Longmen Memoirs

Chapter 2 Flesh

W was shouting, her voice was drowned in the roar, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the enemy or one of our own. The bright firelight illuminated the collapsed building and everything around it, and it disappeared in an instant.

She ran as fast as she could, the sound of wind filling her ears, causing her vision to sway, and she couldn't tell whether it was blood or rain, which made her feet muddy.

When Chen Mo saw this bad-tempered guy again, she couldn't laugh anymore.

She was dragged back, covered in blood, and the coagulated dark brown plasma and sludge stained her face, which usually had a bad attitude.

The battlefield surgery was carried out in an extremely hasty manner. Fortunately, her will to survive was not as light as she said. Her back was left with a hideous and ugly burn, with shrapnel and gravel embedded in the flesh, mixed with The fragments of minced flesh were taken out, and she remained unconscious from beginning to end, so she suffered a lot less.

The smell of a large amount of pungent disinfectant flooded into Chen Mo's nose as he stepped into the tent.

The medical conditions in the camp are limited. As the battlefield situation expands, medicines and medical staff are gradually stretched. Moreover, in this era of magic and semi-cold weapons, being injured on the battlefield and surviving is a luxury. Most people are everywhere. The moment they were injured sealed their fate.

But compared to death, surviving in this situation is indeed a kind of luck.

Chen Mo didn't know if she had any regrets in her heart. After all, this guy always treated the battlefield as a trivial matter and never took it to heart. She suffered such a big loss this time and it was enough for her.

Chen Mo's arrival was beyond W's expectation. She never expected to see this person here who had disappeared for more than half a year. Under the light, her pair of dark red eyes stared at the person who opened the tent and walked in. Chen Mo.

She kept watching without saying a word until Chen Mo sat familiarly on the edge of the bed and glanced at the infusion tube inserted into the back of her hand.

"Are you still alive?" After a while, she spoke in a hoarse voice. Her face was pale and haggard, but her tone seemed to say, I didn't expect you to be alive. I thought you were already dead.

She couldn't tell whether she wished this guy was dead or alive.

"I won't die that easily." Chen Mo said, "It's you, you almost died this time. What did you think?"

"Are you here to see my joke?" She tilted her head and whispered, "It's none of your business."

"Can't you have a better attitude?"

"To whom, you [|&

"Look, no wonder no one is looking at you when you are lying here." Chen Mo joked half-jokingly: "You can't reflect on your words and deeds."

"Thank you, but at least I don't need you to care. You must be laughing at me now. Okay, okay, just laugh as much as you can."

"I heard about it." Chen Mo suddenly said, looking at the girl on the hospital bed.

W fell silent. She glanced at Chen Mo and lowered her gaze.

"I thought that in that situation, with your character, you would leave others and run away. Most people thought so. Even Hedley was a little surprised when he heard about it. You should really see his expression at that time. .”

Chen Mo rested his hand on his thigh and looked at W, who might not even be able to move his hands on the hospital bed.

"The people in the camp said that you were covered in blood when you came back and you looked unrecognizable. The military doctors all thought it might be difficult for you to survive."

"Then I let them down. They didn't find a chance to bury me in a pile of dead people. I won't die so lightly."

"Bad-hearted women generally live longer, but the same cannot be said for your back. It will definitely look ugly after the injury heals. You haven't seen it yet."

"Evil-hearted?!" She gritted her teeth. If she hadn't been injured and couldn't move, she definitely wouldn't have minded giving this bastard a bite.

After all, she couldn't bite the bastard in front of her.

"...It's not your thing. Why should you worry about it? This kind of thing doesn't matter."

"You saved your life, W. You could have left them and escaped alone with the information. Why did you suddenly run back? You must know that your behavior will not only harm yourself, but also your teammates. Scout didn't teach you how to deal with this situation, but your conscience has found out?"

"So you came here specially to teach me a lesson?"

W's face turned cold.

"Teach me whatever you want, the main thing is that I heard you are here too, come and take a look."

