Aurora Soldiers

Chapter 74 Brood
  The two bodies lay quietly in front of everyone.

One body was stabbed in the abdomen, and the other was stabbed in the chest. Their faces were pale, and they both looked young, about twenty years old. They were all supposed to have a beautiful youth and future, but their lives stopped at this moment forever.

The two men belonged to two different combat teams. They both made mistakes during the suddenly intensified attack when the monster went crazy, and were killed by the monster.

As long as there is fighting, someone will always die.

Looking at the teachers and students who were kneeling and sobbing beside the corpse, everyone's joy of victory was diluted. There were only so many people in the combat team. These people were all partners with each other. They had been playing and joking not long ago, but now they are familiar with each other. His face has turned into a cold and pale corpse.

They had experienced escape and the death of their companions, but their feelings then were completely different from now.

At that time, they were fleeing under the pursuit of monsters, and no one had any choice. But now, their companions died on the way to attack.

No one knows how many more such battles will happen in the future, and no one knows who will die next time. It may be themselves, or other close partners around them.

Only by truly experiencing it can we understand the disgust and fear of war.

"What are their names?"

Zhang Chengguang walked over, squatted down and asked softly.

"His name is Mao Shucai. As the captain, I failed to protect my team members."

A tall boy was sitting on his knees, looking at the body with a hole in the chest, his eyes filled with self-blame.

"His name was Zhuang Xiaochu. He shouldn't have died. He pushed me away and died under a monster's knife. I was so useless."

A tall and thin boy choked up and said.

Zhang Chengguang patted the two of them on the shoulders, then took out the knife in his hand and cut off a strand of hair from the two corpses.

Gu Ningqing came over at this time, holding a wooden box found in the village, took Zhang Chengguang's cut hair, tied the two strands of hair with a piece of paper, wrote the two people's names respectively, and then fixed it with tape , put them into wooden boxes.

"Mao Shucai, Zhuang Xiaochu, they are all great, they are heroes fighting for everyone's survival!"

"We have never longed for war, but now we have to fight. Everyone has the possibility of dying, but only by constantly fighting and living toward death can we have hope of living!"

"Bury their bodies, we will move on, we will remember their names, we cannot take away their bodies, but we will take away their hope and will, and continue to fight until we take back the world and take back what belongs Our peace, when that time comes, we will bury their hair in the cemetery together with countless sacrificed heroes, and erect majestic monuments so that they can be immortalized together with human civilization!"

Zhang Chengguang stood up again, looked around at the people around him, and said loudly with firm eyes.

Meeting Zhang Chengguang's gaze, the sadness in the eyes of all the teachers and students slowly disappeared, and was once again covered with determination.

The students who were kneeling on the ground and crying wiped away their tears, stood up again, found straw mats, wrapped the bodies of their comrades, and prepared to bury them nearby.

Those of them who are alive will continue to go on the road, heading towards an unknown journey of life and death.

Through each experience, they have increasingly understood that fighting will be the mission of their generation.

As for death, it seems that it is no longer so scary.

At least if you die like this, you have the possibility of being remembered.

Human life is short, but as long as it is remembered, it is not complete death.

Gu Ningqing, who was standing aside, looked at Zhang Chengguang quietly, with a strange color in her eyes.

This guy seems to be born with a special infectious energy.

Of course, just aura is not enough. The most convincing thing is that no matter what danger or difficulty he encounters, he will rush to the front of everyone and face the most dangerous situation.

Only by rushing to the front will everyone be willing to follow behind him.

Seeing everyone suppressing their grief and regaining their energy, Zhang Chengguang took a deep breath and handed it over to Ding Yingbin to direct everyone in the aftermath and defense work, as well as individual ideological counseling. After resting for two or three hours, everyone recovered slightly. , then set his sights on the two-story country villa covered with black and purple veins.

Now it's time to count the loot.

And just when everyone was cleaning up the mess and setting up camp.

A few hundred meters away from the village, in the cultivated land full of orange trees, there were two figures holding steel forks and hoes, farm tools in their hands, walking quickly through the orange grove.

