alien army

Chapter 358
The setting sun is like blood, and the setting sun melts into gold.

The ground was blood red, like a battlefield soaked in blood.

"Hurry up, everyone! If we walk slowly like this, we won't be able to return to the West Fortress for two more days!"

A one-armed soldier about 30 years old stood on a boulder by the edge of the forest and greeted the big one in the forest.

He is a survivor of the blockade at the West Bridge, and is also the current highest military officer of this force, Deputy Commander of the Third Company of the First Battalion and Third Company of the Second Iron Division and One Regiment, Yisi.He is now leading a team of 42 people, and his mission is to bring these 42 people back to the West Fortress safely.

The soldiers supported each other and slowly walked out of the forest.Among the 42 people, the wounded accounted for almost half of them. The injuries on their bodies were all caused by Love's explosion during the battle.

The cruelty of war has surpassed people's understanding of war.

Officers and soldiers injured under the attack of blood skeletons are not eligible to be wounded.Because anyone poisoned by blood will soon turn into a monster. A death order from Charlotte, the division staff officer, was communicated to everyone in this army through officers at all levels before the battle began: poisoned officers and soldiers, or fight with the enemy Go on the road together, or let your comrades give you a magic gun bullet.

No one is willing to personally end the lives of comrades who get along day and night, and no one is willing to die at the gunpoint of comrades and make comrades bear a lifetime of guilt.Most of the wounded chose to die bravely in the battle, and some of those who survived by chance left the team quietly after bidding farewell to Yisi and others at the end of the battle.

In order to avoid the army of the Blood God Cult, Yi Si did not dare to return along the same route as he led his troops to retreat.They plunged into the mountains on the Pecos River, and it took them two full days to get out of the mountains.

These two days were as long as two years to this group of soldiers who survived the catastrophe.Walking in the deep mountains and dense forests is like wandering in a nightmare from which you cannot wake up.The battle on the West Bridge not only devoured the lives of many officers and soldiers, but also caused the living people to lose their way forward.

Relying on the ability to survive in the wild in the mountains, they found enough food and drinking water, and every soldier was in good health.

However, when they walked out of the mountain, they could no longer see the shadow of the high-spirited Black Eagle Legion soldiers in the past.

Sorrow is a kind of power. On the battlefield, soldiers can turn it into the motivation to fight the enemy bravely, but after the battle, it becomes the soil that breeds despair.This army was shrouded in a cloud, and there was an unhealed wound in everyone's heart, bleeding continuously.

A solitary bird flew by in the sky, making a desolate cry.

Could it be Xiangwan's bird that can't find its way home?

Yisi looked up at the sky and let out a heavy sigh.

He felt that the group of soldiers had lost their way.

The West Fortress is not far away, and he will definitely be able to bring them back alive.

But so what?
Their dreams have been completely shattered by this battle, and their hearts have been left on the banks of the West River forever!

They were not defeated by the enemy, but after the battle, they were defeated themselves!
Even in the days to come, they are still soldiers, but they can't find a way to live bravely and fight.

His didn't blame them.He knew that if the chief of staff hadn't put a heavy burden on his shoulders before his death, he would also collapse after going through this battle.

Soldiers live under a sky far away from the bustling world, and troops and comrades-in-arms build a world that belongs to men.And their world was taken away by a fierce battle.

A deep sense of powerlessness arose in Yi Si's heart.

"Let go of me, I'm not leaving!"

"Don't let it go!"

"If you want to go back, go back together!"

At the edge of the forest, there was a sound of quarreling, and a few soldiers walking at the end of the team had a dispute.

The people in front turned their heads and looked around.Ace hurried over.

"Fuck you!"

A pale-faced veteran pushed away a recruit who was supporting him.He lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

"I'm already like this, I don't want to go back and be ashamed of myself!" The veteran struggled to sit up from the ground, looked at his injured leg, and shouted at the recruit.

The leg was tightly wrapped in a bandage, which was soaked with blood.

"Squad deputy, hold on, I'll carry you back!"

The recruit ran to his side again, reaching out to help him up.

