Chapter 1996 Going to the sky and entering the earthly yellow spring

"Do you know who this is? My daughter! Is this year six years old, beautiful?" Wang Yong sat on the ground leaning against the wall. The gun in his arms was still hot, but he ignored him. The wound on his body was bleeding. He seemed to have no feeling. He was just staring at the photo of his palm. In the photo, the beautiful little girl opened her big eyes, which looked very watery and very beautiful. Her innocent and cute eyes seemed to be curious about everything in front of her, and she was filled with eyes that she wanted to understand but was afraid.

Just looking at her eyes, you will involuntarily be filled with pity and love, as if she is the most beautiful thing in the world. Yes, he is the most beautiful thing in Wang Yong's world.

Wang Yong is 33 years old this year. He used to be a soldier, but now he is a Tianlong mercenary.

Next to Wang Yong, also leaning against the wall, was a Tianlong mercenary in his twenties, whose name was Zhou Wu.

Zhou Wu and Wang Yong have a good relationship because when he first joined the Tianlong mercenary, the person he brought was Wang Yong. The two of them were both teachers and friends, and they were in the same team every time they went on a mission.

Zhou Wu had known about Wang Yong having a daughter for a long time, and had seen the photos of the little girl more than once. What made him even more crazy was that whenever he was bullied by Wang Yong, he would use the little girl to anger Wang Yong. In his words, this is his future wife, so Wang Yong quickly earns more money to prepare for the dowry.

Just like now, Zhou Wu glanced at the photo and grinned, "My wife is, of course she is beautiful. Are you talking nonsense?"

Wang Yong raised his hand and slapped Zhou Wu on the head, and said depressedly: "Your uncle, take advantage of my daughter again, I will beat you to death."

Zhou Wu had long been accustomed to Wang Yong's "abuse" of him, so he said without compromise: "She is my wife, why don't you let me say it?"

Wang Yong gritted his teeth and said, "Your sister. If you call me dad, I will recognize you, your son-in-law."

Zhou Wu smiled and shouted without hesitation: "Dad!"

Wang Yong was stunned, and the few Tianlong mercenaries around him who heard the two of them were also stunned. Then everyone burst into laughter, and then the laughter started to be drowned in the deafening gunshots and cannons...

Gradually, the laughter became lower and lower, and many Tianlong mercenaries began to remain silent. In the residential building that had already become dilapidated under the fire of artillery, the atmosphere became depressed and heavy again in less than a second.

Listening to the sound of gunfire and cannons, no one spoke, everyone seemed to be thinking about things in their hearts. Maybe they were thinking about their family in their hometown, maybe they were thinking about the love in their hearts, or maybe they were thinking about the increasing number of enemies under such a situation, can they still rush out alive?

Looking around, there were countless places where the two hundred Tianlong mercenaries were washed away by the war. There were only twenty people left here, including disabled, bleeding, and inactive.

More importantly, most of their ammunition is on the previous armored vehicles. Now the spare magazines they carry are almost exhausted, and the enemy has not stopped attacking. Can they still defend it?

No one is not afraid of death. Even though they are experienced and have become commonplace, they regard dancing on the tip of the knife of death as a common occurrence!

Previously, they were forced to escape from the armored vehicles to the residential building. After checking the traps left by the enemy in the residential building, they relied on the residential building to establish a defense line. However, they had no support and no ammunition. As more and more Tianlong mercenaries were injured, they were almost unable to resist.

Everyone knows that the god of death is approaching them mercilessly. The waving scythe of death has reached their heads and will cut their throats in the next second, pierce their bodies, and take away their heads...

Depressed, silent, solemn.

"You have a wife and children, why did you join the mercenary?" Zhou Wu suddenly spoke and asked a question that he had always wanted to ask.

Yes, most of the mercenaries are outlaws. Why do people with a happy family like Wang Yong do this life-deserving job?

After hearing Zhou Wu's question, Wang Yong was silent for a long time, then slowly said in a deep voice: "I returned home after I was discharged from the army. On the first night, I was awakened by my daughter's crying, and kicked her off the bed. Then I took out a dagger from under the pillow and made a hole in my wife's arm..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around was shocked and stared at Wang Yong in disbelief, as if they were watching a monster.

Wang Yong continued, as if he didn't notice it, "That knife was actually aimed at my wife's neck. She sat up because she heard her daughter's crying, so the knife that should have wiped her neck and slashed it on her arm. It was winter at that time, and my daughter was wrapped thickly, and it was fine after falling to the ground... After that night, I didn't dare to sleep. I held on for five days, and then I left."

