Chapter two hundred and fifty-four entering the battle
Growth is a very sudden thing. Looking back, I had a fight with my parents when I left home. Later, I suddenly awakened my abilities and finally joined this organization.
I once thought this was a pure land where I could show off my talents, a paradise where I could stay away from that annoying family.
Later, I saw real death and truly survived; I began to recall the past in my dreams, and when I was in a daze in the ward, I always thought of those people I was close to or indifferent to.
I always look at my clothes before leaving in a daze, and I always hallucinate the people I meet to look like them.
How I wish that, in some dark corner, I could meet my father and mother who came here to throw rubbish in the trash can by chance, and I could cry and beg them to pick up my lost "trash".
But if you can see this wish, I probably can't realize it. Then, if possible, I hope to leave everything I have to my father and mother, all my property and items I can get.
When signing, just write that I love your daughter!
——Part of the suicide note of an ordinary "Shadow Kill" soldier. After the war, she and her other sleeping companions were jointly awarded the Patriotic Medal by the "Shadow Kill" and the State of China, and were regarded as martyrs with an identity that could be promoted.
"What are you looking at?"
"Ah, sorry! Mr. Xu Feng, I will continue to sort it out!"
In the transport vehicle where documents and objects were stored, Xu Feng, who was wrapped in bandages, leaned on the side door, while the soldier who had just been fascinated by reading the suicide note continued to use his ability to organize the objects.
Since he was not a direct combat unit, most of Xu Feng's injuries were internal injuries and large-scale lacerations caused by the impact. The injuries did not penetrate the skin and the force did not break the internal organs. He was one of the few seriously injured people who could fight.
"Well, don't worry, be sure to organize it carefully. The people over there have already set out to search."
"Yes, but it's almost eight o'clock. From an environmental point of view..."
While writing the information about the object, the little warrior glanced at the dial on his wrist. It was now 7:47 pm, thirteen minutes before eight o'clock.
There are still about twenty minutes until it becomes completely dark.
"If you delay for one more day, there will be one more day of trouble. This is what they said. But since we are talking about it, you should take a rest first. Let's chat and wait for them to come back."
Xu Feng swayed, holding on to the edge of the carriage and sitting down, tapping his stiff thighs.
The delicate and handsome face turned towards the outside of the car, Xu Feng looked far away, looking up at the sky that was about to darken completely.
"Thank you Mr. Xu Feng."
After receiving his instruction, the other soldiers put down their assistants one after another. Some sat on the ground, some relied on the file rack, and some lay directly on the table less than twenty centimeters away, squinting their eyes.
Together, they followed Xu Feng's gaze and looked at the night sky outside the carriage.
It is summer time now, and although the days are longer than usual, during this period, the long-awaited moon has already pulled down most of the curtain of the night.
"Mr. Xu Feng."
"ask."
"Will these relics and these last wishes be delivered according to their wishes?"
Every ordinary soldier of "Shadow Kill" has great trust in the organization he is in, but even so, they still want to get a definite answer when it comes to such situations that rely heavily on facts.
It doesn't have to be absolute, but it must be a definite answer from a trustworthy person.
"These relics will be delivered to a specialized organization, that is, the "historian" unit to which "Qian" belongs. They will hand over directly to the corresponding departments of the Kingdom of China and record them in a glorious capacity.
them."
Xu Feng turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth towards this group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls.
That kind smile that seemed to see through the world of mortals was deeply reflected in everyone's eyes, and an inexplicable sense of strength and peace of mind came to their hearts.
"So don't worry, they will be recorded in the world's records in the form of their last wishes."
"Then Mr. Xu Feng, have we won?"
This question came from a girl wearing glasses. Her words were mixed with anxiety, like an overly frightened little animal.
"I want to hear your answers first. Do you think we have won now before we go to defeat Damon?"
Yellow lights lit up outside the carriage, and the aroma of the food began to fill the air. Xu Feng turned to look outside the carriage, taking away the sight of the other soldiers.
In their sight, a transport truck carrying supplies was driving into the parking space amidst the cheers of everyone. Everyone was eager to carry food and drinks, even if they were on crutches and wearing plaster, they had to help themselves.
Companions who were familiar or unfamiliar received wine and meat, and then waited together for the celebration to begin.
"Why is it so lively today?"
"Isn't it bad?"
"It's pretty good. But in normal times, no matter how much wine I drink and how delicious the food is, I never see everyone so active."
The soldiers in the carriage peered outside in unison, and a few brave ones had already jumped out of the carriage.
"It seems... the second lady woke up! I saw someone moving things into the second lady's car, then Mr. "Dagger"... there were also people carrying food into Mr. "Dagger"'s car!!! It was Master Yuan.
