my battlefield my company

Chapter 312 The Finale
At night, there was heavy snow in the sky again.

In the middle of a large abandoned warehouse, a large bonfire was lit, and the room was as warm as spring. 136 people from the whole company sat quietly around the bonfire. There was plenty of food in front of everyone, including beer and liquor. , and the high-quality red wine searched from the cellar of the manor. The soldiers blushed from drinking it, and looked at the big glass fish tank that had just been carried over by the fire.

In the fish tank, there are more than a dozen red and golden goldfish.

Yan Zhi stood up, took a cotton ball, and lightly dipped some blood on Zhao Fugui's injured leg.

Blood water is bright red.

Yan Zhi looked around at everyone, threw the cotton ball dipped in blood into the fish tank, then took out a cigarette, sat on the edge of the fire, sandwiched a piece of burning wood, tilted his head, squinted his eyes and lit it deeply. Inhale and exhale slowly, only in the dense smoke can he release his melancholy eyes.

The soldiers also took out their cigarettes one after another and stopped laughing and joking. They didn't know why the officer was so depressed.

Everyone was silent, smoking, quietly looking at the fish tank and Yan Zhi.

No one knew why the officer brought this fish tank, let alone why he threw a cotton ball dipped in Zhao Fugui's blood into the fish tank.

The blood soaked into the water of the fish tank, and instantly spread out like silk thread. A dozen goldfish smelled the smell of blood and swam over immediately. In just a moment, the blood in the water was sucked clean by the fish.

Everyone didn't speak. Until now, they still didn't know what the chief wanted to express.

10 minutes later.

"The fish seems to have changed?"

Fan Xiaosi's eyes were sharp, he stood up and moved towards the fish tank, staring closely at the goldfish in the fish tank and said, "Something like black silk threads appeared on the fish's body."

All the soldiers surrounded him when they heard the words, only Yan Zhi sat in the same place and remained motionless.

When cleaning the battlefield at noon today, he took blood samples from soldiers who had been bitten or grabbed by dead soldiers, and conducted several experiments with fish.

Yan Zhi can conclude that all soldiers who have been bitten or scratched by dead soldiers, or whose wounds are stained with the blood of dead soldiers have been infected.

In this era, there is no antidote, and even in the 21st century, no one can create an effective antidote.

Yan Zhi didn't know how to explain to the soldiers what would happen after being bitten by a dead soldier, and what kind of painful process there would be.He had only seen the appearance of dead soldiers in movies and TV dramas before, but in reality, he was helpless in the face of this matter. It was the first time he felt so panicked and helpless.

Of the 136 people in the independent company, 41 were infected by dead soldiers. Yan Zhi couldn't bear to tell the soldiers what would happen to them in the end.

But no matter how entangled, helpless, and anxious, what should be faced is always what needs to be faced, and there is no escape.

Yan Zhi spent nearly an hour explaining everything he had to say to the soldiers.

Yan Zhi told the soldiers very clearly that as long as their behavior or appearance changed, he would kill them immediately, and he would not be relentless.

After listening to the officer finish what should be said and what should not be said, all the soldiers were silent, especially those soldiers who were engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the dead soldiers, and looked at the fish tank in front of them, covered in black and white. Line goldfish.

Wu Zhonghua bowed his head and rolled a cigarette, then moved to the fire to light it, took a few deep breaths and sizzled: "Sir! If I also become a dead soldier, will I attack my brother?"

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Yan Zhi replied affirmatively, "At that time, you will deny your relatives, and your world will no longer remember that you used to be a member of the independent company, and your world will only be ruthless!"

Without waiting for Wu Zhonghua to speak, Yan Zhi continued: "At that time, you will not be able to control your thoughts and actions, you will not know who you are, and you will not know who your relatives are, even if you Your parents, wives and children stand in front of you, and you don’t know each other! At that time, you were just walking corpses without thoughts or souls.”

Zhong Jiagen was emotional, and asked: "Sir! If that's true, will we become as ugly as those dead soldiers?"

Looking at Zhong Jiagen, Yan Zhi nodded, smoking in silence.

"At that time, I will kill you with my own hands!" Yan Zhi picked up a cigarette, his expression was calm, and his eyes were full of pain, "I will not let your reputation be ruined, no matter who it is, as long as there is a mutation If there is any sign, I will kill him without hesitation. Don't blame me."

All the soldiers were silent.

They believe what the officer says.

The officer said that he would kill them, they believed, and they believed even more that one day the officer would kill them with his own hands like a knife.

Yan Zhi closed his eyes, held the cigarette between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and slowly rubbed his thumb against his forehead:

"Brothers infected by dead soldiers will no longer participate in the next battle. For the rest of the day, you can do whatever you want, including smoking, drinking and eating meat.

Everyone, as long as you ask, I will give you as much as possible.You can write down your last words in advance, and I promise to send all the letters, your military pay and pensions to your parents, wives and children. "

No one spoke, only the crackling of wet wood as it was burned by the fire.

There were tears in everyone's eyes. When they came from China, there were 136 brothers. When they returned to China in the future, there were not even a hundred of them.

At dawn, the Allied Command issued a top-secret document to the Independent Company-Independent Company, the lair of secret airborne devils.

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I really don't know how to write this ending.

The finale has been revised six times.

It has been changed beyond recognition, book friends, let's make do with it!

[My Battlefield, My Company] The story of this book is far from over. I will write a follow-up, but this will only continue when I have time. After all, writing novels alone cannot solve food and clothing.

Thanks to all book friends!
For such a long time, all book lovers have been walking with this book and the author, and we have forged a deep friendship.

So this book is not bad.

During this time, I have to work to support my family. I am worried that readers will wait too long and leave me to give up this book, so I can only finish this book and open a new book when I have time. The story continues, and it is still There is no charge for 30 words, thank you for your long-term company.

thank you all!

It is because of your encouragement that I can persevere!
During this period of time, I was very busy and tired, and I only slept for four or five hours a day, so I really didn't have time to write novels.

I wrote novels for five years, didn't earn a few dollars, but spent countless hours, and gave up some things that should have been done long ago.For example, accompanying elderly parents on both sides...

Slow down now!
Even sponges sometimes dry out the water inside.

But the story of the independent company will never dry up.

If it is fast, the next book will probably meet you around mid-July.

Once again, again, thank you again, thank you my dear books! ! ! !
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