Fortunately, although a sentry was set up here, perhaps because of the long time, there was no trouble here, and I guess the few soldiers guarding it didn't know what was going on inside.
I wandered outside for a few days, and finally had the opportunity to approach a sentry. After a while, I developed a good relationship with him. Being a sentry in front of a closed building with no one around was quite boring.
Although his military qualities allow him to endure the boring life of a guard, it does not mean that he does not need friends.
At first, when I asked to go in and have a look, the sentry still insisted. No one was allowed to enter under a strict order. If you wanted to go in, you must have a red-headed document. And as a friend, he also told me cautiously:
Brother Zheng, to be honest, it's best not to go in here, it's not clean.
I hummed, pretended not to know, and asked: What's going on? What kind of unclean method is this?
His face became very strange, and he hesitated: Brother, you may not believe it when I told you, this closed area is haunted!
"Haunted!?" I was also shocked by what he said, even though I knew there was some unknown secret hidden in it. However, death and being haunted are completely different concepts.
I thought to myself, could there be someone else in here?
His expression became more and more uneasy. He drank a large glass of liquor and then said slowly: Brother, don't believe me when I told you. When I was on duty at night, no one dared to work alone. In the beginning,
At that time, there were only two people on duty here, one during the day and one at night.
But suddenly one day, the person on the night shift went crazy! He went crazy very suddenly. The doctor said that he was frightened, and it was an excessive kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.
When we went to the hospital to see him, he trembled and said: He heard the cry of a child inside! He thought someone's child ran in while he was not paying attention, and then got lost inside.
I entered this closed area with a flashlight and a gun. I followed the road and slowly moved towards the source of the sound. But as I walked, the crying disappeared. It stopped, as if it had never been there.
The same thing happened.
Only then did he realize that he had walked a long way in, and he didn't even know where he was - because according to the order, we were only responsible for guarding and were strictly prohibited from entering the closed area.
A person was in a strange environment, still in the dark, with only a flashlight. Although he had a gun in his hand, he was still a little nervous, or in other words, scared. But he clearly found that at the beginning, he did hear what he heard.
A child's cry.
Although the crying has stopped now, what if the child fell asleep after being tired from crying?
He plucked up the courage and shouted several times: My son, uncle is here. If you hear it, just answer and I will save you!
He called a few times, but there was no sound except the echo in the dark night that startled him.
He cursed a few evil words and started walking back with a flashlight on.
Before taking two steps, there was another cry from behind!
He wanted to turn around and curse, "What's wrong with you kid? You came out just as I was about to leave?"
When he turned around, he saw a bloody child. Judging from his height, he seemed to be only a few months old, but he was standing, standing behind him!
The light of the flashlight hit the child, which made it even more terrifying. Moreover, the child had a ferocious sneer on his face!
There is a smile on the face, whether it is a sneer, a smile, or a crazy laugh! But it is still a smile.
There was a smile on his face, but he was crying!
Wow... Wow... like a hungry child who wants to eat milk.
My comrade-in-arms, who is usually quite courageous, saw this situation and even forgot to shoot. Even though his legs were weak, he still ran as fast as he could with his flashlight!
The more he ran, the farther away the crying sound became. Fortunately, he secretly thought, the unknown thing did not catch up with him. When he reached the watchtower, he locked the door and sat in the room, gasping for air. He felt that his whole body was weak.
It's like walking through the gates of hell.
When he calmed down, he started to wonder again, what on earth is that thing?
When he looked up, he found a bloody face taped to the window!
It's the kid covered in blood!
He picked up the gun, pointed it at the window and pulled the trigger!
Then, he didn't know anything anymore.
Having said this, the sentry I knew paused, looked at me, and said: Brother Zheng, do you believe me when I say this?
I also swallowed and felt indescribably weird. It was normal for people like us to encounter rice dumplings in ancient tombs, but this matter was beyond the scope of my understanding.
I also took a sip of wine to calm down my shock, and said to him: Believe it or not, there are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. By the way, what’s next?
The sentry said: "At that time, he was already crazy, and he was talking all the time. We also summarized his words and guessed his meaning intermittently.
I was not the only one to know what he said. Many of our comrades, including our political commissar, knew it at the time. At first, several comrades were quite scared, especially those on the night shift. The political commissar said that maybe he had seen it wrong.
, at night, people are easily frightened by their imagination. For example, if a plastic bag is hung on a tree, if you look at it at night, you can see it as a human head.
Moreover, he has gone crazy now and what he says is crazy. Don’t believe it. We are all great proletarian fighters and are materialists. We must follow Chairman Mao’s thoughts and defeat all demons and monsters.
Later, my crazy comrade recovered after a long period of time, but he was a little nervous. The army organized a rehabilitation for him and he also moved.
When he left, we saw him off. He was drunk, and he knelt down crying and swore to us that he was definitely not mistaken that night. He just saw a creepy child! Brothers.
You must be careful, it is best to ask for a peace charm to come back."
At this point, the sentry almost cried. He grabbed my arm and said in a tearful voice: Brother Zheng, in fact, we all believe in him! We really believe in him!
Seeing that he was too nervous, I patted his shoulder and comforted him: Brother, in fact, your political commissar is right. The Party is the red sun in my heart. Chairman Mao is shining brightly.
Seeing is believing. I don’t believe everything your comrade said. You have been on duty for so long, but have you ever seen that child?
He shook his head and said: No, no one has seen that child since then, but I am sure that my comrade did not lie.
After saying that, he mysteriously lay next to my ear and said nervously: