Sentinel is not good

In the desert, an underground bunker, the heavy door was pushed open by the people inside.Originally, this was not a war zone. I don't know why a small-scale fire was suddenly launched, and the surrounding refugees had to hide in the bunkers in advance to avoid it temporarily.

Zhang Mu led a few people to push open the door, and the bombing finally stopped.In recent years, the Union Army and the Field Army have been fighting everywhere. Except for the places further south, most of the desert has become a war zone.

"Let everyone come out!" Zhang Mu said to his son.

Zhang Yi, who had grown up, was finally taller than his father. He led out his own horse first, and then went to inform the refugees that they were safe now.Today, he is already the deputy in the refugee camp.

"Dad." Zhang Yi looked at Yun, and then came to look for Zhang Mu. "There is no sign of a violent storm recently. This time, we can set up camp for a little longer."

"I hope, it's better to find another place with water and let your sister give birth to the child." Zhang Mu said, still with a gun on his waist.

Their horses snorted suddenly and stamped restlessly.

"What's the matter? What's the matter!" Zhang Yi comforted the horse first. If the horse is frightened, it is easy to break the rein.

Zhang Mu didn't understand Ma's emotions for the time being, but he saw something.

Not far away, a person appeared.

No, there are two.One hugs another.

The first thing Zhang Mu and Zhang Yi noticed was his military uniform.He was wearing a military uniform and a military cap, and the one he was holding was wearing a desert camouflage uniform.

These two people are sentinels and guides. Their appearance means that the war zone is nearby, which is definitely not a good thing.

"Dad, what should I do?" Zhang Yi unconsciously touched his gun.He also learned how to shoot a gun and how to protect his family with a weapon.My sister will give birth in another month, and he can't let the camp make any changes at this time.

"Observe and observe." Zhang Mu stared at the two people closely, "Maybe they didn't come to look for us, if they intend to hurt us, just shoot, don't alarm your sister."

The father and son told the refugees not to come up, and then stayed at the exit, continuing to observe the two people.

That person walked very slowly, very slowly, very slowly, as if he was extremely tired, but he walked this way step by step, with no intention of giving up at all.

"They're here." Zhang Yi was very vigilant.Over the years, because of the sentinel wars, many refugees died in the flames of war.

Zhang Mu also took out his gun, not wanting them to get closer.He and his son's pistols were pointed at the foreign guide at the same time. The sentry seemed unconscious, being hugged, his body limp and motionless.

"Shoot if you get closer." Zhang Mu had no choice but to, they were too afraid of the sentry, a sentry with superior physical ability could kill all the men in the camp.

In order for everyone to survive, he had to take precautions.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Zhang Mu changed his mind and slowly lowered his gun.

There were wolves, and the pack followed the man.

Over the years, the desert wolves have been moving with the camp, and apart from sharing the underground bunker together, they rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with each other.He has rarely seen wolves get close to humans.

The guide came with the wolf, and he approached step by step, and when he reached a place more than ten meters away from Zhang Mu, he couldn't hold on for a while, and fell forward.

The person in his arms also fell heavily on the sand.

The wolves followed him and did not disperse.

"Go and have a look." Zhang Mu said to his son.

Zhang Yi still put his finger on the trigger and followed his father to check.There were two people lying on the sand, because it was night, under the moonlight, only their clothes could be seen, nothing else.

The pack of wolves refused to disperse, just hovering a dozen meters away from them.

"Who are they?" Zhang Yi asked, in order to see clearly, he had to squat down.

"Be careful." Zhang Mu smelled a strong smell of blood.He also knelt down and brushed the sentry's hair away.

The person was probably dying and had a very low temperature.He looked at the guide again, this person should be fine, his body temperature is normal.

"This person..." Zhang Yi picked up the sentinel's face, looked at it again and again, and suddenly matched up with someone in his memory, "Dad, do you think this person looks like Song Jian?"

Song Jian?Zhang Mu's hand trembled.

He hadn't heard the child's name for a long time.

As if it happened in the previous life.

Because the wolf cub killed Fan Yu, the two children left the camp, and not long after, their wolf and little black horse came back.Zhang Mu understood everything at that time, the wolf cub and Song Jian were in trouble.

It is very possible that the two of them are no longer there.Otherwise the wolf and the horse would not run back.

Could it be Song Jian?He hurriedly picked up the sentry's face and looked at his browbones, small nose, and bloody chin...Suddenly, he recognized something, pushed the sentry's hair back, and looked hard.

