After many years, Xiangshan's skin felt the same hot air again - maybe it was a little hotter here.
Just like the previous time, a group of peacekeepers wearing blue berets appeared in front of him.
But this is not the Indonesia of Asia, but the Selukaimidom of Africa...
The 1940s had just begun, and the most glorious future of mankind had just begun. For Xiang Shan, this should have been a good time like drinking fine wine.
But reality showed a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood on his face.
It was a real mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. On the yellow land, there were traces of black and brown. Large groups of flies made a noise like an engine. There were many black things piled on top of each other indiscriminately, like a child's sandcastle.
.The strong odor seemed to seep into Xiangshan's highest-grade mask.
He almost vomited it out.
It's hard to imagine this is the 21st century.
This is actually the 21st century.
After the world war, actually...
It was as if someone put their palm on his back and gave him a gentle push.
Only then did Xiang Shan turn his attention away in a daze.
Zhu Xinyu was standing behind him. The woman was wearing a thin white long-sleeved shirt and sun protection gauze on her head.
Xiang Shan forced a smile: "Fortunately, Yingjia didn't come over. She obviously doesn't want this..."
He did not continue speaking, but walked towards the location of the United Nations peacekeeping forces.
Further away, several local residents looked towards him in confusion, but were stared back by security personnel with loaded guns.
There are some things that peacekeeping forces cannot do, but private security personnel can.
It's really strange.
Xiangshan thought so and saw the place decorated in black and white. It seemed that someone tried their best to decorate the mourning hall according to Japanese customs, but due to difficulty in understanding, it was somewhat nondescript.
There was a furious roar in the air: "You Japanese! You are a psychopath! You are sick! This twisted culture! Fuck!"
A man in a heavy coat fled away, stumbling. He even wore a hood.
Yawgmoth is the only one who can wear down jackets in Africa now.
Xiangshan wanted to call Yawgmoth, but Yawgmoth ignored him.
He turned back towards the mountain and continued walking. Every step was as slow as torture.
——How terrible...
He wanted to laugh for no reason.
In a corner of the mourning hall, a skinny local child was lying on the ground, sobbing. There was a small cut on his forehead, which seemed to be a new injury. The blood was still trickling down, and there was a small pool on his forehead.
Next to her, a little girl wearing pure black clothes fainted. The hole in the boy's head seemed to have been punched out by her. A woman hugged the girl tightly.
——Xiao Yanye... Tsk, tsk, it's not good to anger the locals...
——Go to...
There seemed to be some noise mixed into my thoughts.
That woman is the wife of Kanbaru-san. She has met Xiangshan several times.
On the other side of the mourning hall was a small group consisting mainly of Asians, plus a few guys who looked like peacekeepers.
The leading officer looked haggard, but he still stretched out his hand: "Dear Mr. Xiangshan, hello."
Xiang Shan nodded and instinctively dealt with the two bodies, but his eyes fell on the body. Under the transparent paying homage coffin, a body was covered with white fabric. The body was larger than the average person, and there was no mistaking it. It was exposed.
There were several new wounds on half of his palm.
Xiang Shan's eyes were focused on the upper part of the body.
"Where is the head..." he asked hesitantly. All other negotiation skills were forgotten at this moment.
Another European with bloodshot eyes stood up: "Let me explain this..."
Xiang Shan stared at him: "This is... why..."
"This is the request of the deceased himself..." The man seemed to be too weak to stand up and sat back down again: "When we arrived, Mr. Kanhara had just died... He was holding a bunch of cards in his hand...
...It seemed to have been hanging on his belt... He squeezed the card with his last strength... It read..."
The man suddenly choked up. His shoulders twitched and he couldn't speak any more.
"'If I die, please dispose of my body properly within the thirty-minute window period.'" The man who looked like an army officer said in as calm a manner as possible: "There is a marker on the back that says 'If
If there are no conditions, you can just save the head'..."
The sobbing man said: "The refrigeration function of the viewing coffin cannot reach the level of preservation of remains for scientific research... I actually did it... Oh my God... How could I do such a thing..."
It seems that the execution of that outrageous will caused the peacekeeping force doctor to suffer huge mental trauma.
Xiang Shan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his mind went blank.
Far away from the mourning hall, David was bent over and seemed to be vomiting.
It is said that when the peacekeeping force heard that Kanbaru was in danger and a bloody incident was brewing, they sent some personnel to rescue him. In the last moments of his life, Kanbaru probably heard the news of the peacekeeping force coming.
Before coming, he did sign an agreement with the Superman Agreement to donate his body for use in Ingrid and Yawgmoth's research project on "Exploring the Source of Human Language Ability."
Many years ago, they seemed to have talked about related topics together. Ingrid also made an inappropriate joke at that time.
Why did Kanbaru-san think of this in the last moments of his life?
When was the text written with a marker on the card written?
Why doesn't Kambara-san leave this hellish place?
Xiangshan didn't know how he walked out of the mourning hall.
Those peacekeeping force members seemed to have other things. They just knew Kanbaru, who was also a foreigner, and admired what Kanbaru did in the end, so they collected the man's body and contacted Superman Enterprise. This mourning hall is
It was arranged by Kambara-san's assistants and students. The managers of the peacekeeping force have a lot to do now. Their appearance here is partly due to...
Superman Enterprises provides technical support for some of their exoskeleton equipment and is likely to contract medical services for disabled members of the military.
Xiang Shan stood outside the mourning hall, looking at the traces of corpses and sea of blood, silent.
"Mr. Xiang..." Kanbaru-san's wife came up behind him. Xiangshan turned back, and the woman bowed deeply: "Please accept my husband's last thoughts. I... can understand your concerns. But,
This is what he was thinking about at the end of his life... This is also very cruel to you... But please... please don't waste his thoughts..."