Inside The Black Mist Chapter 39: Funeral (ask for various tickets)
When he got off the medical vehicle, Tian Yang realized that the team hadn't set off at all these days.
They stay where they are.
The ghost car seems to be the most powerful dark people in this area. It is dead now, but its body is too huge.
Even after five days, the corpse still hasn't completely decomposed, because of the smell it releases, other low-level dark people don't want to get close.
Oh, the Prowler seems to be an exception, the kind of black people who have no intelligence, so don't understand fear.
A few days ago, the ghost car "vomited" a lot of prowlers, but judging from the current situation, it should be cleaned up by Han Shu and others.
In the distance, the corpse of the ghost car is like a hill, still staying in its original position.
Recovery crews in protective suits have been prowling among its corpses, looting and recovering valuable materials. They have been doing this work for five days.
It seems that it will take another day or two to complete the entire recycling work.
"Why are you in a daze, over here."
In front, Cang shouted angrily.
Tianyang then looked away from the ghost car's corpse, and followed the ponytail youth to an empty place. It had obviously been cleaned up here, and there were small piles of stones on the ground.
There are nameplates hanging on the stone pile.
Tianyang finally knew whose funeral this was.
In this encounter with the ghost car, the convoy suffered heavy losses, and more than half of the soldiers died in battle. Even the Ascendants lost seven of them.
The relatively complete corpses are currently lying in the freezer cabin of the medical vehicle, and will be handed over to their families after returning.
As for the mutilated corpses, according to the tradition of the Nightcrawlers, they were all cremated and buried on the spot.
Tianyang has heard of this tradition, but this is the first time he has participated in the funeral of the Nightcrawler.
A lot of people came to the funeral, basically, except for those who had work at hand, everyone else was there.
The men stood in the middle, and the women stood on both sides. Everyone was dressed in black, and the women even wore black hoods. Now the atmosphere is solemn, dignified, solemn and sad.
Han Shu stood at the front, looked at the piles of stones, bent down and bowed.
I don't know who started to sing the eulogy: "The night is long, I walk alone in the dark, death is my destination, and the battlefield is my grave."
Someone picked it up: "The night is long, I have never walked alone, my comrades are by my side, I don't feel lonely all the way."
Then everyone chanted loudly: "The night is long, we wait for each other! The sharp blade helps me resist the darkness, and I will always seek the light of dawn. The road ahead is vast, and the evil spirit is threatening. We will walk in the night and explore the other side .”
There is a pause.
Han Shu has straightened his back, and sings in an extremely deep voice: "The night is long, and I have buried my bones in a foreign land. Don't cry for me. I will wait for the morning light on the other side of the dawn."
There was silence.
Tianyang clenched his fists, and at some point, tears were streaming down his face.
The eulogy of the Nightcrawler made the teenager seem to see generations of explorers staggering forward in the boundless darkness. They kept falling, hurting, bleeding, dying.
But it is precisely because of these nocturnal people who are willing to sacrifice and are not afraid of sacrifice, that the glory of the world outside the door has been built.
Even if the bright world is not perfect, even if there are still many people struggling on the line of food and clothing.
At least, fortresses can be built high and people don't have to be displaced.
The threat in the endless wilderness has gradually become a legend, not a nightmare that people must face directly!
A moment later, the ladies on both sides lit up small lamps, which were solid burning lamps that could burn for a long time in the reverse world.
They placed these lamps in front of each stone pile, and the fire illuminated the metal nameplates, praying that the dead would not feel lonely and cold in the dark.
After the ladies retreated, Han Shu raised his hand. All the men in front raised their guns.
Three shots are fired, and the funeral is over.
After a while, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Tian Yang had no intention of leaving. Instead, he walked up to one of the cairns.
There is a nameplate hanging on the stone pile, with the name "Broken Star" engraved on it.
Tianyang remembers that she is a hunter in Huanglong's team, with short hair and loves to laugh. When resting, I can always hear her hearty laughter.
Now that she is buried here forever, on the way back, her laughter will no longer be heard.
My mood sank.
"Why didn't you leave?" Han Shu's voice sounded, and at the same time, there was a choking smell of smoke.
Tian Yang raised his head, the captain of Raven Squad was smoking a cigarette. In the dark sky of the reverse world, the red light on the cigarette **** is so obvious.
"What about you, captain?" Tian Yang asked without answering.
Han Shu took down the cigarette and exhaled a stream of smoke: "I'll take a look at them again, maybe I won't be able to see them again."
Tianyang looked at the piles of stones: "I don't know most of the people here. Or, they only said a few words. Even so, I still feel uncomfortable. Captain, you feel more uncomfortable... .”
Han Shu looked at the darkness above his head: "I'm used to it. People like us often have to say goodbye to our friends and relatives. Maybe one day, it will be our turn."
"My only wish is that when I die, I can die more beautifully. It would be even better if someone collects the body for me."
Tianyang was silent.
Then the two of them didn't speak until Han Shu finished smoking, the man turned around and said, "Let's go."
Tianyang followed behind him.
Han Shu put his hands in his trouser pockets: "Thanks to you this time, otherwise, more people would have died. I will report this matter, and there will definitely be rewards from above. Also, your particle sword is scrapped Yes. But we found some good materials on the ghost body, I see if we can get some, help you get the material weapons."
Material weapons are weapons made from certain parts of the bodies of the people of darkness.
This kind of weapon usually inherits some characteristics of the original material, and the ghost car is undoubtedly a very dangerous dark people. Weapons cast from its materials must be stronger than the Particle War Knife.
So the boy nodded expectantly.
Not far away, someone came out from behind a chariot, it was Zhou Wang.
He heard what Han Shu said just now, Zhou Wang looked at Tianyang from a distance, his eyes were extremely jealous: "Why do you take all the good things! I also fought hard, why there is no special reward, and no material Weapon!"
He snorted heavily, turned his head and left.
Two days later, the convoy set off. Leave Metropolis and head straight to Lighthouse Outpost.
After completing the handover work, the mission is considered complete. Han Shu originally planned to take a vacation, but Ling Feng had a new task for him. Although this rough man was cursing, he still accepted the task.
As for Tianyang, Lingfeng has no new assignment for the time being, so after staying at the base for 4 hours, he boarded the high-speed train back to the fort.
Unexpectedly, Luo Shan also took Xun back home, and happened to be in the same carriage as Tian Yang.
I thought I had a companion on the journey back, but Tianyang's good mood lasted less than 5 minutes, and disappeared completely when he saw Zhou Wang's arrogant face.
I don't know if he did it on purpose, but he sat down between Xun and Tianyang, Tianyang had no choice but to shift his gaze to the window.
Even the oppressive and distorted scenery along the way is a hundred times more beautiful than Zhou Wang's face!
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