losing their vitality were surprisingly bright.
The smiling girl’s face is still in front of her eyes, but Dingjunshan has returned to the past in a trance.
The artillery fire was raging, and the eyes of the comrades were struggling and painful, "Xiaojun...Xiaojun...help..."
There was a bullet in his chest, and he couldn't breathe in as much as he could breathe out. Bloody foam piled at the corner of his mouth, but he struggled to talk to Dingjunshan.
"My mother...Waiting for me at home...cooked dumplings...I don't want to die..."
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Dingjunshan's clothes, his whole face twisted in pain Together, "I don't want to die! I haven't lived enough!"
Dingjunshan was so frightened that he could not speak.
Comrade-in-arms is always cheerful no matter what happens. Everyone thinks he is a silly brother who only knows how to have fun.
This was the first time Dingjunshan saw such a ferocious expression on his comrades. The ferocity in the face of life and death.
Ding Junshan wanted to grab his comrade’s hand to comfort him, but his comrade’s strength was too great. He grabbed his clothes and refused to let go. He was obviously about to die, but Can burst out with so much strength.
Just like his astonishingly bright eyes, Dingjunshan couldn't understand it.
Now that he sees such eyes again, Dingjunshan has understood that they are the power of unwillingness.
Because I am not willing to die like this, because I have not lived enough.
Life and death can completely change a person.
Those who are usually cowardly can become brave in the face of death; those who are usually fearless can become regretful in the face of death; those who are usually kind can also show their fangs in the face of death.
After all, living is everything, and dying means nothing.
Dingjunshan squatted down, looked at the laughing girl seriously, and said slowly: "I understand."
Facing these calm eyes, the laughing girl trembled, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the emotion in her eyes changed again.
"So I'm not wrong, right? I'm just afraid of death."
She seemed to regard Dingjunshan as someone she could seek advice from, even though it was almost at the end of her life critical moment.
"There is nothing wrong with fearing death." Dingjunshan said in a low voice: "But it is wrong to hurt others because of fear of death."
The laughing girl suddenly opened her eyes wide, very excited, "Who did I hurt?! That is the necessary price!"
Dingjunshan tried his best to stabilize her emotions, holding her shoulders with his hands to comfort her gently, while talking to her in a gentle voice.
"Is hurting the evil boy a price?"
The laughing girl looked up at him with tears, "It's the smallest price..." She fell into his arms and burst into tears, while Dingjunshan said Soothe him in a more gentle manner.
"I understand, you don't want to either."
The last string in the laughing girl's mind that suppressed her emotions was broken, "I have tried hard, and this is the result of my hard work. …”
"I understand, this is not your fault, and you don't want this." Dingjunshan coaxed softly.
The laughing girl collapsed and grabbed Dingjunshan's clothes, "I have tried my best!"
"The best! The best is like this!"
Ding Junshan never even frowned. He kept looking at the smiling girl with gentle eyes, "It's not your fault, I know."
Soft-spoken and persuasive.
"There is someone else who is wrong."
The laughing girl stopped crying and became hoarse, "It's An Yao! It's them who want to kill me!"
Dingjunshan heard this , paused with his hand, and then patted the smiling girl's back more gently.
His embrace was a broad and warm embrace that made the dying laughing girl completely abandon her reason.
“It’s not enough for An Yao to force me to death, he also has to kill my comrades in the bureau! I don’t want to!”
"But I can't help it... If the evil boy doesn't die, they will kill my brother!"
Ding Junshan calmly exhaled a breath, after all this tossing, he finally got a good result, laugh The woman's betrayal is clear.
Obsidian? Another organization working against the bureau?
Ding Junshan picked up the smiling girl and looked at her seriously, "Don't be afraid, the evil boy told me that she forgives you for everything you did to her before."
"Don't you want to live a good life? You can live a good life. At least before leaving the Horror Cave, no matter what happens, we will be with you to face it."
The laughing girl was stunned, and her low tone was full of disbelief, "Have you forgiven me, the evil boy?"
Can someone who acts so decisively and elusively... actually forgive her?
Dingjunshan rarely responded.
Before leaving the cafe, Ran Ran’s original words to Ding Junshan were: “As long as you can find out something from the laughing girl...”
“I will consider forgiving her as appropriate. Possibly."(End of Chapter)