"I'm tired, this place has a nice view, I'm going to rest here! No one cares about me!" The veteran pushed him away, and simply lay down on the ground.

In the past two days, the condition of the wound has been deteriorating, coupled with the constant marching, it is a cruel torture for him, and he has fainted twice from the pain.When the troops finally walked out of the mountain, he suddenly relaxed and felt that he could no longer hold on.

"It's all dead, we've lost so badly! I'll go and be a companion for everyone!" The veteran knew that he had suffered severe blood loss, and it wouldn't last long, so he decided not to implicate the recruits who took care of him.He chose to wait for death quietly here.

"Sergeant Saul Arkwright, are you going to be a deserter?" Iss walked up to him and asked sharply.

"No, sir! My leg is broken, and the blood is almost gone! I just want to finally have a good rest!" Under Ice's gaze, the veteran sat up slowly and pointed to his leg.

Ice squatted down, examining his legs carefully.

"The wound seems to be festering."

"Yes, I have fainted several times. Commander, don't torture me, take everyone away!" the veteran begged.

"Sergeant, you can still connect a broken leg. But if you lose your mind, you're really doomed!" Ice said coldly.

"I..." The veteran seemed to want to say something, but in the end he lowered his head under the gaze of Iss.

"Squad deputy, the squad leader is gone, and all the brothers are gone. There are only two of us in our squad, do you have the heart to abandon me again?" The recruit dragged the veteran's arm and whimpered.

These days, whenever he thinks of the dead squad leader, he will secretly cry.He just became a soldier of the Second Black Hawk Iron Division this year. During the recruit training period, he was tortured to death by the squad leader, so much so that he kept secretly calling him a "pervert".But he didn't expect that it was this "pervert" who blocked him without hesitation when a blood skeleton rushed towards him.He survived, but the squad leader was torn to pieces by the Blood Skull.

Recruits are the future of an army.

When they were growing up, they would always be ruthlessly "abused" by veterans, but on the battlefield, those veterans who wanted to skin them took care of them with their lives.

"Sergeant, you are lucky, because you still have a soldier." Iss looked at the helpless recruit and said in a deep voice, "He still needs you!"

"Sir, don't force me!" The veteran sighed in a low voice. "When those monsters slaughtered my comrades in arms, I already died once. I don't want to live and then be killed by them again!"

"Sergeant, tell me your unit, job title?"

"Reporting sir, I am the deputy squad leader of the first regiment, the second battalion, the third company and the third squad!" The old soldier habitually puffed up his chest and replied loudly.

"louder please!"

"Report sir, I'm the deputy squad leader of the first regiment, the second battalion, the third company and the third squad!" The voice became louder.

"Sergeant Saul Arkwright, if someone told me that the soldiers of the Black Hawk Legion could not move forward because they were slightly wounded, I would think he was joking! If you want to be the second division of the Black Hawk Legion If you are the first deserter in history, I agree with you to stay!"

After speaking, Yisi looked at him quietly, waiting for him to make a choice.

"Get up, squad deputy! The regiment commander said that Black Eagle is a group that never abandons and never gives up!" The recruit was crying, hugging the veteran's shoulders, trying to drag him up.

The veteran looked at the recruit, and his eyes were moist.

The recruit's words made Yisi's body tremble involuntarily.

Then his eyes brightened.

He ignored the veteran, turned around and strode to the front of the team.

"Hold your heads up!" Looking at the soldiers whose heads were stretched like eggplants beaten by frost, he roared loudly, "Put your chest up like a man! We haven't lost the battle!"

The soldiers looked up at him blankly.

Grief has made them lose their ability to speak, and they have become accustomed to silence.

Pairs of eyes conveyed their inner confusion, as if they were asking Yisi, or asking themselves:
We didn't lose the battle?

Then why the chief of staff died, the head of the regiment died, and the familiar faces were never seen again?
There is a whole regiment plus a battalion. There were more than 1000 people when we went there, and there were only a few dozen people when we came back. Are you still defeated?
"What's our mission?" Yiss continued to roar with a hoarse voice, "Our mission is to stop the monsters from the Blood God Cult for a day and give the Fire Phoenix Legion time to prepare for battle!"

