Armor Frenzy

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

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

The soldier stared blankly at the bright beam of light, without thinking of anything in his mind, he just stretched out a hand to block the beam of light.

The warm sunlight shone on the palm of the hand, and the palm covered with mud slowly changed its angle. The soldier's gaze remained on the palm of his hand, silently watching the small spot of light.

His name is Kong Jie, a member of the Funing garrison, and he was on the front line when the swarm raided Funing.

He had never experienced such a fierce battle. For three whole days, the comrades around him changed and changed like a revolving lantern, and came batch after batch, some sacrificed, some disabled, and some scattered. Some disappeared, but he was the only one who stayed here and kept fighting.

Kong Jie has never been so frightened as he has been these days. Everyday battles make him exhausted, but every time he lies down, he dares not close his eyes, because he doesn't know if he is asleep today and whether he will have a chance to open it tomorrow. Eyes, can you still see the sun tomorrow?

In the past few days, he has experienced a lot and thought a lot. Although it is only three days, he seems to have grown up and matured suddenly, even though his face is still as immature as three days ago.

Suddenly there was a burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps outside, as well as the voice of a health worker, all kinds of voices interrupted his thoughts.

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

He really wanted to go over and see who was injured again and what the injury was like, but until the end, his **** didn't leave the ground.

It's not that I don't want to go, but I can't help when I go, so I can only watch and see... Because the traffic is blocked by the swarm, all the wounded can't be evacuated, so we can only deal with the injuries briefly and let the wounded stay here. Awaiting delivery.

The fighting was so intense that very few soldiers were lightly injured, and many comrades were seriously injured. In order to save their lives, the sanitation staff had to inject hibernin into the wounded.

Everyone knows the role of hibernin, but no one wants to inject this thing, because everyone is like Kong Jie, and they don't know if they will have a chance to open their eyes after closing their eyes this time.

In most cases, the hygienist will respect the opinion of the wounded himself, and only those seriously wounded who must be injected with hibernin have no choice.

The most serious casualty was a soldier who was cut off by the thin light yesterday.

He was very lucky. There was a military doctor nearby when he was shot. The military doctor also brought two hygienists. The three of them worked together to stop the bleeding and inject hibernin at the same time.

The bleeding stopped quickly, and hibernin also played a role, but the broken intestine still kept the military doctor busy for a long time, and it was two hours after the wound was completely closed.

But no one knew if he would survive, because no one knew if he was alive when hibernin worked.

Everyone knows how lucky he is. Fortunately, he was the only seriously wounded person at the time, and the military doctor could always treat his wound. If there were other wounded, the military doctor could only treat other people's injuries first, because other people survived. More likely, and he is likely dead.

But Kong Jie felt that compared to the uninjured comrades, the wounded next door were already very lucky. At least before they fully recovered, they were about to stay away from the war and never have to fight face-to-face with the swarm.

Compared with the sacrificed comrades, the wounded are very lucky.

Every time Kong Jie closed his eyes, he could not help but think of those comrades who died tragically. They were either buried in the mouth of a worm, killed by a worm's foot, or killed by a thin light of bone spurs... Kong Jie rarely used the word sacrifice, Because to die is to die, and no matter what words are used to beautify it, death itself will not change in any way.

And death is not the same as death. If you die from the bone spurs and fine light of insects, you can still leave a corpse. Those comrades who fall into the hands of insects are all dead and dead, and even the bones will be bitten by insects and swallowed. go down.

There are many frustrations on the battlefield. Many times, it is impossible to remove the remains of comrades-in-arms. In order to prevent the remains of comrades from being eaten by insects, the soldiers have to use incendiary bombs to destroy the remains of comrades-in-arms.

According to the military's tradition, each soldier must carry a glory bomb. Unlike the previous glory bombs, the defenders now use white phosphorus incendiary bombs. This thing can be avoided at the most critical time. The remains fell into the enemy's hands.

If you don't want to be eaten by bugs after you die, then fire the glorious bullet!

Soldiers know the consequences of falling into the hands of bugs, so it is very common for the glory bullets to be fired and the bugs to die together.

In just three days, Kong Jie has witnessed such a scene as many as seven times... Every time the glorious bullet is fired, the soldiers will see a comrade-in-arms who was burned alive by white phosphorus.

The incendiary bomb is not a killing bomb. After the explosion, the white phosphorus splashes, and the flame can burn from the skin to the bone. Therefore, every soldier who pulls the incendiary bomb must suffer the pain of burning with the flames.

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

No one wants to die unless living is more painful than dying.

Every time a comrade-in-arms sounded an incendiary bomb, other people would shoot, helping the comrade who sounded the incendiary bomb to escape as soon as possible.

This is not cruelty, but kindness.

At the very beginning, Kong Jie was very uncomfortable, but after reading more~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he gradually got used to it.

Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow's tomorrow, maybe he can't escape such an end.

Kong Jie didn't know when it was his turn, and sometimes he would doubt whether he would have the courage to fire the incendiary bomb at that time, but thinking of the consequences of falling into the hands of the bug, he would re-firm his courage.

It is said that it is better to die than to live, but as soon as a person enters the battlefield, this life is pinned to the belt of his trousers.

In fact, even if you die, once you've died, you will no longer have to fight with the bugs day and night, and you will no longer have to suffer day and night in hard battles. Maybe you will be relieved when you die.

But he soon thought of his family again. They lived in Funing City. If they died, what would they do?

Thinking of this, Kong Jie told himself in his heart that he couldn't die, he couldn't die no matter what, he had to live well, and even when he was the most desperate, he had to try his best to survive.

Isn't there a saying that you are not afraid of death, but you are afraid of living well?