The second floor of the lighthouse building was filled with debris, and a lot of dust accumulated in the windless and rainless environment.
Highly stacked cardboard boxes cut off most of the noise downstairs, making it very quiet where you can hear a pin drop.
Lang Hua huddled up in the corner, but many familiar voices slowly sounded in his ears——
Yang Bensheng said in front of the apartment: "Xiaohua, this is your new home. Don't be formal."
In the Shashi orphanage, Li Liping hugged Lang Hua and sobbed: "Poor child, consider me your mother from now on."
Li Yishan patted him on the shoulder in the company trench: "Hua Zi, don't rush too hard on the front line. Heroes never live long."
At the ceremony of the officer trainee class, Yang Zhenghua stared at him approvingly: "Lang Hua, I hope you will not forget the responsibility of soldiers to save the country."
Sister Qian blinked and smiled slyly at her: "Xiaohua, you grow up very fast. You are taller than me, sister."
Zhang Cheng looked at him in academician uniform, dumbfounded: "You are so old, why are you still acting like a child, rummaging around in my laboratory..."
Chen Xinyan put her chin on his hospital bed and frowned: "Xiaohua, tell me, when will that idiot Zhang Cheng confess to me?"
Yang Xiaoxiao poked Lang Hua's abdominal muscles with her finger in admiration: "Brother, you have become strong again, so you can protect me forever."
Xiao Heizi was lying on the stretcher, letting the medics dig out the bullet-blasted eyes, and said in a voice without any emotion: "Battalion Commander, do you think we can win in the end?"
In the park, Qin Xiaowen held his finger and said slowly: "My Qin family will not be short of anything you gave me, A Lang. When we win...will you marry me?"
…
In the end, those familiar faces twisted and turned into ghost faces and rushed towards him from the void!
"Why don't you save me?...Lang Hua, why don't you save me?"
"Hua Zi, it hurts so much. Where is my arm?"
"Brother Lang Hua, where are you? It's so dark here, Xiaoxiao is so scared."
"Xiaohua, after the blood dries... I'm so cold..."
"Sir, they're dead, they're all dead!"
"Hahaha, no one can escape! You will be next."
"Help me, please, help me."
"Kill, kill, kill, if we die, you won't be able to live alone!"
Lang Hua tried his best to back up: "Don't, don't come over!"
With a loud "boom", Lang Hua was unable to retreat and fell down on the partition of the stairs.
The scream was heartbreaking and alarmed others on the deep level.
Xing Wutian and the others hurriedly came in to check: "Xiaohua, what's wrong with you? Xiaohua, wake up."
"Why did he fall on the stairs?"
"Why does your nose keep bleeding? Get a soft cloth quickly!"
…
By the time Lang Hua woke up again, it was already evening.
On the second floor of the lighthouse, Wang De flicked his cigarette ashes, walked to the window and asked: "Xiaohua, what are your plans?"
"I want to go back to the city."
Lang Hua's voice floated over, calm and without any emotion.
Wang De's fingers holding the cigarette butt trembled violently, but luckily he was facing the window and no one noticed.
Others were also very surprised and chimed in.
"Xiaohua, do you want to die? If everything outside is the same as here, wouldn't you go and die?"
"Yes, there are so many people in the city, wouldn't there be black corpses everywhere?"
"Why don't you stay? We just found a lot of rice, flour and oil in the kitchen, which is enough for us to live on for a while."
"Yeah, the truck that delivered the goods was parked in the west last night and it hasn't been unloaded yet. There's a lot of food in there too."
"There are three or four monsters there. Xiaohua, you are so skilled..."
Wang De turned around and said to Lang Hua in as kind a tone as possible: "Yes, Xiaohua. It's so late now, and the jungle must be more dangerous. Why don't you rest for a night, or rest for a few more days to recharge your batteries? …”
Lang Hua shook his head and interrupted what he had not finished: "No. I have to go... I have to leave now."
The displeasure after being interrupted made Wang De's facial muscles twitch.
Before he could have a seizure, Xing Wutian, who was next to him, rushed to say, "I'll go too, my daughter is still in school."
Wang Demeng turned to him and scolded him: "What are you, do you have the skills of Xiaohua? Before you even get to the city, you will be dead and not even the scum will be left. Do you know that?"
Realizing that his tone of voice was inappropriate, Wang De immediately comforted the panicked Xing Wutian: "Don't worry, Xiao Xing. The most important thing now is to be familiar with our enhanced strength, recharge your batteries, and be fully prepared. . Otherwise, if you rush back like this, you will surely die in vain."
Then Wang De said to the others: "Everyone, I, Wang De, am here to vouch for my personality. As long as you work together to overcome the difficulties these days, and as long as you have a certain degree of confidence, I, Wang De, will definitely take you back to the city to rescue your loved ones. "
Lang Hua glanced at him and said calmly: "I'm fine by myself."
Among the others, Wang De's subordinates immediately responded: "Yes, Brother De is right. The more times like this, the less emotional it is."
"Old Wang, I'll follow you."
"Okay, I believe you."
"Add me too!"
Lang Hua stood up without saying a word and packed the things in his backpack.
"Xiaohua, if you see my daughter... please take care of her."
Looking at Xing Wutian with a pleading face, Lang Hua said softly: "I will."
If it goes smoothly.
…
The sun sets quickly in winter, and the night is getting darker in Fengwei Mountain, but many people gather in front of the base.
It was Lang Hua and the workers who sent him off.
Most of the weapons were distributed to others by Lang Hua. For the convenience of carrying, he only left two air pressure pistols and a few cold weapons.
For example, the tactical spurs strapped to the left and right calves and the manganese steel machete carried in the knife bag behind his back.
Everyone was relieved that Lang Hua did not ask for the weapons they had obtained before.
The most critical medicine box was carried in Lang Hua's backpack.
Wang De reached out and took out a few packets of biscuits and stuffed them into Lang Hua's arms: "Take them with you to eat on the way."
His tone was gentle and he smiled kindly at Lang Hua.
But Lang Hua didn't say much. After simply thanking him, he turned around and entered the woods not far away.
As the temperature drops in the evening, black fog spore activity increases. The woods were filled with black and gray mist, and Lang Hua soon disappeared.
Wang De had a cold face and did not hide his disappointment.
He was still very concerned about the scene where Lang Hua took out the crystal core from the back of the black corpse's head.
But Lang Hua said nothing.
What he didn't know was that Lang Hua, deep in the black mist, had not gone far. He stared at Wang De's blurry figure for a long time, then turned around and ran towards Shashi.
His steps were not brisk, but he sounded so solid and steady.
——
If everything goes wrong, all the suffering will be on my shoulders. I should have understood long ago that from the moment I was reborn, I no longer lived for myself.
It doesn’t matter if I carry a few more. Even if it costs me my life, I won’t leave any more behind. I will do my best until I die.
Never want to leave anyone behind again.
Whatever I owe, I will use everything I have to repay it.
And anyone who stands in my way must die.
…
Lang Hua's figure passed through the forest, causing the gray and black mist to surge and billow.
Deep in the area where the fog became thicker and darker, pairs of blue eyes lit up one after another.