"Hmph." She snorted: "That guy talked a lot. How can I remember every word? He is always chattering. Who cares about so much? I don't have that kind of free time."

"It seems that you don't want to talk about it."

Chen Mo picked up the kettle next to him and poured himself a glass of water.

w looked at the water glass in her hand.

"Hey, don't act like you know me very well, you know nothing."

She started to speak rudely, but Chen Mo didn't pay attention.

This woman is as crazy as a dog.

"drink water?"

W didn't need to think about it to know that this guy would definitely not hand him the water glass. His attitude was still as unpleasant as ever after not seeing him for half a year.

She made no secret of the malice in her eyes and wanted to throw water on his face.

"The look in your eyes shows that you are recovering well."

Chen Mo leisurely put down the water glass he took a sip from, and W's eyes followed her movements and fell on that annoying face again.

But even though she hated it, seeing this guy at this time gave her an indescribable feeling.

"If I can't hold on anymore and hang up, it must be because of you bastard."

She had harsh words in her mouth, and with her slightly weak tone, there was not much hatred.

"Can this be my fault too?"

"Tsk."

"Want to meet Hedley? He came with me. He should have something to say to you."

"I can guess what he's going to say without even thinking about it." W twitched his lips: "It's the same old-fashioned rhetoric anyway, and he can't come up with anything new."

"After all, he was your former captain, so you can't say something nice."

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who can say nice things?" W asked sarcastically, but her tone was very sure. After a while, she asked again: "How is Taba Town?"

"I just came over there." Chen Mo replied. He was only halfway through his words, but W already understood what he meant.

She was quiet for a moment.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

"Three days."

"so……"

"We just happened to come across this incident. There will be no Taba Town in the future. W. The Tower of Babel and nearby military strongholds will be responsible for receiving the refugees evacuated from Taba Town. The number is not large, and the survivors are limited. After all, The battle broke out there, and no one could hold back. Now in Kazdaele, not only mercenaries and troops, but people are dying everywhere."

W said nothing more.

She fell silent, and there was no longer any emotion on her face.

Those who don’t deserve to die are dying, and those who deserve to die are also dying.

Kazdare is a desolate wasteland, but there are also some wanderers who have established relatively prosperous towns in the ruins of old wars. The former Taba Town is one of them, but as the war intensifies, this ruthless The wild beast is devouring all living creatures.

Chen Mo, W, everyone in this camp, including Babel and Theresia, are one of the culprits behind this grand tragedy.

There is no right or wrong in war, but there are people. There is no good or bad in war, but there are good and bad in people.

Only she knows whether w was a discovery of conscience or a sudden whim.

On the way here, Chen Mo saw many ragged corpses lying on the roadside. Their faces still had the expressions of life. The corpses were left here last winter, and it was not until spring came that they began to slowly rot and return to the earth.

The same thing is happening in this country.

Empty villages, only ruined markets, rotting bones on the roadside, broken and rusty weapons, this country is poor and desolate, and bleeding everywhere.

Human footprints are easily buried, just like life, which seems fragile here. However, the same human footprints can easily be reunited. They will build new homes on the ruins, like weeds in the cracks of rocks. So tenacious.

Flesh and flesh cannot resist a sharp sword, but you know how strong human flesh and blood is, and the blade will break if you cut it no matter how hard you cut it.

Chen Mo knows.

He always knew.

Chen Mo left the medical tent. He saw Scout and Hedley waiting outside the door. He nodded to the latter, and Hedley crossed Chen Mo.

"Don't take too long, Hedley."

Hedley paused as he opened the tent.

He and W were former comrades-in-arms. Although it was unclear how much intrigue there was between this comrade-in-arms friendship, at least they knew each other, and knowing each other was enough for this war, because no one could tell whether the people you knew would be good or not. Next time it will just come out of your mouth.

For Scout, the Chen Mo in front of him was no longer the little mercenary they had brought back from the attack zone. The scene in the past was a bit confusing, and the little brother Chen in front of him had unknowingly turned into a stranger. .

