"Jung... Your family is very good. Your parents are healthy. I saw your paintings. You are really a genius."
While smiling, Hayes took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the dust on the tombstone engraved with Jung's name.
"These people are really lazy. They don't even clean up. Look, it's just like you didn't like washing your face in the past."
Hayes smiled, tears rolling down his eyes.
"Bell, your wife is working really hard, you have to thank her... stop being a gambler."
"Brother Yutou, I met your relatives. They are all very good. I left some money for them. I hope it will be useful...don't be so stupid next time."
"...I'm sorry, Habri."
In front of Habri's tombstone, Hayes froze, and his hands became trembling. His promise to Habri was not fulfilled after all...
"Hais...Hayes..."
Habri, who was lying on Hayes's back, was talking with blood dripping from his mouth. Hayes was carrying his comrades on his back and crawling forward on the hellish battlefield with difficulty. Habri's lower body was nowhere to be found, and his body
The contents were scattered all over the floor, and the intestines trailed over Hayes like a scarlet cloak.
Suddenly, he felt something slippery under his feet. When he looked closely, it seemed to be half of a lung. His stomach suddenly churned, but there was nothing left to vomit.
Hayes moved his feet away from it. The ringing in his ears seemed to overwhelm everything, making it difficult to tell the direction. The mud of the trench was now covered with blood and minced meat, and there was no complete body found on the ground.
, arms and legs scattered everywhere...
The roars of the heretics and those mechanical demons still echoed in the wind.
Hayes kept walking, kept crawling.
"Hais..."
Habri's breathing became weaker and weaker, and his face turned purple, as if he was just moaning unconsciously.
A few minutes ago, he was fighting with a Chaos Space Marine carrying an empty heavy blaster. Unsurprisingly, he was cut in half by the opponent's chain saw. However, he also bought time for the only remaining melta cannon in the regiment, and finally wiped it out.
enemy.
After crawling for half a minute, Hayes came to a place filled with corpses. This was the only "morgue" on the battlefield. He did not want the corpses of his comrades to be trampled on for no reason.
"Hais..."
Habri stretched out his remaining arm, only two fingers were left on it, and the blood was dried.
Hayes quickly held his comrade's hand.
"Haburi, I'm here! I'm here!"
"Dad...Mom...Dad...Mom..."
Habri's consciousness was fading away, but Hayes understood what the other party meant and nodded vigorously.
"I will go find them! I will! I will take care of them for you! Habri! I swear!"
"Dad...Mom..."
Habri's last gasp disappeared in the sound of another cannon.
"call...."
Breaking free from the memories, Hayes took a deep breath and came to Peak's tombstone.
"...Peak...I promise you, I will take good care of my mother...Ah, and you said that you once dug through the trash can and found a delicious biscuit. No matter how you dig it after that,
I haven't encountered it before, so I brought it to you."
After wiping Peak's tombstone, Hayes took out a small cardboard box from his pocket. After opening it, there were pieces of pale yellow biscuits stacked together. This is just the most common biscuit in Xiachao.
It can be bought in stores, has almost no sweetness, and is very hard.
However, this is the delicacy that Peak has been dreaming about for a long time.
"...Father."
Standing in front of Hashet's tombstone, Hayes lit a cigarette, placed it in front of the tombstone, then lit another, took a deep breath, and choked speechlessly in the smoke.
"Get down - get down -!"
As soon as Hashet finished shouting at the top of his lungs, he heard boom!
a sound
A cannonball landed in the center of the trench and exploded into countless small pieces.
After the dust mist dissipated, the few soldiers who were hiding there disappeared, turning into dissipated blood mist and broken meat everywhere.
There was no more time to think, and more shells began to fall. Hashet directed the remaining plasma weapons team to start moving to avoid the shots of the crazy demon engine. Hayes, who was covered in blood, followed him with a rifle.
At this time, several Chaos Space Marines also walked out of the smoke and began to rain down death bullets. The bolt guns in their hands roared, and the firelight was particularly obvious, interweaving the death barrages and shooting at the people running behind the dust mist.
silhouette.
boom--
There was a loud noise, the hidden automatic cannon fired, and the air waves blew up the dust on the ground, raising a dust mist.
The sudden shooting directly knocked down a Chaos Space Marine. The rest were also amazed by the tenacity of these soldiers and turned around to find cover. Various colored beams and bullets shuttled through the air, forming a bizarre picture.
After finding the crazy demon engine, they rushed to a distance of less than twenty meters, and Hashet personally operated the plasma gun.
"Dry!
"
The moment the charge was completed, the hot plasma directly ablated a large hole into the metal demon that kept shooting, and it collapsed to the ground with a roar.
"Son, let's go! Let's go!"
Throwing the weapon to the person next to him, Hashet immediately waved Hayes to leave. However, just after taking a few steps, the collapsed demon engine suddenly turned his head and opened his mouth.
"not good!"
Realizing that the opponent still had a last-ditch hand, Hashet yelled and rushed towards Hayes.
Then the Demon Engine exploded, and everything within a hundred meters around him instantly burned. Hayes was swept far away, and his coat was on fire.
But what was even more frightening was that when he realized that Hatchet was on top of him, he was as hot as a burning coal. Hayes quickly threw a lot of loose soil on his father's face, his head and
clothes to extinguish the flames, and then dragged him from one crater to another.
Hashet's whole body was in a scorched state. Only his teeth could be distinguished, and his back was burned to the point of exposing the bones.
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He hoarsely grabbed Hayes' hand, the pain of deep burns making him gasp with every word.
"...escape...escape...escape..."
"well!"
Hayes nodded quickly and carried Hashet's hot body behind his back. However, he didn't notice that when he moved, the other person's legs fell off like burnt dead wood.
"Father, let's go together, let's go together...I..."
"...Son...escape...escape..."
The stench of burnt human flesh irritated Hayes's nostrils, and he felt unprecedented panic.
"Put...put me...down..."
"Okay, okay!"
Hayes quickly put Hashet down, only to find that the other person's legs were gone, so he picked up the kettle.
"Father, water! Water!"
Unscrewing the lid, he tremblingly poured the remaining water towards the other person's almost missing lips.
Hashet gasped and held the eagle emblem on his chest, praying with his eyes, and then touched his pocket feebly. Hayes immediately knew what the other person was looking for, and immediately took out the crushed cigarette case from the other person's jacket pocket.
After opening it with trembling, there was only one cigarette left inside.
"Son...help me...help me..."
"Father, I'll be there soon! Just wait! I'll be there soon!"
The lighter on Hashet's body had long been broken. Hayes rummaged around on his body for a long time, and finally saw a pile of burning debris ten meters away, and quickly ran over to light the cigarette.
However, when he came back, Hashet had already lost his breath. At the last moment, he turned his head in the direction of Hayes.