"Soldiers, you can pay any price to complete the mission! We have completed the mission, so we have won!" Iss' eyes flicked slowly over the soldiers, "Don't say there are dozens of people left alive, just not one left We're all dead, we're victors too!"
The wind blew gently, blowing off the dead leaves in the forest.

Yisi's words also made the cloud over the troops begin to dissipate.

Cruel battles, terrifying monsters, and dead comrades entangle these fighters who survived like nightmares, but the shame of failure is the real reason why they cannot wake up from the nightmare!

His words woke them up.

"It is an honor for a soldier to die on the battlefield. Those who survive will continue to fight! Look at all of you bears, shall we go back to see the commander like this? The one lying on the ground over there , still want to be a deserter! In your hearts, can you still remember the promise of never abandoning or giving up under the army banner?" Speaking of emotion, Iss's eyes turned red, "Soldiers, there is only one regiment and the reconnaissance battalion. There are 43 of us. If you can’t learn to be strong and stand up again, it means that you have not only given up on yourself, this army, but also the more than 1000 comrades who shed their last drop of blood by the West Bridge! "

The recruit's accidental words, like a spark, ignited the lamp in Yisi's heart.

He suddenly realized that, as the acting chief of staff, he not only wanted to bring these soldiers back to Fort West, he also wanted to regroup the troops!
They are the fire of a group, the continuation of the lives of all the soldiers who died in battle!

An army can fail, but it cannot lose morale.If morale is knocked down, there will be no chance to stand up again.They who have returned from the bloody battlefield have the responsibility and obligation to carry down the big banner!
The war made a young man mature quickly.

"Since I have acted as chief of staff, I must fulfill the responsibility of a chief of staff! I want to bring them strength and courage again, and I want to bring back an unbeatable force to the Second Iron Division!"

Yisi looked at the troops in front of him, his heart was full of pride.

After hearing his words, the soldiers gradually straightened their backs and raised their heads.

The gray eyes disappeared.

A series of eyes full of spirits gradually gathered on Yisi.

That is the silent inquiry of the soldiers: We will not abandon ourselves, and we will not abandon our dead comrades in arms!Tell us, what to do?
"Who's with the military flag?" Iss asked loudly.

"Report sir, I'm here!" A loud voice replied.

He took out the wrapped military flag from his arms and held it high with both hands.

"Hold up the military flag!"

Facing the evening wind, the Black Eagle military flag fluttered high.

Yisi took the military flag from the soldiers, raised his hands high, and shouted: "Under the Black Eagle Army, Second Iron Division—assemble!"

Without the experience of serving in the army, you will never understand the status of the military flag in the heart of a soldier.

A flag, a ray of soul.

When blood dyes the red flag, it also forges an unyielding military spirit!
Where there is a military flag, there is a group of steel-like soldiers!
As long as the last man doesn't fall, they will let it fly high in the wind on the battlefield!
Under the banner of the army, the soldiers began to line up.

In the past, they belonged to different squads, platoons and companies. Now, they have re-formed a collective under the banner of the army.

"Pick me up and return to the team!"

The veteran yelled at the recruit who was supporting him.

"Yes, deputy squad leader!"

The recruit quickly put the veteran on his back and ran towards the team.

There was a charming smile on his face full of tears.

It is a flower of war, quietly blooming in the baptism of blood and fire, and the test of life and death.

"Second Iron Division—forward!"

Yisi roared, and the flag waved violently, pointing in the direction of the West Fortress.

Under the guidance of the military flag, 43 officers and soldiers of the Second Iron Division set off on their way home again.

Tomorrow, next year, the infinite future, maybe there will be endless battles, as long as we live, we will always be fighters!
The setting sun puts on the golden evening clothes for the soldiers who have returned from the calamity.

"It's been four days, they should have come back long ago!"

In the afternoon, together with several officers from the Second Division, Mogo boarded the city wall of the West Fortress.

