Darkness is Coming

  Cheng Xu's injuries during the battle were not serious. He just sprained his right foot when he ran to confirm the bones of his teammates. He was only hospitalized for a few days for observation before going through the discharge procedures.

   What the doctor observed was not Cheng Xu's physical condition, but his psychological condition. The half-hearted psychological counselor failed to open Cheng Xu's heart. In order to help Cheng Xu get out of the shadows, the staff of the Far Rescue Association arranged for Cheng Xu a job as a military training instructor, so that Cheng Xu could be transferred to a strange environment, where he could be with strangers. Generate good interactions and try to replace the dusty past with fresh memories.

  Cheng Xu did not object to the arrangement of the Yuanjiao Society. When he couldn't find his life goal, it was also a good thing to have someone direct him. At least he had a goal to live, so he wouldn't become a walking dead.

   Just being a nanny for a bunch of idiots doesn't feel good, so Cheng Xu didn't have a friendly smile on his face.

After dismissing an idiot who pointed a gun at someone, Cheng Xu looked at the young man in front of him with cold eyes. He had the steadiness, or cowardice, which was rare among his peers. Among so many students that Cheng Xu was in charge of training, most of them were When they got the gun, they cheered. A few girls showed resistance, but the only one with a look of fear on their faces was this young man named Zeng Bo.

   "Are you afraid of guns?" Cheng Xu asked.

  While Cheng Xu looked at Zeng Bo, Zeng Bo was also looking at Cheng Xu.

A wrinkled military uniform, a mess of hair like a chicken coop, a thin profile face full of stubble, and a deep sadness in the dark and melancholy eyes, ten years ago, this instructor will definitely become a smash hit. decadent icon.

   "Ah, no, I..." Zeng Bo hesitated and stepped back unconsciously.

"According to what I said before, I am familiar with firearms and prepare to practice shooting. If I fail the assessment, I will not be able to participate in live ammunition shooting. If I fail to get a passing score, I will fail the course and retake it next semester." Cheng Xu was not in the mood to understand Zeng Bo's inner activities, no He waved his hand patiently, signaling Zeng Bo to start practicing immediately.

   Zeng Bo hesitated for a while, but he couldn't hold it any longer, he gritted his teeth and put down his gun, took a few steps to Cheng Xu, stood at attention and saluted.

   "Instructor! May I ask you a question?" Zeng Bo mustered a lot of courage to ask this sentence, but the instructor's answer was to throw a bowl of cold water on his head.

   "No, shut up, go practice, and go out for ten laps if you talk nonsense."

   Zeng Bo went back to pick up the gun in dejection, and began to repeat some basic movements, even if his waist was sore and his shoulders hurt. If war is inevitable, and if one day you will be forced to go to the battlefield, then you should study hard now. Only by sweating more in peacetime can you bleed less in wartime.

When the orange sun began to fall toward the horizon, the day's training finally came to an end. The instructors blew the whistle of the assembly, and then issued the order to disband. The students in the shooting range put down their guns and rushed to the cafeteria, clutching their growling stomachs. ,

During military training, few people order takeaways. Most of them go to the nearest canteen to devour food after training. There are not enough seats in the canteen. Many temporary canopies are erected, and plastic tables and chairs are placed under them. These are all temporary additions. Extra seat.

Zeng Bo sat on the outermost seat, picked up the plate, and swept the food from the canteen, which was usually disdainful and disdainful, into his stomach. When he put down the plate that blocked his view, Zeng Bo found that there were more people on the opposite side. .

"What do you want to ask in the afternoon? Ask." Instructor Cheng changed into a set of sports clothes, sat in a golden position, ate meat, and drank heavily. There was a rare arrogance in every move, but there was still a change in the eyebrows. Unbearable melancholy.

   "Uh..." Zeng Bo looked left and right, saw that no one was paying attention, and asked in a low voice, "Instructor, will we go to the battlefield in the future?"

   "I don't know." Cheng Xu gave Zeng Bo a strange look, "Why ask me?"

"You look different from other instructors." Zeng Bo said cautiously, "That is, I mean, I don't think you are an officer in the army, I think you should have been drafted into the army before, right? I went to learn about what happened in Yuanjiang. I heard that many civilians joined the army to fight the corpse. Before the war, they were ordinary people like us, but they were forced to go to the battlefield. Are you one of them? I think you should be able to Understand my fears...I know it's a shame, but suddenly the military training asked us to learn how to use a gun, and I couldn't help but be afraid."

   "It's right to be afraid, it's not shameful." Cheng Xu's answer was beyond Zeng Bo's expectations.

Seeing Zeng Bo's surprised expression, Cheng Xu sneered and said, "Eunuch Ye is a good dragon, have you heard of it? Your classmates are looking excited and screaming fiercely. If you really want them to join the army to fight, they will only be more afraid. You clearly thought of that. This possibility, and knowing that you have to overcome your fears and practice hard, is pretty good.”

After complimenting Zeng Bo, Cheng Xu added: "But what you just said was wrong, I was indeed a civilian before, but I was not forcibly recruited into the army. I volunteered to join the corpse hunter team to contribute to the corpse battlefield. A strength, so I can't understand your fear."

   "You mean, you weren't afraid at all?"

   "No, we are all scared to death."

   Zeng Bo was stunned for a while, and then asked, "If you are afraid, why go to the battlefield? Civilians are not obliged to perform their duties as soldiers, right?"

"If you think like you, Huaxia would have perished the country long ago. After eight years of the Anti-Japanese War, all the veterans have been wiped out, and no civilians will go to the battlefield. Will they hand over the country to others?" Cheng Xu sneered and asked, "In Yuanjiang , the 258 brigade, the armed police, the criminal police, and even the civilian police, urban management, and militia regiments are all about to be defeated. If we don’t go, who will go? If they all die, we don’t even have a last chance to fight, so we have to go no matter how scared we are. "

Zeng Bo opened his mouth to speak, but Cheng Xu didn't give him a chance, and continued: "I really don't know whether you will go to war in the future. I don't know why the above ordered you to train you. But I know one thing, The comrades who once fought alongside me are now the only one left, and the familiar faces I have seen are now all new and unfamiliar people, who are in the same group as me, and are almost gone. However, in the future There are still many battles to be fought, and there may be too many to count. Sooner or later, those of us will die. When the time comes, if you don’t fight, who will fight?”

"If one day we all fall down, you have to stand up and protect yourself. It's always a good thing to exercise a good body and learn some experience in advance." After Cheng Xu finished speaking, he shook the can, leaving the bottom of the can. Take a sip of wine, get up and leave.

  The light of the setting sun shone down, casting an orange-red halo on Cheng Xu's body. Zeng Bo stared at it, clearly not hearing the rhetoric, but it seemed as if a thunderous thunder rang in his ears.