"Long time no see, Scout."

"It's been quite a long time, maybe five or six years. When you first came here, so much time has passed in the blink of an eye."

"We were still roommates at that time."

"Unfortunately, it didn't take long."

Scout took the cigarette handed over by Chen Mo. He straddled his loaded blunderbuss behind his back, lit it and took a breath. The smoke dispersed under the gloomy sky.

"Another prosperous town is gone." Scout sighed.

"This is not the first."

"I know, I just wonder how much good land will be left in Kazdare when this war is over."

"But I don't think I'm qualified to say such a thing." Scout replied. He seemed to have thought of something and glanced at Chen Mo with a slightly apologetic look.

"Feel sorry."

"No need to say sorry, I am also not qualified to say such things, but someone has to do it. I remember you said this before, rebuilding homes from ruins and wasteland, we can't do this kind of thing, but we can give They're a ruin, or... a land where someone who can do it can do it in peace."

"His Highness also said the same thing as you." Scout was slightly surprised.

"I think Theresia must have said it more nicely than me. I'm not very good at explaining these things, but we all understand the truth in our hearts. We're just looking for a decent excuse to convince ourselves."

"Maybe so, but I have a hunch that this war is just the beginning."

"Is it the current Tower of Babel that makes you worry like this?"

"As expected..." Scout looked at Chen Mo, and after a moment he said: "Originally when W brought back the information, we should have prepared more manpower to handle the news in Taba Town, but the camp was surrounded by this The authenticity of the news caused controversy, and in the end we had to let W take her people to investigate."

"The war has reached this level, and the Tower of Babel can no longer survive alone." Chen Mo said: "They all have their own worries. I believe you also understand in your heart that the Tower of Babel will change sooner or later."

"I understand. In fact, His Highness's philosophy has changed from the beginning." Scout replied: "If this war ends, no matter what the outcome is, the Tower of Babel will not be the Tower of Babel it is now. I understand this truth. After all, from the beginning, this war could not be handled by the Tower of Babel alone.”

"But for an old man like you, this result is still a bit unacceptable, right?"

"I believe His Highness can solve it, at least the Doctor and Your Highness, I trust them, and I don't need to think about it." He said, his eyes fell on Chen Mo, the cigarette burned to the end, but he seemed not to notice.

He knew that Chen Mo was very close to the doctor. After all, he was an excellent intelligence expert.

"I can't give you a guarantee, Scout." Chen Mo replied: "You are right, no matter what the outcome is, the Tower of Babel will no longer be the Tower of Babel you were familiar with from the moment the joint conference was established. , since Theresa decided to become the Speaker, this matter is destined to be irreversible."

"But rather than thinking about these problems that haven't happened yet, I think you should think more about how to survive, because only a flexible person like you lives more and longer, and it is possible for that idea to really appear in your heart. At that moment, do something to change it. If it is really needed, you will become the most solid backing for His Highness and the ideal in your hearts."

Chen Mo said: "You can guarantee yourself that even if the Tower of Babel is no longer there, at least there will be something to replace it."

For example, Rhode Island later, or the high walls that everyone built for themselves and their careers against the world.

Scout smiled and threw away the extinguished cigarette butt in his hand.

"To be honest, Brother Chen, you feel a little strange to me now."

"Oh?"

He didn't explain.

"When are you leaving?" Scout asked.

"Leave when Hedley comes out."

"Where are you going?"

"Confidential." Chen Mo shook his finger: "Some things have been done for a long time, and now it's time to finish them."

"I shouldn't ask, you have your own sources of intelligence."

"It doesn't matter, what are your plans next?"

"The situation in Taba Town needs to be reported to the Tower of Babel by a dedicated person, and the acceptance of refugees and the subsequent transfer of supplies also require the permission of the Tower of Babel. W's injury should not continue to stay here, I will let her be moved to the rear together. .”

"She must not be happy."

"But she couldn't resist. Maybe she was actually looking forward to it."