Looking far away, Mogo's heart is extremely heavy.

After Charlotte led his troops to leave, the fate of the troops performing the blocking mission always affected his heart.

As time passed, he gradually became anxious.

When he thought carefully about Charlotte's abnormal performance before he led the team to set off, an ominous premonition gradually rose in his heart-his chief of staff would never come back.

Although this thought only passed by in a flash, it made him feel confused.

"Master, don't worry. Although the chief of staff has little experience in leading troops, the commander of the first regiment is good at fighting tough and vicious battles. He has rich combat experience, so there shouldn't be any problems." The commander of the second regiment looked at Mo Ge's worried look and comforted him. road.

"On the battlefield, anything can happen! It's their first time fighting against the Blood God Sect, so how can I not be worried, alas!" Mo Ge sighed.

"Maybe, that guy Lorton has finished his mission and went to help the Fire Phoenix Legion! He likes to take credit for his work when he fights!"

"It's possible." Mogo nodded.He wished it was so.

"Teacher, look!"

A staff officer suddenly pointed to the distance and cheered: "They are back!"

A black eagle military flag appeared on the horizon in the distance.

Then, the figures of a group of soldiers came into everyone's eyes.

The gate of the fortress was opened, and Mogo led a group of officers out of the fortress in surprise, and came to the open ground in front of the fortress.

The group of soldiers in the distance was getting closer and closer to the fortress.

"Why are there so few people?" Mogo frowned as he looked at the team in the distance.

"It should be sent by a regiment in advance, right?" An officer beside him said.

"It doesn't look like it. If it's a report, it should be sending cavalry." Another person whispered.

The team stopped more than 20 meters in front of Mogo.

The officer walking in front carrying the flag handed over the general flag to a soldier behind him, and then began to form the team.

Mogo found that the officer had only one arm, and the shoulder missing the other was covered with a bloody bandage.Many of the soldiers behind him were bandaged.

After giving a few simple commands, the officer turned back and ran towards Mogo at a fast pace.

The officers around Mogo naturally backed away.

When he came to Mogo, the officer raised his one arm and gave him a military salute.

A loud voice sounded.

"Report to the division commander: 43 officers and men of the first division and one regiment and the division's reconnaissance battalion have returned from the mission of blocking the Blood God Sect army. Please review! The second division's acting chief of staff, the second division, the first regiment, the first battalion, the third company's deputy company commander Yisi!"

The voice is firm and powerful, full of the unique pride of soldiers and the pride of returning from battle.

Mogo didn't speak.

He was speechless.

His eyes stayed on Yisi for a moment, then fell on the soldiers behind him, and never left.

Looking at silently, eyes gradually blurred by tears.

The general shed tears, only for his brave soldiers!

The general shed tears, only for his son who could never come back!

Mo Ge, who has experienced many battles, is experiencing the saddest moment in his life-this father, looking forward to the world, but can't look forward to the familiar figure of his child.

The officer's report let him know that his unit had successfully completed its mission.

The officer's report also let him know that in order to complete the mission, 250 officers and soldiers died heroically!

Moreover, according to the agency system of the Black Hawk Legion, a deputy company commander acting as the chief of staff of a division means that all officers above the deputy company of the entire army will die in battle!

His voice echoed in the air and clearly reached the ears of the officers present.

Their bodies and limbs also gradually became cold, and it was difficult for them to even breathe.

The sun shines on the earth.

The Black Eagle flag fluttered silently.

Yisi and 42 soldiers stood in front of the division commander with their heads held high, waiting to be reviewed.

No sadness, no depression, they stand up again after the bloody battle, and they are still tenacious fighters of the Second Iron Division!
Mo Ge walked to the front of the team with difficult steps.

He smiled, raised his arms, and extended a solemn military salute to them: "Soldiers, welcome your triumphant return! I am so proud of you!"
Tears rushed out of my eyes, and my white hair trembled in the wind.

Who says soldiers are cold-blooded, who says soldiers have no tears?
Cold-blooded, because the emotion is too deep!
No tears, because tears are too precious!
(End of this chapter)