As soon as Zhao Lina asked this question, the already dull atmosphere on the field immediately fell into silence. Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally they all looked at Lao Xu.
The previous battles were too fierce, especially when the zombie group attacked in the later stages. Everyone was nervous and anxious to prepare for the breakout. They did not know what was happening outside the position, let alone Shen Lian's sacrifice.
After the breakout, they were busy escaping, and they didn't pay much attention to the people in the Sharp Sword Company between batches.
After all, they are the main force in this battle, and Lao Xu often arranges for them to perform special tasks.
In addition, the abilities of the soldiers of the Sharp Blade Company were obvious to all, so no one subconsciously thought anything would happen to them.
So when Zhao Lina asked, everyone realized that Shen Lian hadn't been seen for a long time.
Lao Zhao was also busy with the breakout operation. He also asked doubtfully at the moment: "Yes, Lao Xu! I haven't seen Xiao Shen here. Do you have any private arrangements?"
"It's too late to be alone at this late hour. How about, Lao Xu, tell me where Xiao Shen is, and I'll help him." Wei Dazhuang took a bite of the bread in his hand and introduced himself.
"I'll go too!" Wenquan Xin has always been worried about Wu Chao being shot. If he hadn't been careless at the time, the latter wouldn't have been hit by the bullet.
So now he would rather go outside to perform tasks, otherwise when he calms down, all he can think about is battlefield scenes.
Listening to everyone's inquiries and suggestions, Lao Xu's face was dull and expressionless.
That was something he never wanted to look back on.
"Company Commander, even if we, the members of the Sharp Knife Company, die, our blood will still flow forward!"
"Company Commander, I, Shen Lian, will be your soldier in my next life!"
The last words with a smile on his face lingered in Lao Xu's mind again. After a moment, he took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it, picked up the dead branches and threw them into the fire pit.
As soon as the dead branches came into contact with the flames, they immediately made a "pop" sound and plumes of black smoke rose up.
"Shen Lian can't come back."
He said indifferently.
When everyone heard this, they were all stunned. After looking at each other, they immediately started uproar.
"Old Xu! What did you say!" Wei Dazhuang jumped up from his seat, dropping the can and bread in his hand to the ground.
Upon seeing this, Lao Zhao quickly picked it up. At the same time, he grabbed Wei Dazhuang's trouser legs and said, "Dazhuang, calm down. Sit down first."
After Wei Dazhuang sat down again, Old Zhao turned to look at Xu Renjie. After sizing up his old friend, he realized that something was not right, and then he tried uncertainly and cautiously: "Old Xu! Do you think Shen Lian will come back?" What do you mean by coming? What mission did you send him to perform?"
Facing the expression on his back, Old Xu looked around at everyone: "I did not arrange a mission for Shen Lian. In the breakout battle just now, he pulled a grenade and died with the beasts in order to escape the zombies."
Lao Xu tried his best to appear calm. He didn't want to burden the team members who had endured a day of intense life-and-death pressure at this time.
But humans are emotional creatures, and some things are beyond your control.
Lao Xu could face enemy bullets without moving, and he could treat death as if he were captured, but when faced with the death of his brothers and comrades, the pain was difficult for others to understand.
In the flickering candlelight, the corners of Lao Xu's eyes flickered, and a teardrop slowly fell down his blood-stained cheek.
It is said that men do not shed tears lightly. Old Xu could not remember the last time he shed tears. He had almost forgotten the feeling.
yes! As a soldier, it is shameful to shed tears. In their dictionary, it is better to bleed than shed tears.
But now Lao Xu really can't control his emotions.
After hearing Lao Xu's reply, the players on the field still fell into dead silence. Everyone seemed to be still pondering the authenticity of Lao Xu's words.
Wen Quanxin twitched his lips in disbelief and said with a smile: "Haha, Lao Xu, are you kidding, right? Shen Lian is so awesome, there is no way he could die! You must be joking with us, right?"
Raising his tearful eyes, Lao Xu looked at Wenquan Xin. He didn't say anything, just looked at Wenquan Xin quietly.
Wenquan Xin couldn't help but lean back as if he had been pushed by someone, and then straightened up like an electric shock: "How could it be! It's so possible! Shen Lian died? Why did he So stupid! Why do you do that! He's so handsome! Who does he think he is! Superman? That bastard! Didn't everyone agree to live together! Why, why..."
At the end of the speech, Wenquan Xin had already burst into tears, and his throat was choked with sobs and he let out a "whimpering" cry.
silence! Deathly silence! The news of Shen Lian's death hit every member of the survivor team like a wake-up call.
It had been a long time since they had lost a team member, and Shen Lian's death made everyone feel the heartache again.
As the older member of the team, although Lao Zhao felt pain in his heart at the moment, he still maintained enough restraint.
Because he knew that someone had to take responsibility for Lao Xu in this current situation.
It was hard for Old Zhao to imagine how Old Xu continued to direct everyone to evacuate with that kind of pain after watching Shen Lian detonate a grenade and die on the battlefield.
He glanced sideways at Lao Xu. The last time he saw Lao Xu like this was at the Yuhuan Gymnasium in HF City.
He patted his old friend on the shoulder with his hand. Lao Zhao wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak when it hit his throat.
No wonder! What can he say at this time?
comfort? is that useful? Lao Zhao couldn't even calm down his own guilt, so how could he comfort others.
Reasonable? Lao Zhao concluded that based on Lao Xu's experience, he must understand everything psychologically.
Just when everyone was immersed in sadness, Wei Dazhuang suddenly became irritable again. He punched the thick mud, and then said angrily: "It's all those fucking gangs who say a thousand words and ten thousand." You bastard did it! Those brats actually used such disgusting methods! We find this tone intolerable! We can't let Xiao Shen die in such an unexplained way! We want to take revenge on him!"
This statement immediately aroused everyone's agreement.
Wenquan Xin raised his hand to brush away the tears on his cheeks, "Brother Da Zhuang is right! Shen Lian left because of us! If those bastards are not dead, Shen Lian will not be able to rest in peace! We must not settle the score just like this. Yes! We must seek justice for Shen Lian."
"Don't we have their address? Tomorrow we will go to their lair!" Wei Dazhuang started mobilizing directly.
As soon as he said these words, everyone agreed and asked for help one after another.
Seeing the excitement among the crowd, Lao Zhao was happy and surprised.
Fortunately, even after experiencing such an embarrassing battle in which they lost their homeland, the team's cohesion has not faded and everyone is still very willing to fight.
What is shocking is that running to fight against the bandits at this time is tantamount to throwing an egg at a stone and asking for trouble.
After all, the team is currently in a dangerous position. If the main players are gone, who will protect the women, children and children at home? (To be continued.)
