"Dr. Zhang, I'm sorry."

Beichen now looked like a slovenly beard. He held Xueming's arms and wanted to lead the doctor to the other side of the Big Baker Stadium.

"Winter vacation isn't coming soon. Before the exhibition, I have a few words to say to the students. Dr. Zhang, would you mind waiting for me for a while?"

Xueming nodded, holding the medical records, and sat on the lawn with the children.

The instructor of knight combat skills opened his Tang suit, rolled up his sleeves, and pushed the projector over.

It can be seen that Beichen's mental state is not very good. After he retired from the front line, mental illness has been tormenting him. This is a pathological characteristic of the brain. It is not a bad mood. This is something he can't control.

"Children! The teacher has to tell you something today!"

Beichen shouted loudly.

"We won't practice martial arts, run laps, or do physical training. We won't go to the supermarket. We won't endorse books or teach the six arts!"

"Just tell me my story, tell me how this disease in my head came about."

Most of the students sitting on the lawn hugged their knees and said nothing, looking at this sloppy middle-aged uncle and their class teacher.

Beichen opened the storage compartment under the projection screen, picked through it, and selected a dusty USB flash drive. The USB flash drive was attached to a file bag. It was the combat record of UB503 Highland - this was also the story between Beichen and Gunsmith.

Memories of fighting side by side.

He never had the courage to reopen the yellow document bag and didn't dare to take another look.

The doctor came today, and with such an insurance policy, he had to prove himself that he was a sharp-edged warrior and a brave red stone man. Even after his courage was destroyed, he still had the courage to challenge the disease.

"October 10, 2029, this is a happy day for District 37!"

"Just like the scorching sun piercing the sky, like a bolt from the blue."

"As a member of the combat company of the Kuaishou Special Service Regiment, I and one hundred and nineteen brothers came to the city of Yunmengze and came to the UB503 highland to support the Anonymous."

"The enemy has twelve war gangs, more than 31,600 combatants, countless logistics teams and arsenals. This highland that is easy to defend and difficult to attack is an iron fortress. Platform Zero stands at Jinkemu Station on the UB503 highland.

.District 37 originally belonged to the Greenstone people, and there were also my Chinese compatriots. The first people to come here to pioneer were a group of hard-working Chinese who loved farming."

"The last time Anonymous started a joint operation was in the spring. This protracted tug-of-war drove many remnants of the war gangs from District 36, District 31, and District 17 here. They tried to regroup their troops and absorb the fleeing

The enemy's forces gathered together again to fight the decisive battle against the Nameless One."

"Students who know the past should understand what a difficult battle this is."

"Our Anonymous cannot carry out airborne beheadings. The enemy's defense forces are well prepared. If we cannot capture the UB503 highland, an unimaginable spiritual disaster may break out in District 37, and the incarnate butterfly will descend on this land again.

, the earth is broken, the mountains and rivers are turbulent, and the tentacles of the original seed stretch out from the bottom of the endless abyss."

"The situation was urgent at that time. Kuai Dao contacted Zhongmiaomen and was about to send the special service combat company to the front line. At the passenger terminal in Yunmengze, there were remnants of the war gang of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult ambushing here. The company commander immediately commanded

Various squads started fighting, but the enemy was outnumbered. The battle group suffered huge sacrifices in exchange for more than 1,200 casualties, and finally succeeded in breaking through. When we arrived at the UB503 highland, only 16 of the 120-man battle company remained.

People, and they are out of ammunition and food."

The battle record was shown on the projector as a blood-red dome, and the thick red mist and smoke of artillery fire rushed up to the sky along with the surging heat.

"When I met the gunsmith, he was missing an arm, a leg, and he was blind in an eye."

"I didn't bring the company commander, nor did I bring the panacea. I only brought fifteen brothers. The gunsmith's injury requires emergency treatment. The defensive mission of Jin Kemu Station is crucial. This is where the three roads meet.

If we can hold on until our comrades from the Griffin Chapter come to support us, we can definitely turn the situation around."

"But Mad Butterfly didn't give us a chance to breathe. On the northwest slope of UB503 Highland, between Post 101 and Post 103, a front spanning 1,800 meters, there was no one left."

"We feel desperate because there are at least 4,000 enemies entrenched at Platform Zero, and there are still more than 14,000 scattered war gangs waiting for orders from the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult in the capital of Yunmengze. They are distributed around the highlands.

In the farm fields and in the mountain forest tunnels, the soldiers checking for the Abyss Railway, more than 400 soldiers from the White Peacock Chapter have all been killed."

"This makes me very angry. I think there must be a mole in the war group. It must be the officers and generals of the White Peacock Chapter who have ulterior motives and betrayed these soldiers. But the gunsmith didn't say anything more -"

"——After he explained the enemy's situation to me, he began to assign tasks and formulated a detailed battle plan."

"His arms and legs cannot be treated, and he cannot aim with just one eye. It is simply impossible to defeat enemies attacking from both sides."

"but we..."

From the projector came the continuous sound of artillery fire, screams and the whistle of artillery shells flying at low altitude.

"We won, and we will win in the end. I came back from UB503 alive."

"The plan is this. Starting at two o'clock in the morning on October 10th, the special forces of the Griffin Chapter will send out observation balloons as bait bombs, and drone bombs to harass the enemies at the foot of the mountain and the mountainside, and maintain contact with our radio station.

