Hearing this, Lin Wanyu burst into tears. "I really hope this is just a story, I really hope..."
Luo Ye fiddled with the flames and said, "Well, I also hope this is just a story."
Lin Wanyu wiped her tears and asked anxiously: "What happened next?"
Luo Ye shrugged, "I climbed out of hell, otherwise what you see now would be a ghost."
Lin Wanyu shook her head, "I'm not asking you. Of course I know you survived. I'm asking Cha, did he... did he survive?"
Luo Ye was silent for a while. It wasn't until the flames weakened that he spoke again: "It's getting late. We have to continue on our way to find you some food and then have a good sleep. Tomorrow will be a very exciting day.
"As he said that, he stood up and prepared to put out the fire with his feet.
"You haven't told me the ending yet!" Lin Wanyu grabbed Luo Ye's trouser leg, "What happened next?"
"Not every story has the ending you expect." Luo Ye smiled.
"But I know you will never give up, right?" Lin Wanyu stared into Luo Ye's eyes.
Luo Ye sighed and said in an evasive manner: "We really have to hurry up."
"I won't leave until you finish speaking!" Lin Wanyu sat stubbornly in the cold snow.
"I'm carrying you like a chicken, are you still afraid of you rolling on the ground?" Luo Ye said with a smile.
"You..." Lin Wanyu gritted her teeth.
"Okay, okay," Luo Ye said helplessly: "Can I tell you while we're walking?"
Lin Wanyu nodded and stood up quickly. Her injured ankle had been massaged all the way by Luo Ye, and it had improved significantly. Her physical strength had also recovered, and she could almost walk on her own.
Luo Ye packed up his things, extinguished the fire with snow, then supported Lin Wanyu and headed in the originally planned direction.
"What happened next?" Lin Wanyu asked hurriedly: "Did you climb up?"
Luo Ye stared at the darkness ahead and said as he walked: "Yes, I climbed up. When I had given up hope of living, he cut his own flesh for me to eat. If I didn't climb up with all my strength, I would
Two lives will be wasted.
My own life is in tatters and is not worth cherishing at all, but Shisha's life is extremely precious to me. I climbed for a whole day, with my fingers stuck in the soft rock soil, and kept falling from high places.
Fall down, get up again, fall down again, get up again...
I didn't dare to stop, I was afraid that if I stopped, I would be faced with a relieved smile.
When all ten of my fingers could see the bones inside, I finally crawled out of hell. I sat on a high place and cried loudly, because I had left the brakes down and I had no power to rescue him.
I crawled back to the cave of my hiding place with a sad mood. Just as I expected, the cave was only blocked by a few rubble blocks. Except for the rotten fruits, everything else in the food was intact.
In perfect condition.
I broke the remaining small piece of chocolate into two pieces and left half of it for Shi as a habit. Only then did I realize that I was the only one left in the world.
I ate my half of the chocolate. Chocolate can give me the energy I need most, but I refused to touch the last half, as if my life was there, and eating it meant...
I carefully hid the last half of the chocolate close to my body, ate something else, and finally fell asleep.
I was too tired and sleepy. When I woke up, it was already late at night the next day, the morning star hung high in the night sky, and there was deathly silence all around.
My physical strength recovered, and so did my mental strength. I knew I had to do something to pull the brakes out of hell...
But I don't have a rope more than ten meters long. Even if I do, I can't guarantee that I will have enough strength to pull up the immobile brake. I have to think of other ways.
If my estimate is correct, the assessment will end in three days, and someone will come to rescue the survivors by then. I can easily survive three days hiding in the hiding place, but Setsu certainly cannot, he only has one day to live at most.
My brain was running fast and I made a decision quickly. I wanted the rescue team to arrive in advance and I wanted to keep the brakes alive.
I packed some edible food and two small bags of drugs in the shirt I stole from the warlord, and then sneaked back to the stinking ditch. Even though I was used to the smell, standing next to the stinking ditch still made me feel uncomfortable.
Dizziness.
I knocked on the stone rhythmically, hoping that the brake would respond.
After several minutes, a comforting knocking sound finally came from below. I let out a long sigh of relief and dropped the food in the direction of the sound source.
Shi is currently lacking a lot of things, including water, food, medicine, and the most important thing is top-notch medical care. I have no other options, and the only thing I can give him is food. I hope he can hold on for two more days.
But I have never been a person who likes to pin my fate on hope. My parents once told me that if I can prove that I am valuable, then the rescue team will arrive early to protect the value that is beneficial to the company. I
Know how to show my value - I want to kill that crazy warlord, kill the ruler of the entire area, I want to destroy the entire military camp with my own strength.
If I live, Sha will get medical help. If I die - at least I die before my brother.
I didn't stay too long in the smelly ditch, but quickly returned to the hiding place and ate all the remaining food - it wasn't much in fact, but it was undoubtedly a big meal for me at that time.
.
