"When it saw us, it roared, jumped up, and rushed towards us! We were so frightened that we could only fire as hard as we could until we ran out of bullets in the gun, but we couldn't stop it...
Even when it was shot to death, it still bit the neck of one of our soldiers... At that moment, its angry eyes suddenly reminded me of something..." The old man lowered his head in pain, "It came for revenge.
...to take revenge on us cruel humans..."
S had a calm face and had been listening silently. He had lived alone in the forest for three years and was quite familiar with animals like wolves. Their ferocity was as ferocious as any other beast.
"While we were busy cleaning up the mess, no one thought that the poison gas in the laboratory leaked... we were all poisoned."
The old man raised his head and sighed, "It's retribution... It's really retribution."
S came to him, looked down at him, and asked doubtfully, "Why are you okay?"
The old man smiled bitterly, "You mean it's okay, because I can still communicate with you like this instead of eating you?"
S nodded, "Yeah."
He looked at the tombs again, "I would rather be like them, turning into a complete monster, without suffering, without having to guard this base that has become a ghost town alone."
S thought for a while and then asked, "Who is the 'that person' you just mentioned?"
The old man replied, "A military doctor who served with the army during World War II was sent here after returning to China... He was a weirdo in our eyes at the time. Because he openly opposed using these living subjects for experiments, he was always ostracized.
I was the only one who had some friendship with him. Once, he was drunk and told me in tears that he didn’t want to study poison gas and he didn’t want to hurt innocent people... In the war years, who would say such nonsense?
Will you listen?"
"That was when he was the first to discover the poison gas leak, so he was able to take protective measures as soon as possible. After the incident, he contacted the superiors, but in the end, a plane arrived to take him away.
.Because they needed a witness to the incident... and our soldiers who were infected by the poisonous gas could only stand there and watch him leave... Before leaving, he quietly gave me an injection. This was just his preliminary
I don’t know if the results of the experiment are useful for poison gas. He told me that he will definitely come back! Even if the government doesn’t want us, he will come back with a way to rescue us!”
"Perhaps the antidote worked. I am the only soldier who has not mutated into a monster, but I am still like this, a human and a ghost. And he has been gone for decades..." The old man
His eyes were dry and had no tears. He looked at a tomb in front of him and continued, "We have waited for a long time and gradually lost our confidence. Only then did we understand a truth. We were abandoned. The only
To be relieved is to hope that God can take us away as soon as possible... In order to prove that we are still alive, we maintained our previous habits, standing guard, hunting, and repeating the same things every day. Later, the soldiers began to mutate,
From their bodies to their temperaments, they grew taller, their hands and feet became enlarged, all their body hair fell off, and their skin turned gray-black... Their physical strength also began to become amazing. If they caught prey, they would tear it open and eat it alive! I
I was very scared, because I knew that it was not entirely the result of poisonous gas. I thought of all the legends about Tulang Mountain, and in the end, I could only simply think that it was because of our sins that we were punished by the dead creatures.
Curse. If you think about it this way, you can feel calm."
S's brows furrowed tightly. He had seen the power of those monsters before. Such a mutation was really terrifying. "They shouldn't be able to recognize people, so why didn't they hurt you?"
"Because I also have the smell of 'the same kind' in my body, which allows me to live safely among them."
His eyes fell on the old man's neck. The bark-like ringworm was enough to show that he had lived in the same pain for the past few decades.
"From the day they turned into monsters, I realized that we would never be able to get out, and I am the only person here who knows this fact. Therefore, I have to prepare a grave for my comrades with my own hands.
Die to prove that they have all lived..."
Having said this, the old man raised his head and looked at S, "Actually, I want to thank you."
s raised his eyebrows, "Thank us?"
The old man smiled, "Yes, you have freed us."
s was silent and did not speak.
"Before we entered the mountain, we joked that it would be great if we could build a tomb in such a mysterious and quiet place after our death. We would not be disturbed. Now, our dream has come true... We have made this place more beautiful.
It's scary, no one should dare to come in again." The old man spoke for a long time, exhaled a long breath, stood up, straightened out the worn military uniform on his body, turned around and entered the door again, and dug out a
He put a military hat on his head.
When he walked out, he looked at S and smiled slightly, "You are from the seventh game. You should be able to find my old friend. Please tell him that I may not be able to wait for him because I want to see him.
My comrades." He handed him a broken diary again, "Here, I will tell you how to get out." After saying that, he slowly walked towards the tombs and came to the only one among them that was not buried in loess.
I lay down in the seat with great difficulty.
S lowered his head and looked at the diary, and immediately followed him, "You..."
"In exchange for taking you out of here, can you do me a favor?" The old man lay down calmly, relaxing his whole body, "I'm too tired and want to rest..."
S stood next to him, his eyebrows tightened, looking at his peaceful appearance, gritted his teeth, squatted down, and pushed down the loess next to him little by little...
Suddenly, the old man's hand on his body suddenly dropped...
S was startled and turned to look at him. There was a faint smile on the old man's face from beginning to end. He was relieved and relieved, and he walked so peacefully.
He squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, and completed the last tomb with his own hands.
Standing up and looking at the nearly three hundred buildings around him, he could even see how an old figure dug them out one by one...
In fact, they are all victims.
Inexplicably, he was filled with disgust for the person who caused all this.
Opening the diary left by the old man, S discovered that the first page of the diary was a hand-drawn map...