When Yu Yang slowly woke up again, more than ten hours had passed. There was no sunshine, no moon, no sound, and silence around him to greet Yu Yang.
There were only the chandelier in the basement that looked like it would go out at any moment, the low roof, the items he smashed into a mess yesterday, and the scattered corpses of the Germans in the distance.
Yu Yang looked at the surrounding environment with some confusion. He stood up and walked around for a few steps. It was familiar but also strange. Familiar because everything around him was destroyed by him, but strange because Stalingrad would be so quiet.
He slowly stood up from the ground and took out a watch he had seized yesterday. The time was past eleven o'clock. Yu Yang didn't know whether this eleven o'clock was eleven o'clock at night or noon.
My ears still couldn't hear my footsteps, I couldn't hear the sound I made when I stood up, and I couldn't hear the sound of gunfire outside the house. Everything around me was very quiet.
There were only occasional faint sounds, which seemed to remind Yu Yang that his ears could still hear sounds and he was not completely deaf. However, Yu Yang felt that maybe these sounds were his auditory hallucinations or his imagination.
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Slowly standing in the middle of the room, the dust falling from Yu Yang's head constantly reminded Yu Yang that above his head, the battle was still going on. The Soviets and the Germans were fighting to the death in this city.
During the struggle, the city and the artillery fire did not stop, but they could not hear it.
Despair enveloped Yu Yang's heart, a deep sense of powerlessness, and loneliness enveloped Yu Yang's heart. The tasks prompted by the watch on his wrist were like a mountain, pressing hard on him.
, time passes by second by second, but I still have a long way to go before completing the task.
There is no reminder of the completed part of the mission. How many Germans have you killed? Fifty? Sixty?
Yu Yang no longer remembers it, but he knows that there is still a long way to go before he reaches three hundred.
It seems that there are not even five of the thirty snipers now. As for the general, he has never seen it before. He doesn't even know how many eyes and mouths the German general has. The biggest officer Yu Yang has encountered now is not far away.
The German major has turned into a dead body.
Yu Yang's despair was because he had problems with his ears. Completing the task had become a distant dream, like a fantasy. During this day, Yu Yang had walked to the basement exit many times and wanted to rush out.
, and wanted to fight the Germans to the death.
Yu Yang wanted to vent the depression in his heart. He wanted to go out and release himself. There were low rooms, closed spaces, and dim lights.
Yu Yang didn't want to stay in this room. Everything here made Yu Yang feel bored. He wanted sunshine and breathed the fresh air outside the basement.
Yu Yang was tired of the war. After several consecutive days of life and death, Yu Yang was now full of disgust for the war.
He now wants a place without war, where he can bask in the sun openly, instead of hiding in the basement like a mouse like he does now.
But every time when Yu Yang was about to push open the iron cover, his hand had already touched the handle of the basement entrance, but he took his hand back. Ants are still greedy for life, and Yu Yang is the same, again and again, many times.
Seeing no hope, Yu Yang wanted to be free, but he couldn't take the last step. When Yu Yang retracted into the passage again.
Now Yu Yang is looking forward to the sunshine, but he is afraid of facing the battlefield. Yu Yang is very clear about how much impact his hearing loss will have on him.
The anxiety and anxiety made Yu Yang very irritable now. From time to time, he would hit the wall next to him or any place he could touch with his hands.
After venting his emotions, Yu Yang, whose mood improved slightly, sat down in the corner. Now Yu Yang didn't know how long he could live. Maybe he could survive in the city for a day or two.
Or three days?
He didn't know, but Yu Yang was sure that he would die. If his ears could not recover, he might die just after leaving the city. He might survive in the city for a few days or a month and then die because the task was not completed.
He was destined to die, but Yu Yang didn't want to die, so he was afraid, retreated, wanted to go out again and again, and stepped back again and again, longing for a miracle in his heart.
The dust above his head fell more and more, becoming more and more dense. Yu Yang knew that the battlefield had reached the position above his head, and the basement would be discovered at any time. Yu Yang felt that his safety was threatened.
Getting up from the ground, Yu Yang picked up the map that fell on the ground, blocked the entrance of the passage, opened a corner, and quickly got in. After crawling forward for a while, he once again hugged his knees with his hands and hid in the passage.
In the process, time is constantly consumed.
Hope is like the faint light coming from the entrance of the passage. Through the small hole scratched by Yu Yang on the map, a little light comes. Although it is slim, it is still hope and it is also the light in the darkness.
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Standing in hell and looking up at the white fish belly in heaven, the light always remains in the bottom of my heart, looking forward to its appearance. Yu Yang is like a drowning person, hoping that a straw will appear that can save his life.
Time passed little by little. Yu Yang huddled in the passage. There was no time in the room. Yu Yang had no reference. He could not see his watch, so there was no prompt to tell him the exact time. Is it night or night?
During the day, there are only spots of light in the distance and a little bit of hope in Yu Yang's heart, which will be extinguished at any time.
When he was hungry, Yu Yang took out the canned food, took a few bites of it, and then threw it away casually. There were still a lot of these in Yu Yang's backpack. Yu Yang no longer regarded every mouthful of food as a treasure like before.
Most of the cans were discarded by Yu Yang casually. When he was tired and sleepy, he slowly closed his eyes.
When Yu Yang opened his eyes again, nothing changed in the cycle. It was still pitch black and he couldn't see anything. He repeated everything before going to bed, eating, opening his eyes in a daze, and then closing his eyes to sleep.
Repeated like this, over and over again, time also passed slowly and inadvertently.
When he opened his eyes for the second time, Yu Yang felt that his ears seemed to have recovered a little. It seemed that he could hear some gunfire, but the sound was very small, appearing and disappearing, as if someone was whispering in your ear.
Talking, every time you want to listen carefully, the sound disappears.
Yu Yang sighed and smiled helplessly. Not only did he have a problem with his ears, but he also had a problem with his brain. He actually had auditory hallucinations.
I slowly moved from the passage to the entrance, opened the map and took a look. There were no changes in the basement.
He was not discovered by the Germans or the Soviets. It was exactly the same as when Yu Yang hid in the passage before. Dust continued to fall from the roof. Yu Yang felt that the floor of the basement was a little higher and the sky was lower.