Look at that guide's face again.

These closed eyes, the bridge of the nose, the corners of the mouth... Zhang Mu carefully looked and looked until several wolves approached.

They use their noses to touch the unconscious guide.

Zhang Mu's eyes widened suddenly, it was them, it was them, it was the wolf cub and the blind man who left the camp that year.It was the wolf who brought them back.

But the strong smell of blood reminded Zhang Mu that one of the two was seriously injured.

"Quick! Get ready for surgery!" Zhang Mu pointed to the nearby sand dune, "Just set up a tent here! Quick!"

Zhang Yi immediately ran to the underground bunker to call Zhang Ling.

Song Jian felt like he was floating in one place.

He looked at his feet and knew that this was his brother's mental image.

His consciousness was fuzzy and he knew he was dying.In his final moments, Brother pulled himself into his mental picture.

This is what I care about the most.Song Jian was floating aimlessly, he could no longer make a sound, as if being blown away by a gust of wind.

In the huge desert base, with countless rooms, Song Jian lost his way here again.

Only this time, there is no brother's spiritual body, nor his own spiritual body, there is only a residual consciousness of his dying self.

Song Jian was floating, without any reaction or thought at all, he was just floating, and at the last moment of his life, he hid in his brother's safe haven.

After drifting for an unknown amount of time, Song Jian drifted into a small room.

Unlike the metal in other places, here, he saw yellow sand all over the place.

In the center of the yellow sand, there is a small tent.Song Jian's first reaction was that the color of the small tent in his mental image was indeed wrong.

He floated to the most secret place in brother's mental landscape.Here, brother's biggest secret is hidden.

Secrets from the desert.

about my own secrets.

The small tent is very small, but there is a lot of stuff inside.There is a thick blanket, and the thick blanket is different from the one I imagined.There are also kettles, wooden shelves, wooden sticks... There is a bonfire outside.

Beside the fire, there is a short knife.

Here it is, Song Jian feels like coming home.He doesn't want to float away anymore, he just wants to stop here.

This is his real home, where he grew up.If he really wanted to leave this world, he hoped that he could hide here at the last moment.

I am still very afraid of death, but here, I am not so afraid.

Zhou Yun slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw were a few kerosene lamps.His head hurts very much, pain and dizziness like never before.

He didn't know where it was, it was just a sharp heartache, which reminded him of everything before he fell into a coma.

Pick up to die.

After Song Jian was shot, his mind lost control, hurting the sentries on the battlefield, and piercing the mental walls of many sentries at once.They fell into a coma, hugged Song Jian by themselves, and followed the wolves.

He didn't know where the wolves were taking him.

He just wants to follow them.

If Jian died, he would accompany the corpse to the deepest part of the desert and never come out again.They can finally lie together in the dunes, waiting for a strong wind, cover them with a quilt made of sand, and bury them together.

At the last moment, I would hug him in the deepest part of my mental picture.

Nothing can separate them anymore.

But now, what is this place?Zhou Yun clutched his temples and sat up, wanting to find Song Jian.He wanted to leave the crowd with him, and he would never see anyone again in his life.

"You're awake!" Zhang Mu just came in to deliver water, and saw the wolf cub sitting up.

He's grown up, he's grown up, he's taller than he was when he left, and he's stronger, with broader shoulders.

He just cut his hair short and put on a human military uniform, so he didn't recognize him for a while.

Zhou Yun looked at Zhang Mu, and it took him a while to recognize him.Since awakening, he forced himself to forget the life in the desert, otherwise those good memories would drive him crazy.

"Song Jian...Song Jian." But Zhou Yun didn't have the energy to greet Zhang Mu, he rolled over from the bed, overusing his mental strength, his brain was about to burst into pain.

"Retrieving bullets." Zhang Mu helped him up, thinking that the two children had died in the desert, but he didn't expect that there would be a day when they would meet again.

The little blind man became a sentinel, and the wolf cub turned into a guide.

"Who?" Zhou Yun couldn't stand still, he could only grab Zhang Mu's collar, "Who... is taking the bullet?"

"You drink water first." Zhang Mu handed him the water, "It's Zhang Yi, do you remember? Do you have a human name now?"

Zhang Yi?Zhou Yun shook his head slightly, feeling a severe pain in his head. "Zhou...Zhou Yun."