Wang Yong spoke very plainly, and he could no longer hear any emotional fluctuations such as annoyance or pain in his tone, but everyone present who heard him speak felt his guilt, his self-blame, his pain, his fear from the bottom of his heart...

Zhou Wu was also silent for a long time. He had guessed in his heart that Wang Yong left his home to join the mercenary many times, because he wanted to make money? Because he liked the feeling of war? Even because his daughter was not his, he left the home in despair...

Zhou Wu thought of many reasons, but he didn't think of this.

He opened his mouth and said, "War Fear Syndrome?"

Wang Yong nodded, "That's what the psychologist said."

"Why?" Zhou Wu asked again.

War fear syndrome is not uncommon, but it was a disease that only people who have experienced fighting and battlefields may suffer from. However, in this era, there are few people who can truly participate in wars. How could Wang Yong suffer from such a strange disease?

Wang Yong took out a pack of soft cigarettes from his blood-stained pocket. After trying his best to ignite it, he took a sip and said lightly: "I once killed a comrade in the service, my partner."

The people around were silent again, and this reason was still something they had not expected.

"Why?" Zhou Wu couldn't help but be curious and asked again.

But this time Wang Yong did not answer again. He just smoked cigarettes one by one, and then he couldn't help but think of the mission that year, the scene that frequently appeared in his dreams...

It was an anti-terrorism operation, tracking the enemy in the jungle. His partner was injured and lying on the ground in an unmovable manner. Then his comrades beside him couldn't help but go to rescue his partner. Then the comrades who rushed out were also injured by the enemy. Any comrades who wanted to rush out to save people were injured.

The enemy obviously wanted to surround the wound and attack the reinforcements, which was a trap... His partner roared and refused to let anyone go to save him again, and then asked Wang Yong to give him some fun.

Wang Yong did as he did, and shot him, and his partner walked quickly and easily...

The enemy's plan failed, and the angry Wang Yong and his comrades finally destroyed the enemy's lair at all costs. The operation won a perfect victory, but Wang Yong was retired.

It was from that day that Wang Yong never got rid of that nightmare again! Then he retired from the army and returned home, but found that he could no longer integrate into the normal life, so he came and became a mercenary.

Life is always cruel, and heroic stories never seem to have a good ending, just like Wang Yong...

Having a wife, children, and a happy home... But he can only sleep peacefully in such a war-torn place.

He paid a lot at the beginning, but now he only got in such a dilapidated residential building, holding a hot but bulletless gun, waiting for the final death to come.

This is Wang Yong's story, and it is also a story of Tianlong mercenaries. In fact, many Tianlong mercenaries have stories of one kind or another. They used to come together for different reasons and finally had a common ending today.

The enemy is getting closer and closer, and the nearest one has rushed to the corner of the residential building. Here, the counterattacks of Tianlong mercenaries are becoming increasingly sparse and weak, because only the last dozen bullets have been hit!

With more than a dozen bullets, even if the hit rate is 100%, even if one shot is one, even two, how many people can be killed?

Under the dark night, the enemy's footsteps became heavier and clearer. The shadow of death seemed to have enveloped everything in the world. So all the Tianlong mercenaries were silent, and the fear of death completely spread at this moment.

"Brothers!"

I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was a long time or a short time, because at this time the enemy’s steps had not yet rushed to them.

A Tianlong mercenary spoke and said, "We have no support and no ammunition. The ending is already destined, but it is also a good choice for everyone to go on the road together. Even if we go to hell, we can still be majestic."

"Yes, let's go on the road together, I'm afraid his grandma is a bear."

"Haha, OK! I'm so lonely with you in this last section of the road!"

One Tianlong mercenary after another spoke, and then another Tianlong mercenary after another laughed loudly, the laughter broke through the darkness, rushed into the sky, and went up to the sky and into the underworld... The sky was also turned, the earth was turned, and the eighteen levels of hell were immortals!

The enemy finally rushed into the residential building and rushed to the front of many Tianlong mercenaries. Then, at this moment, a shocking explosion sounded through the sky. Then, the residential building that had been already broken and hard to support was finally overwhelmed by the terrifying impact force. It rumbled and fell down with the smoke and dust in the sky, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a ruin!

In the ruins, the Tianlong mercenaries were gone, and the enemies rushed in were gone... What's ridiculous is that they killed them to the death when they were alive, and they were buried together after they died, becoming the same group of dead ghosts.

I wonder if they will continue to fight or turn enemies into friends on the road to the underworld?

Of course, only ghosts know the answers to all this!

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