After eating, I poured the last few grams of the drug into the boiling water, drank it in one breath, then sat cross-legged, closed my eyes and rested, with two sharp sabers standing beside me.
When all the nerves in my body started to get excited, I picked up the weapon and walked out of the hiding place. The moonlight outside was very hazy, and I judged from the position of the moon that it was about three o'clock in the evening.
I walked silently on the crushed solid ground, using all the skills I had learned, bypassing the napping town guards, and sprinted towards the warlord's military camp.
The security of the military camp was very lax. Perhaps the soldiers had relaxed their vigilance after finally wiping out the slums. There were only two soldiers on the tall sentry tower patrolling back and forth.
I climbed up a sentry tower silently, and the sentry was yawning with his back to me. I stabbed his lungs with a knife, and the tip of the knife came out of his open mouth. He didn't even have time to scream, he was too soft.
He collapsed softly to the ground.
The soldiers on the other guard tower seemed to notice something strange and raised their eyes to look this way.
I hid in the darkness, held my breath, and allowed my heartbeat to calm down. Then I suddenly took action and quickly threw out the spur in my right hand.
The two sentry towers were fifty meters apart. The sentry heard the sound and scratched his face in confusion. Before he could understand, a sharp military thorn went directly through his throat. He was unable to make a sound and shook a few times.
, and fell heavily towards the ground.
I heard a dull sound and was worried that my whereabouts would be discovered by others. But after a full minute, nothing happened. I breathed a sigh of relief, quickly slid down the sentry tower, and ran to the man's body.
Next to him, he pulled out the military thorn and dragged him into the grass.
Immediately afterwards, I found the armory. It was very easy to open the lock. After using drugs, my thinking and hands and feet were not as agile as usual. It only took me a few seconds to enter the armory. I found some C4 explosives and timers.
Device, set them up for ten minutes. Then placed a copy of the explosives in various important places in the military camp...
In order not to disturb my upcoming revenge plan, I found a few chains scattered in the garage and locked the door of the barracks where the soldiers rested.
After everything was arranged, I carried the bloody military spurs and walked to the warlord's living room in a swagger.
I pushed open the door and heard the sound of splashing in the bathroom. I sneaked in quietly and saw two girls not much older than me, one on the left and one on the right, scrubbing the warlord's back.
The warlord lay comfortably on the stone bathing platform, like a fat pig that was still being slaughtered, without any awareness of my existence.
The two black girls were naked, their bodies had just grown, their breasts were only slightly bulging, and their pink breasts looked particularly charming on their shiny skin like black pearls. Their delicate bodies were riding on the old man's arms,
While panting, she rubbed back and forth along her forearms, letting the old man's hands freely explore between her legs.
I walked silently to the bathing platform. The two girls hadn't noticed yet, and I could even feel the moisture on their bodies rushing towards my face. I raised the military thorn in my hand and chopped off their heads mercilessly.
Their bodies froze, and then they fell straight into the water, and the clear pool was immediately dyed red.
The warlord screamed and turned around to find me. His expression was shocked, and he couldn't believe that a thin Chinese boy dared to challenge him. He stood up from the bathtub, shouted loudly, and pumped his fist towards me.
My face called.
I didn't even try to dodge, I raised my spur and faced his fist.
It was too late for him to stop, and he screamed in agony, trying to get rid of the sharp spurs. I tried my best to pin the spurs and his palms to the wall. He howled in pain and attacked me with his other fist like crazy.
, but I also had a military thorn, which was used by Sha, so I followed the same method and nailed his other hand to the wall.
He cursed me loudly, which was the most vicious language I could imagine. I smiled at him, found a towel that had been soaked in the rain, sprayed a burst of scalding hot water, and then a burst of ice-cold cold water on his wound.
He thought that guards would come to rescue him, so he cursed me even louder. He didn't stop cursing until there was a loud noise and the entire military camp exploded.
Ghosts cried and howled outside, and burning debris was everywhere. The soldiers were trapped in the barracks, and their panic caused them to push each other and fight.
I continued to torture the warlord's weakest nerve, and all the misfortunes he encountered these days turned into torture for him.
After several back and forths, he finally begged for mercy in half-baked English, sobbing. He said that he knew who I was, and as long as I let him go, he could send me away from here, leave the company that trained me, and set me free.
I answered him, I don't need freedom.
Then, I gathered all my strength and punched him in the heart, causing his heart to stop beating.
A few minutes later, I walked out of the warlord's room empty-handed. The soldiers had already rushed out of the barracks. Thousands of them raised their guns and stared at me closely.
I laughed because I saw fear in their eyes.
I thought I was going to die, but a second later, I heard the propeller sound of an armed Apache helicopter. I quickly dodged and hid in the room——
Within two minutes, the Apache fired a total of eight missiles and 10,000 rounds of ammunition, wiping out all the soldiers.
I stood up from the ruins and vaguely saw my parents getting off another helicopter.