"Zhou Yun...Zhou Yun...you don't remember Xiaoyi? You are such a wolf cub, forget it when you say it." Zhang Mu said with a smile, "Xiaoyi is my son, younger than Song Jian. You When he left the camp, he was also a child, and he cried for a long time when he found out that you had sneaked away, saying that he had already made an agreement with Song Jian, and that the next time he moved, he would be pulled by the wooden cart at home."

Zhou Yun still shook his head, he didn't dare to think about those memories all these years.

His tent, his camp, his puppy, all disappeared with his awakening.

"A few years ago, my wife died of appendicitis." Zhang Mu sat down, "I heard from others that it was actually just a minor ailment. As long as you can have an operation, you can survive...Since then, Xiaoyi has been It changed, he seldom messed around anymore, he became a big boy overnight, he learned to read the weather, he learned how to shoot a gun, he was still walking in various camps, and he learned how to operate a knife."

"I'll go and see." Zhou Yun didn't believe anyone, he had to see it.

"It's in the tent next door. But don't go, don't disturb their operation! They just sterilized the tent." Zhang Mu knew that he couldn't stop him. Since he was a child, the wolf cub only remembered Song Jian.

Operation?disinfect?Zhou Yun held on to the curtain of the tent before standing still. It could be seen that everything here was built temporarily.Compared with Zhang Mu's once beautiful and spacious big tent, it was too small and crude.

He walked out with support, and many refugees were resting on the sand outside, covered with blankets, without setting up tents, and they might be transferred soon.

Not far away, there is another tent, which must have been lit with a lot of kerosene lamps to be so bright in the desert night.

I am used to seeing the lights of the mobile base, this level of brightness is no surprise in Zhou Yun's eyes, but it can still deter wild beasts.

The wolves dare not come over.

Zhou Yun walked towards the dark side, and his coat fell to the ground.

He went to the wolf, his wolf.

The wolf pack has changed its head wolf, and the head wolf is still a black male wolf.A large number of gray, white, and rock-colored she-wolves gathered nearby.

Zhou Yun walked over there with two legs, and he began to undress.

First is the tie.

The black tie was finally taken off, like a shackle.Then there was the black shirt, which was already stained with Song Jian's blood.

The naked upper body was stripped, Zhou Yun fell down, he knelt on the sand, and started to untie his belt.

No clothes, he doesn't want clothes.

Belts, trousers, high military boots...one piece of human equipment was taken off, Zhou Yun shed the equipment of these years like a snake that shed its skin.He stripped himself off again and turned back into a natural beast. He landed on all fours again, walking towards the pack like a wolf.

The wolves are restless, nervous, restless, and looking forward to it.

The closer Zhou Yun got, the more he could feel his blood boiling.Many wolves are coyotes, not familiar with his appearance nor his smell.They are hostile until a black male emerges from the pack.

It vigilantly circles around humans, sniffing constantly, touching the sand with the tip of its nose, feeling the vibrations of humans.

Wild animals will never trust humans all at once.

Zhou Yun recognized it.

When his nose and the wolf's nose finally met, the male wolf immediately smelled him.It ran away in an instant, then ran back, excited, put its forelimbs on the shoulders of humans, and swung its tail.

Zhou Yun rubbed its face and ears with his face, closed his eyes, and smelled the wolf's fur.

The black wolf opened its mouth to him, missing a fang from its upper gum.

This is the wolf from seven years ago.

It was the first to hear Zhou Yun's cry, the first to accept Zhou Yun, and the boy raised by the wolves again.It raised its sharp beak and howled at the moon, and the wolves began to respond one by one, gathering again in the desert night.

Zhou Yun was surrounded by a dozen wolves who recognized him, they hugged each other, rubbed and licked their mouths.The pack of wolves is updated iteratively, some wolves die, some wolves are born again, but there are always those who recognize him and come to greet him.

Wolves will never abandon their companions.

Zhou Yun's lips moved, he hadn't yelled at the moon for so long, he almost forgot this feeling.His two hands were all inserted into the sand surface, tightly grasping two handfuls of cold sand, rubbing it on his chest and arms, covering himself all over, then grabbed the sand, and swallowed a few mouthfuls.

Sand, sand.

Leave your own scent, the smell of wolves.

Finally, he began to howl at the moon, his voice was high and low, and he looked at the long-lost starry sky.

The whole group of desert wolves was not far from the human camp, calling each other with calls to welcome the return of their companions.