"Boom!..."

The huge rock rolled straight down without stopping, crushing the houses to pieces with a destructive force, and even crushing some militants who had no time to escape into meat sauce.

After stopping, pull out a spacious, straight and flesh-covered road.

"Ph! Ph! Ph!"

Hu Hailang spit out the mud and stones in his mouth and reached out to pull Ge Zhen up.

He took the other party to hide at the edge of the mountain. When the giant rolled down, he just took this edge as the starting point. After hitting it hard, he jumped down again with the action of inertia.

It was so dangerous that Hu Hailang didn't know if he could escape. The only thing he could do was to use his judgment to save Ge Zhen.

Fortunately, the judgment was very accurate. If there was a slight error, both of them would turn into meat sauce.

Ge Zhen was in a daze, mechanically stretched out his hand to wipe his face, wiped off the soil on it, and his eyes were straightened.

"Is it okay?" Hu Hailang asked with concern.

He checked the other person's body as fast as possible, made sure that his arms and legs were all good, and then reached his hand in front of Ge Zhen's eyes and shook it.

But Ge Zhen still had no reaction at all, which scared Hu Hailang.

You know, it is not an isolated case that people are scared to death or scared to death.

This is called stress reaction. When frightened, the human body will make corresponding responses. However, when chemicals or brain nerve signals are automatically released, the individual's functions cannot bear it, an overreaction may occur, that is, scare silly or to death.

In addition, it also involves the functions of the kidneys and the functions of the heart. In short, seeing Ge Zhen’s dull look really scared Hu Hailang.

"ah!--"

Suddenly, Ge Zhen opened his mouth wide and screamed, constantly, even covering the sound of explosion. He finally breathed all his lungs out, and then he took a desperate breath to fill the empty lungs.

"How is it? Is it okay?" Hu Hailang asked loudly.

"Boom! Boom!..."

The explosion continued, and most of the station turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Listen, this is an explosion--" Ge Zhen raised a finger and wiped it on his nose: "Smell it, this is the smell of smoke and blood."

"Let's go!" Hu Hailang pulled him.

The explosion continued and the poisonous gas bomb had already detonated. It would be too late to not run away.

"It's so good!!!——" Ge Zhen screamed suddenly: "It's so exciting, so good, can you do it again? Lao Hu, I tell you, I have found my life goal, I will be at the speed of life and death for the rest of my life. This feeling and this atmosphere are simply the life of my dreams!"

Hu Hailang pulled him to run quickly towards the mountain, but this guy kept talking and was in excitement.

"Old Hu, do you know that my soldiers in the past two years have been in vain. Until today, I really found what I want. It is the battlefield, the blood and smoke of gunpowder, and the extreme pleasure that determines life and death in the next second. What is the defense of the country? Let me go. My purpose of joining the army is to enjoy the life I want legally and reasonably..."

Crazy, really crazy, Hu Hailang felt that his eldest cousin's brain was frightened.

Like the battlefield? Like death and blood? No one likes it. The reason why they fight endlessly is because they have to be the ones who carry the burden on their way through peace of mind.

The reason why they fight endlessly is because they are loyal to their motherland.

No one likes the battlefield. If possible, everyone wants to never set foot in this field.

"Shut up!" Hu Hailang said loudly: "You have suffered from serious sequelae of war, which is related to you killing too many people."

This is his speculation. Ge Zhen killed too many people. He had not erupted in South Sudan last time, but he killed so many more this time, and finally broke out.

"I just found my goal in life." Ge Zhen retorted: "Some people like beauties, some people like to be sissy, and some people like to go into cesspools. What's wrong with me like the battlefield? I'm normal and know what I want."

Yes, he really knows what he wants.

He came to join the army for money. Although Ge Zhen really wanted money but didn't have his life, he was forced to develop a habit in the end.

What kind of life does he want... seduce good women into the water? persuade women to become good people?

That's not life, that's hobby.

The moment the huge rock pressed against the top, he clearly felt what was released from the deepest part of his soul, and then he completely understood and opened his mind.

Life and death are in a flash, the battlefield is fierce, stepping on the corpse and smelling blood, hugging the god of death and jumping on Chacha. This is the life he really wants.

It cannot be described by just a stimulation, it is a kind of desire, an extreme desire that surges out of every pore in the body.

"List it for me-" Hu Hailang stopped, stared at Ge Zhen and said loudly: "What you have to do now is to suppress the disorderly tyranny for me, otherwise you will be ruined. The sequelae of war will destroy you, and your personality will be incomplete."

The sequelae of war is definitely the most terrible mental illness, and it can indeed completely destroy a person.

Many veterans who have returned from the war suffer from this mental illness. Without good treatment, their personality is divided, showing either extreme violence or inferiority or despair.

They will never sleep well, always feel that they are living in a virtual world, and then they will torture themselves crazy, and eventually torture themselves to death.

"I'm not sick!" Ge Zhen shouted.

"Kill them all." Hu Hailang pointed at the militants who ran out.

At this time, they had climbed up the mountain and ran down the hillside away from the militants' residence.

Not only did they run down, but the militants also ran down, and there were about dozens of them closest to them.

Because of escaping, they were in a very embarrassing situation, and many people even threw away guns.

"good!"

Ge Zhen ran over with a rifle.

Seeing his murderous aura on his face, Hu Hailang rubbed his temples heavily, and his eyes showed a strong sense of worry and helplessness.

There is no doubt that his eldest cousin really suffers from a battlefield psychological disease, and the biggest characteristic of this disease is violence and bloodthirsty.

"Hey, don't you run away yet? The commander is dead, and the government forces are fighting immediately. If you don't run away, it will be too late. Run quickly and run abroad. If the government forces catch you, you will all be shot."

Ge Zhen held a gun in his right hand, waved at the militants with his left hand, and shouted peacefully from his mouth.

Hearing these words, the militants looked up to the sky with fear, and then turned around and ran away.

Their commander died, the garrison was bombed, the entire organization was dispersed, and the government forces were about to come and execute the extermination, so they had to run away quickly.

Seeing the militants running away, Ge Zhen happily returned with a gun.

"Old Hu, it's not difficult to find a clown. These militants will take us on the way." Ge Zhen took out a wrinkled cigarette and held it in his mouth and smiled: "Do you really think I'm suffering from the sequelae of war? No, I just found the lifestyle I like. Don't worry, I'm different from you, it's really different."

Hu Hailang's face was complicated because this was not a manifestation of the sequelae of the war. It seemed that his eldest cousin just liked to fight on the battlefield, wrapped in blood and killed like numbness.

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Chapter completed!