I, A Soldier in the Field, A Ghost in the Smoke!

"Ah!"

A soldier looked panicked and wanted to escape, but a cannonball fell from the sky, which exploded under his feet, and his lower body suddenly became fragments...

Cannonballs fell vertically from the sky, and Carter, who was standing in front of San Shamon, was also stupid.

"General, what do you think of this peace?"

Chen Yan has said so. If Carter still doesn’t understand that Chen Yan’s deception, he doesn’t deserve to climb to the position of general. The surrounding troops are being bombarded by unidentified shells falling vertically. Carter sees Chen. Saint Shamon of Yan didn't seem to be attacked, so he immediately climbed onto Saint Shamon of Chen Yan.

"Haha, what about that? I will lose some more manpower at most, but since you don't want to join, you can die for me later!"

Chen Yan's calm voice came from San Shamon.

"Don't wait a moment, General Carter, do you think it will be safe where I am?"

"Ok?"

The buzzing sound coming from Carter's ears grew louder and louder. He raised his head and saw the dense cannonballs and several small planes, which seemed to be hitting San Shamon.

He opened his mouth and said the last words of his life.

"You are really... mad..."

Rumble!!!!!

The sky turned red, the hot temperature turned everything into ashes, and the dense V-1 missiles kept hitting the surroundings, and the ground trembled.

It seems that everything about this war has melted...

Yegor, who was pulling Chuntian's hair, was already stupid. He opened his mouth and seemed to be unable to close it.

"Fa...what happened...?"

Puff...

A sharp trench knife came out of his neck, Yegor touched his neck with his hand, and watched in disbelief that Chuntian, whose palm was almost destroyed, pierced his neck with a trench knife. .

Wow...

Yegor couldn't hold his bleeding neck, and fell to the ground suddenly, his mouth closed up and down. At the moment before he plunged into darkness, he saw that there seemed to be no mechanical components in Chuntian's palm.

Is that... the skeleton?

But he could no longer wait for his own answer, and closed his eyes forever.

Jingle Bell……

The red-stained trench knife fell to the ground, and Chuntian held his head and knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

"Woo...ahhhh...!!!"

The fragments of the mirror shone with silver light, and they looked so beautiful on the pebble...

So... coquettish.

She seemed to be able to hear what Chen Yan liked most before, his voice, deep, full of strength and despair.

'One day, this war will end.This war that can end all wars-will eventually be won.The guns will be eroded by rust, the green grass will grow again, and all traces of war will no longer exist.This land will slowly heal, just like all other pains-we may have been in the land by then, but we may not yet forget it.

As long as history records one-thousandth of us, the future will be full of our stories and deeds, remembering our fighting methods, our lifestyles, and... our ways of death.When all the dust settles and we win, they will remember us, but until that day comes, we will continue to fight, we will all face death-and will fight to the last moment.'

He was an ordinary college student, and later became an ordinary soldier, then became a small famous team leader, and then became a low-level officer, a high-level officer...

He shuttles through the battlefield, often bringing miracles one after another to his friendly forces.

Ordinary soldiers are envious, don't know why this person is so lucky and can do this kind of thing.

But none of them knew that in order to survive, this child really...he gave up too much.

He has experienced mental disorders and ignored life for a period of time. In his opinion, perhaps life is really worthless. He is a lunatic, a lunatic who just wants to go home...

No one can remain mentally normal under this kind of experience, no one can remain sober in the constant death and life, and no one can remain unmoved while constantly watching his colleagues die in front of him.

Less experience makes you crazy.

It's better if you have experienced more.

ps: The young pre-roll is over!I have a day off tomorrow, and today I wrote 15 thousand, my liver is going to hurt to death.

Chapter One Combat Stress Response

The sky is so bleak, blocking people's sight. Those gray-black clouds floating in the sky seem to be swaying above the sky, singing loudly.

In the dark clouds covering the sky with a veil in the distance, a light flashed suddenly, and a few seconds later, a deafening rumbling sound spread throughout the tattered area.

It seems that even the sky is afraid, and even the earth is trembling.

A deformed dead tree made an unbearable sound, and fell to the ground with a click. The sound was so harsh, it made my heart feel like it.

The rain has been pattering down for a while, and there have been small ponds on the uneven ground. If you zoom in several times, swimming in it seems not impossible.

The surrounding houses are almost all dilapidated houses. Some of them are close to collapse, while others have broken a door and a window, as if there had been a great war here.

As the rain got bigger and bigger, the pools on the ground became more and more, and the black muddy water slowly flooded the nose of the man lying on the ground.

Suddenly soft, and suddenly violent breathing sucked some muddy water into his nose.

"Cough cough cough..."

The lungs were irritated, and a pungent and nauseous sensation emerged spontaneously. Chen Yan suddenly sat up from the ground and coughed violently.

The coughing became louder and louder, but fortunately, the sewage that entered the lungs had been coughed up.

On the rugged road, the rain brought by heavy rain washed the dirty black mud on it, and the hand that was pestle on the ground was completely soaked in the mud.

In fact, not only the left hand sticking to the ground, but also on his body, it was firmly stuck to the dirty and foul muddy water.

"Cough cough..." There will still be waves of itching in the throat, but it is different from the previous strong, Chen Yan's coughing becomes lighter, he looks around, his eyes are full of confusion, "Where is this?"

There is no one around, and his current position is like a badly destroyed no man's land.

Sitting quietly on the muddy ground, Chen Yan was sorting out the chaotic memories in his brain.

I am a commander...I am conducting military exercises with the military...The military switched directions and suddenly killed Griffin...I fought with the military's last strength...Finally, all the V-1s were detonated and they called for shelling... …

Is he dead?Resurrected now?What about Springfield?where is she?

The calf was very soft for some reason, Chen Yan tried to get up from the ground, but slumped on the ground again and again.