Picked it up with my own hands! Could it be that Mr. "Dagger" is also awake!? Wow!! These two..."
The one who yelled the loudest began to choke. He sat on the floor next to the side door and began to wipe away tears.
Beside him, all the companions who followed his words also looked excited, and one of them even ran towards the supply truck.
He ran, jumped, and shouted:
“And ours!!!”
"A man cannot shed tears easily, haha..."
Xu Feng smiled like an old father, wiped away the tears of the soldier beside him with his bandaged hands, and stared at his red and swollen eyes looking up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's just! I just think that after Mr. "Dagger" and the second lady wake up! We will be saved, we can win, we can survive... Wuwuwu..."
Xu Feng patted his head, moved his body next to the little warrior, and sat on the floor next to the side door like him, stretching his legs. He stretched out his arms and put his arms around his shoulders.
"Mr. Xu Feng?"
"Have a good cry. We all need to vent and have a good cry."
Xu Feng blinked, gently patted the little warrior's shoulder twice, and looked at the lively but orderly carnival over there.
Not far ahead, the first few people who rushed over were holding boxes of drinks and food, waving their hands and running towards this side.
"Now, do you think we won?"
"I don't know, but I think we..."
The little warrior wiped away his tears, choked with sobs, and gasped:
"Now... well... it's pretty good!"
"Really... pretty good!"
Xu Feng gently patted the little warrior on the back, nodded gently, looked away slightly, and opened his mouth slightly.
"Very good! Yes! Very good!"
He thought of some people who had passed away, and also thought of some people who had disappointed him.
Man, he gritted his back teeth, nodded and shook his head at an ever-increasing frequency, and slapped the little warrior's shoulder with more strength.
Finally, he looked at the forest path leading to the entrance and exit. A group of "Shadow Kill" warriors pulling a black box were walking towards this side.
Their expressions changed from numbness to shock, and finally to joy.
Xu Feng followed their gaze and saw a woman wearing a black men's trench coat walking out of the carriage where she had been sleeping for a long time. With the support of her sister beside her, she stood on a high platform made of empty boxes.
Rhythmic cheers began to ring out in the camp. Xu Feng turned around and nodded to the approaching battlefield cleaning troops, and then watched them run towards the cheering crowd.
"Yeah, it's pretty good..."
Xu Feng loosened his arm around the little soldier, jumped off the floor unsteadily, turned and walked towards the metal box pulled over by the cleanup team. Behind him, the soldiers who came back with food and drinks began to chatter with each other.
"Aren't you going?"
"Um?"
A gradually familiar voice came from the side and behind, and the little soldiers on the other side also fell silent instantly following this question.
Xu Feng closed the box that smelled like corpses and turned to look at the man behind him.
"I feel like I should be the one to ask you this question."
Lin Shuwen and Xu Feng raised their lips together. He was wearing the same black trench coat as Ye Lanxin. With Feng Xuyuan's support, he looked Xu Feng up and down.
"I will go over after inviting important friends."
Lin Shuwen smiled. Although his posture and face were haggard, his pair of red holes were like seductive and shining gems, floating in brilliance.
"What if this friend doesn't want to come?"
"Then I will accompany him and not go there."
The two of them laughed in unison again. Then, Lin Shuwen turned around and walked to the center of the camp with Feng Xuyuan's support. Behind him, Xu Feng waved to the stunned little soldiers and followed Lin Shuwen.
footsteps.
"Mr. "Dagger"! Mr. "Dagger" has passed!!!"
"What?! It's Mr. Dagger and Master Feng Xuyuan!!!"
""獬豸"! "獬豸"!..."
The crowd chanted the name of the team that was no longer complete. Lin Shuwen suddenly stopped where he was and looked quietly at the cheering people who parted ways. In his eyes, the figures of two departed souls flashed across.
(My Lord.)
(Boss.)
The tiger-eared girl and the heroic boy stood on both sides of the road, extending their arms toward him.
And around him, those who did not participate in the shouting also "saw":
Xu Feng "saw" the "Morning Orioles" and the former "Jin Ming";
Yun Moyin "saw" the group of people who were once called "natural violets";
Yu Wenmo "saw" the subordinates who often complained about horror movies together;
Wen Yu "saw" those companions who were attacking crazily and shouting, "Kill me"...
"This result is pretty good, isn't it?"
Xu Feng walked to Lin Shuwen's side and turned to face him with a smile. The ground where they were was dotted with crystals.
"Yeah, it's pretty good, um! It's pretty good!"
Lin Shuwen nodded heavily several times, then raised his head again and walked towards the center of the camp. Together with everyone, he raised his own glass of wine with stubborn strength.