The two ran very fast and came to an overgrown wasteland outside the orange grove. They pushed aside the weeds and revealed an old dry well.

The two climbed down the soft rope ladder into the well. In the dark dry well, a pair of eyes stared nervously at the well mouth. They did not relax until their identities were confirmed.

The area under the dry well is not small, and there are a dozen people hiding in it. They are all villagers of Yutian Village. This dry well was originally an irrigation well that the villagers relied on for survival in the old days. Later, when water and electricity were connected to every village, and reservoirs were built upstream, this old well gradually dried up and was completely abandoned. It was usually covered with stone slabs. Cover.

No one expected that this well that once nourished Yutian Village would now shelter a group of descendants of Yutian Village.

"Agui, what's going on above?"

The villagers immediately gathered around and asked about the strong young man holding a steel fork in his hand. Everyone looked extremely nervous.

They were in the well and could not hear the shouts of killing outside, but they could feel a trace of the vibration of the ground when the monsters charged in groups. This made them so worried that they were already frightened, so that the movement completely subsided for two or three times. After an hour, when they were sure that there would be no more danger, they dared to send someone out to investigate the situation.

"The monsters in the village have been wiped out! A group of people appeared out of nowhere and have now occupied the monster camp!"

The young man named Agui whispered.

"What?! Dozens of monsters, all killed?!"

The leader, a middle-aged man, came up and grabbed Agui's arm and exclaimed in shock. The other surviving villagers also murmured.

"Yes, Uncle Ping, I climbed up the tree and saw that the group was already cleaning the camp and searching the houses. What should we do now?!"

Agui asked in a low voice.

"Agui, come with me and have some contact with those people."

Uncle Ping was silent for a while. Although he didn't know whether those people were good or bad, they had no better way now.

They had been trapped in the well for four days and did not dare to wander around for fear of encountering monsters. If it were not the season for ripe oranges and there was an orange grove next to the well, they would have been so hungry that they would be chewing on tree bark. .

It would be difficult for people like them to survive in this place where monsters are rampant.

I hope his decision is right and that these people are worthy of reliance.
  the other side.

Not knowing that there were survivors hiding near the village, Zhang Chengguang and his party, who had been able to activate the blood-spot possession state again after taking a short rest, had arrived at the monster's nest.

The windows on all four sides of the two-story villa were covered with black and purple blood vessels, making the room completely dark and unable to see anything clearly.

"I don't know if the monster's nest is aggressive or not. A few professors are still waiting outside. Let's go in first to explore the way."

Zhang Chengguang said to the three old professors.

"Okay, be careful."

The others nodded.

Zhang Chengguang, Xie Qian, and Li Hu, plus Qin Jinghong and Wang Junyu who were holding riot shields, formed an array and walked toward the dark door of the Brood with torches.

As soon as they approached the door, they smelled a disgusting fishy smell. Everyone suppressed their nausea and walked into the door.

Crunch! !
  The floor of the room was covered with fine black and purple blood vessels, and the feeling of stepping on them was very uncomfortable.

The firelight shone, and everyone finally saw clearly what was going on in the house.

The four walls of the living room on the first floor were covered with black and purple blood vessels. In front of everyone, there was a huge beating sarcoma that occupied almost one-third of the entire living room.

In the middle of this sarcoma, there is a huge mouthpart, and you can vaguely see the overlapping teeth in the mouthpart, just like the mouthparts of a demon worm.

All the black and purple blood vessels spread from this sarcoma, and many slightly thicker blood vessels could be seen, spreading along the dark stairs toward the second floor.

Everyone walked into the room. Although the huge sarcoma was still beating, there was no other reaction.

And just when everyone walked a third of the way into the room, ready to check the sarcoma at close range.

A sudden change occurred.

Phew! !

The huge mouth full of fangs suddenly opened and made a terrifying sound.

Swish, brush, brush! !

Then, black and purple capillary-like threads suddenly exploded from the sarcoma where the giant mouth was, and suddenly wrapped around everyone.

(End of this chapter)