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[Chapter 97] Veterans claim their lives (4)

"Battal Commander, you didn't lie to your brother, did you?" The battalion commander's words made me feel as if I had fallen into an ice hole. My whole body was chilled and my scalp was numb.

"Damn! I lied to you? I really wish all this was not true, but I lied to you!" the battalion commander said angrily, "What do you think? We haven't seen the head asking for your life anyway.

, do you think it’s true or false?”

The battalion commander's words made me immediately speechless! Yes, they didn't see it with their own eyes, but listened to what I said! And of course I knew everything I saw clearly

﹑Convinced without a doubt!

"So, as you said, battalion commander, what about the second soldier who had the same experience as me? Did he also die tragically in the end?" This is of course what I am most concerned about. If both of them died tragically in the end, I am sure

It’s also a disaster!

"How many times do I want to make the same mistake? The second one is that I was saved by the captain, this ancestral treasure! Otherwise, I would have shamelessly borrowed it from the captain?"

"Oh, thank you, battalion commander! Let me see this treasure that can save lives."

"Here, be careful, don't let the leader break it!"

I took the so-called ancestral treasure from the battalion commander, held it carefully in my hand, and looked at it carefully. I saw that the scabbard was indeed ordinary, worn out, and fluffy.

It's dirty, old and in the way. Needless to say, it's at least hundreds of years old.

Although the scabbard is old, the hilt is very unusual. The black hilt is about four inches long and made of an unknown material. The gold wire on it is inlaid with strange symbols, densely packed; there is a diamond embedded in the back.

Red beads are warm and smooth, red but not bright, bright but not demonic, very strange!

I couldn't help but want to see what this dagger was like and whether it was worth keeping as a family heirloom. I only heard a "clang" sound, and the lingering sound was sharp and crisp, very pleasant to the ear!

With a flick of the brush, I pulled the dagger out of its scabbard. Only then did I realize that this family heirloom of the regiment leader was indeed incredible and amazing! The thin sword blade was not ice and snow.

It's bright, but blue, like crystal, crystal clear, shining with an indescribable light under the rays of the morning sun.

"Be careful, don't touch the blade with your hands! You may lose your fingers!" said the battalion commander. "Don't touch this. It's really a sword that can kill people without blood! For hundreds of years, I don't know if it has ever been used."

How much blood have you drunk!"

I quickly retracted my left hand, which was about to test the blade, "Hey, is it really that powerful?"

Seeing my doubtful look, the battalion commander didn't say anything. Instead, he raised his right hand, pinched a few hairs by his ear, and pulled them off. Then he stretched out his hand and said to me, "Bring me the dagger, let me try it out for you."

!”

I saw the battalion commander holding the dagger in his left hand, holding a strand of his hair in his right hand, pointing it at the blade, blowing the strand of hair down with a breath!

I was stunned and could only admire! The moment the strand of hair came into contact with the sword blade, it was easily broken at the waist and turned into two pieces!

"Can you pass it off? There really is such a sword in reality!"

"Hahaha! Do you think that even the leader's ancestor would treat a kitchen knife as a family heirloom and pass it down from generation to generation? This short sword has a history of hundreds of years!"

Then, the battalion commander whispered to me how to use this dagger.

The first thing I did when I returned to the dormitory was to press the captain's heirloom dagger on the lower edge of the pillow, because I couldn't let anyone know about it, and I couldn't press it down when I slept at night.

Nothing happened during the day. At night, after turning off the lights, I lay on the bed, opened my eyes wide, and observed what was going on around me. My heart was filled with fear and longing. I was afraid of the ferocious-looking head that was asking for my life, but I was also looking forward to it.

Come quickly and let this dagger get rid of it as quickly as possible!

Of course, there is also a vague worry in my heart: although this dagger is extremely sharp, it is still unknown whether it can deal with that head!

If not, I wonder if I can see the sun tomorrow this time! And the battalion commander said that the first soldier who encountered the same thing as me died tragically because of something like this!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shrink back. To tell the truth, if I'm not afraid, it's a lie! Human beings' fear of death, in addition to being nostalgic for their wealth, wives, concubines, etc., is the most important thing.

It is the fear of the painful torture of death and the fear of what will happen after death!

Therefore, the ancients once believed that a person's good death is the best destination and the greatest luck! But the tragic death of a comrade who suffered the same fate as me naturally left a great shadow of fear in my heart!

The moon is rising higher and higher, and the room is like daytime. There is no smoke from the battlefield, no deafening sound of guns and shouts of death! In this beautiful night where the moon is like water and it is rare to be calm, I should be happy to fall asleep and sleep with sweet dreams.

, but I feel like sleeping on pins and needles, panicking inside! Alas, no matter how wonderful the outside world is, if there are no worries in my heart, it is a good time in life.

Just when I was thinking wildly and comforting myself, I heard a rustling wind outside, the bright moon slowly disappeared into the clouds, and the surrounding area darkened.

My body suddenly went cold, and an ominous feeling rose up from my heart! I instinctively pulled the corner of the quilt, and just when I was about to hide, that unforgettable and desperate voice came quietly again: "Hey! Give it back to me.

Come on!"

What is fear? What is panic? What is despair? I realized all of this in an instant!

No time to react! No time to shout! Just when the life-threatening scream sounded, a blue light shot out from below like lightning from the pillow. At the same time, I heard the sound of a "zheng" and the sound of a dagger being unsheathed, and "

A scream of "Ah" sounded almost at the same time

After a while, I stopped shaking like chaff all over my body, and looked around in shock. The moonlight was still like water outside the window, and the insects were singing in a low voice. It was a peaceful and peaceful night, and the head screamed for my life.

,never seen again

I quickly reached out and touched the dagger. The rough scabbard and delicate hilt gave me a solid and reliable sense of security! I didn't sleep all night last night, and I was panicking and thinking all day long.

The harm was gone. By now I was drowsy and tired, so I slowly closed my eyes.

"Beep beep beep" a wake-up call woke me up from my dream! Ah! I actually slept soundly for a long time? After getting up, I happened to meet the battalion commander.

"Brother Xiao Li, how was your night's rest? That thing didn't come after you again, right?"
Chapter completed!
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