seance

There has been no war in the human world for more than 100 years, and the army is mostly deployed for national defense or to suppress terrorist organizations.Although there are routine exercises every year, Wen Shao is still a little uneasy seeing the young faces fighting for the glory of the country.

Sure enough, the signal disappeared shortly after entering the territory of the ghost world. It is of course possible to ask the logistics force to build a signal transmission tower, but the deeper you enter the hinterland, the more dangerous it is to build a tower.Wen Shao stared at the unconscious terminal, sighed, and turned it off.

"The advance troops have been dispatched, but there is no response yet," Ji Yan followed him through the camp, "After all, there are many mountains and forests here, and we are not familiar with the terrain."

Wen Shao pointed to the front: "Is that the previous battlefield?"

"I just played it a few days ago." Ji Yan moved her nose slightly, "Oh my god, it smells like this, it's still winter."

"Which army is stationed in this area?" Wen Shao asked his adjutant, "Have they ever fought?"

"There is no battle for them." Ji Yan tried to reduce the amount of air inhaled, "They are all the post-telomere generation, that is, the nutritional balance is more advantageous."

"Let them assemble," Wen Shao turned around and walked back, "There is a mission."

The soldiers who were fighting for the first time were obviously excited and uneasy because they were confused about the future. Wen Shao paced in front of the first row for a while, and stopped in front of a soldier with a fair face who seemed to be in his early twenties: "What's your name?"

The soldier was obviously very excited, and he used all his lung capacity to answer loudly: "Report to the general, Wang Mingyuan!"

Wen Shao asked lightly: "Have you seen the corpse?"

Wang Mingyuan was stunned for a while, and when he spoke again, his momentum was obviously much lower: "Report to the general, no."

"Then I'll give you a chance today," Wen Shao pointed at the back with the ion gun, "there is a battlefield ahead, and the corpses are still hanging there. The team of four should bury the corpses."

"General... General," Wang Mingyuan blinked, "but we are the army, not..."

"Who is your instructor?" Wen Shao narrowed his eyes, "Didn't he teach you to obey orders?"

Wang Mingyuan immediately roared angrily: "Understood, General!"

With a little hesitant look in his eyes, he turned back and trotted into the troops to convey instructions all the way.

"I don't know what's the point of this," Wang Mingyuan and three others walked into the land that was blown uneven by spells and magic circles, and complained while avoiding the thorny grass, "This is a fight between ghosts and demons." Where the battle was fought, the corpses of ghosts and demons were also buried, so why bury them, can't they just put them there?"

Sun Li, who was the tallest among the four, suddenly stretched out his arms to stop him, and Wang Mingyuan muttered impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"You stepped on something."

Wang Mingyuan retracted his feet and saw a reddish-brown hand sticking out of the ground, half-buried and half-exposed. He was startled, but said calmly, "We have work to do."

While the other two were digging the hole, Wang Mingyuan and Sun Li swept away the dirt from the corpse and lifted him up.It seems that because of a relatively large explosion, the splashed soil buried him, so he was not seen for a while.As soon as the corpse was suspended in the air, Wang Mingyuan found a hole in his stomach, and his intestines flowed out and hung on both sides in a mess, and the stench hit his face.He let out a groan, and slammed the corpse's head on the ground.

"What are you doing, kid?" Sun Li heard that he was also holding his breath, "Hurry up and raise your head, throw it away and it's over."

When the corpse was carried to the edge of the pit, a maggot poked its probe from its open mouth. Wang Mingyuan quickly let go of his hand. Sun Li glanced at him and pointed forward: "There are a bunch in front."

Later, several people discovered that burying the corpse was a tiring job.By the time all the dead in sight were thrown into the pit, the setting sun was barely hanging on the horizon.

Wang Mingyuan sat on the ground exhausted. He didn't eat lunch or dinner, but he didn't feel hungry at all, only nausea.They buried a lot of people they wanted to save and people they wanted to kill. The different costumes of the demon world and the ghost world are easy to identify, but the hideous expression after swallowing breath or the dead body with its head cut off are all the same. Nausea.

"Look," Sun Li pointed to the distance, "There are still flowers."

"How can there be flowers in this season..." Wang Mingyuan looked in that direction and found that there was indeed a clump of unknown wild flowers, which stood like a statue in the cold season. The pale yellow flowers were holy and beautiful, and it was surrounded by a bloodstained field the wilderness.

"They didn't destroy this cluster of flowers." Sun Li muttered, and suddenly stood up. Wang Mingyuan watched him staggering over in a daze, and took off a flower and put it in his pocket.

"Why are you crazy?" Wang Mingyuan grabbed the water bottle and took a sip, "Weird."

There should be a wooden house next to the flowers, but after the war, it turned into a pile of charred ruins.Wang Mingyuan wanted to see what was left, but he thought that the people who came to the Demon Race would burn all the supplies that could not be taken away.

A few soldiers in the same costumes suddenly ran towards this side, looking a little panicked, Wang Mingyuan shouted loudly: "What's the matter?" Several people passed by them without stopping, and the voice came from behind: "They met!"

"What happened?"

"The advance troops have encountered the enemy!" The voices of those people could not be heard very clearly, "We saw two aircraft coming back from there, and there were obviously five of them when we went!"

Wang Mingyuan raised his head quickly, and happened to be hit by the wind and waves when the aircraft landed.They stopped in an open place, the hatch opened, and automatic stretchers slid down one by one, and someone ran and shouted: "Where is the military doctor of the Protoss? There are wounded here! Our own medical cabin can't heal the wounds of spells." !"

A scorched hand slipped out from the stretcher, as if it had scratched Wang Mingyuan's heart. He trembled, watching the stretcher go away from him, and heard Sun Li muttering to the side: "The war is really going to start."

Wang Mingyuan looked blankly at his hand, then at the mound he buried, and then at the general's adjutant who rushed out from inside to inquire about the situation.

Before the darkness fell, the captain rushed to urge them to gather and set off: "The battle line is about [-] kilometers away. We are going to a stronghold in the north. It is said that it is the closest place to the demon army we found."

Because of the sheer numbers, the soldiers packed like sardine cans in the army trucks, but they all looked around silently, not knowing what was about to happen to them.

"Tell me," Wang Mingyuan tugged at the corner of Sun Li's clothes, "will we go back safely?"

Sun Li glanced at him: "If you have time to think about these messy things, it's better to sleep more, maybe you won't have much time to sleep in the future."

"I have to go back," Sun Li clutched the top pocket of his clothes, "I planned to go back and get married in my next vacation."

His teammates didn't bother to pay attention to him, and fell asleep in such an upright position while squatting.