"

"This time the Gunsmith and the soldiers of the White Peacock Regiment went deep behind enemy lines as vanguards. The other Nameless Does did not dare to rush to the rescue when they learned that the vanguard was completely wiped out. Quick Knife is the death squad of the Nameless Does. Our mission is to come to the Nameless Does.

, to ensure that they can continue to complete their combat missions."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "At 3:15, the enemy launched the first round of mountain rushing. I, other brothers, and the eight machine gun towers occupying the 103 post, used defensive fortifications to try our best.

To delay time. However, the enemy had a bomb-dropping drone, and at the moment when the quick knife suffered casualties, the gunsmith went back and forth from the military station within an area of ​​800 meters, and cooperated with our company to use RDX explosives, grenades and other projectiles to repel this wave.

offensive."

"At around 3:30, the enemy continued to attack the mountain. There were about 140 people as the vanguard, and more than 300 people were watching from behind."

"Our company retreated from the defense circle, gave up Post 103, and set up bombs to injure and kill more than 80 enemies. When the defense circle narrowed to Post 101, only the last six people of our company were left."

"The three main facilities of Jinkemu Institute, including the water tower and barracks and the power station, have collapsed due to the enemy's indiscriminate bombing. In the end, only some buildings of the power station can be used as bunkers."

"At 3:45, news came from the gunsmith's radio that the main force of the Griffin Chapter had entered the city, but there was no extra armor to support the UB503 highland. There was a forty-meter-high place in Yunmengze's film factory.

The rock walls can be used to set up artillery positions."

"At the same time, at fifty minutes, as an observer, I noticed that a small group of enemy war gangs were driving towards the power station in the direction of platform zero, trying to surround us."

"The gunsmith made a prompt decision and asked the artillery position to fire at the power station - after explaining the type of ammunition used, the coordinates of the location, the windage data used, and the shooting range, we began to gamble our lives with the enemy."

"At four o'clock sharp, more than 400 enemies surrounded the power station. This time the bet on life was won."

"At 4:10 sharp, I, the gunsmith, and the last five comrades dug fortifications. It took 26 minutes to build two bunkers from the No. 1 workshop of the power station to the drained waste pool.

Then the gunsmith called for a second round of shelling."

"At 4:15, the remaining enemy forces in the power station were cleared. We also won the second bet."

"As 4:48 approached, the enemy seemed to be recalibrating their morale and closing up before and after - they wanted to capture the power station at any cost. The gunsmith called for artillery fire again."

"By six o'clock in the morning, we had bet our lives six times, and we had to win every time. We won every time."

"At 6:01, we learned that the artillery position had taken down the resistance in the city hall at the same time. The leading troops arrived at the UB503 heights. I, five other survivors, and the gunsmith survived."

Speaking of which, the three-hour defense battle on the screen has just begun.

Beichen sat with the students and watched this arduous and cruel "movie". These things seemed very far away from these children.

"When I returned to the hospital in the city, the gunsmith came to visit me immediately. I don't remember how many shrapnel I had on my body, and I couldn't hear what he was saying."

"I was even a little confused. It seemed like Kuai Dao's battle company was wiped out in one night."

"Why am I here to fight this fight? I don't know, I haven't even had time to think about it."

"The hospital was overcrowded with wounded patients. The corridors and floors were full of people, including ordinary people and surrendered war gang members."

"There are many, many children, many, many children..."

"The beasts of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult use children and women as human shields when faced with war groups. Before the disaster strikes, they even drag one or two innocent citizens on their backs."

"I saw in the next bed in the same ward, children about the same age as you, four or five crowded on the same bed. They were all covered in blood."

"The panacea and Mrs. Bai's products are not enough. They are not enough at all. Even ordinary medicines are not enough."

"Before the arrival of the White Peacock Battle Group, the city seemed to have suffered a warning bombardment from the UB503 Highlands, to make people fearful, to make ordinary people understand who has the final say in this place, and to ask innocent people to drive the battle group away - looking out from the ward

, the foot bath city across the street has completely collapsed, and there is a landmark building in the city called Lu Xun Square, where there are homeless people."

"Every time I think about all this, I take another look at this hell on earth..."

Beichen's hands were trembling. In an area like Balazon, where the concentration of spiritual disasters was extremely low, he also began to develop allergic symptoms of Vita's brand. This was a complication of shell shock. His madness index was rising rapidly.

About to be dominated by fear.

Click——

Jiang Xueming turned off the projector.

"Why is it turned off!? Why?!" Beichen's emotions suddenly became excited, and his eyes turned red: "Why? Doctor! What are you doing!"

Jiang Xueming: "Repeated exposure to these painful memories cannot desensitize you. This is not a scientific treatment method. This method is ineffective - Brother Beichen."

"I just want these children to remember! I'm afraid they'll forget!" Beichen couldn't control his emotions anymore, and he started to become hysterical: "I'm afraid they'll forget... I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

Jiang Xueming: "I can continue to play this combat record, but you can't watch it."

"I just want to defeat it! I..." Drool dripped from the corner of Beichen's mouth, and his face twitched uncontrollably: "I... I don't want to lose to myself... I... the gunsmith is dead now

Now, what do you want me to do... It's impossible for me not to touch the gun, it's impossible for me..."

"A person who doesn't even dare to touch a bullet...how can I..."

Jiang Xueming found a wooden toy gun from the projector cabinet and threw it into Beichen's arms.

That thing was like a poisonous snake in Beichen's eyes. He was so frightened that he crawled back a few meters, as if there was a piece of hot coal in his arms. He stayed away from the students and finally shed tears of disappointment.
To be continued...