Longmen Memoirs

Chapter 45 Dark Injury

Is it the feel of a knife cutting flesh?Or is it training and fighting that goes beyond the limits of ordinary people and squeezes the body again and again?Or maybe it was just the brief moment of peace after the murder?

Chen Mo gradually became numb.

052 was very good at protecting Chen Mo as a shield guard. He remembered what Chen Mo said to him that day. This boy from the Fengtu tribe was indeed very talented as a shield guard. His tall and strong figure was very good. It is a strong shield.

He is the only person in the entire black wall who can talk to him.

To be honest, if it weren't for this black wall, people like Chen Mo wouldn't want to have much interaction with him. He doesn't like people who are too naive and kind. Being too naive is not called naive, it's called stupid, but being kind, Maybe not necessarily a positive word.

Being so kind as him, he became Chen Mo's accomplice. He thought that if he didn't kill people, he would be less guilty. But Chen Mo knew that he wouldn't, and he knew that, but he didn't want to believe it, and Chen Mo was also willing to maintain the status quo.

So it remained what it is now.

In daily fighting and training, they were forced to complete training beyond the capacity of adults. They were forced to memorize what they needed to remember in a very short period of time, and then find out what they remembered in the chaos.

They taught these people various techniques, killing techniques, driving, and became proficient in every necessary procedure, every weapon, every vehicle, every possible plan, every way to kill them.

More and more people began to fall down in the long and endless training. More and more people died in unknown mountains and forests during survival training again and again. More and more people died in their survival training. Under the trap, no bones were left.

But they still couldn't stop. Every day, every day, they were forced to learn things that they couldn't master originally, squeezing every ounce of strength and limit from their bodies.

Chen Mo couldn't see a trace of emotion in those people's eyes. To them, these people seemed to be tools, corpses, and a pile of rotten meat, thrown into this bottomless prison.

This is indeed how they treat these people. Under their hands, one by one we become what they want us to be.

Chen Mo's feelings are getting colder and colder. No one around him is willing to talk to you. You can't find anyone who can be called a human. The people living here are all beasts, and guys who are gradually turning into beasts.

But Chen Mo still thinks of 052, his teammate, who can always keep a smile. Although his smile has gradually become less and less, he will still smile from time to time that is uglier than crying.

He said to Chen Mo: He must remember what his mother said, and his mother would not lie to him.

Chen Mo didn't know what it felt like to force himself to laugh when he should cry.

Perhaps one day, Chen Mo would be like those wild beasts standing on high walls staring at him, staring at the actions of everyone below with eyes that have lost all emotion.

But not now, because 052.

In this process, the cooperation between 052 and Chen Mo became more and more tacit, as if they were tied to each other's hands by chains, truly tied together.

They had to entrust their lives to each other, and while maintaining this forced trust, they gradually came to truly trust each other.

Because when there is only one person who can talk to you, whether you want it or not, he will inevitably make you like him.

Chen Mo had to admit that he was lucky to have someone like 052 as his teammate, even though his eyes would inevitably show pity when he looked at himself after the murder.

But Chen Mo has become accustomed to this kind of mercy. After getting used to it, he realized that maybe he really needed this kind of mercy.

Not because he was pitiful, but because he told himself that he was still alive and had not yet become a beast that only knew how to kill like crazy.

Laughter and even crying have become a luxury here. Anything that is meaningless and a waste of energy is luxurious and not allowed.

But 052, this fool, reminded Chen Mo over and over again with his ugly smile, reminding him not to sink into hell and keep your humanity.

Chen Mo didn't know how long this kind of training would last. Every night and day, it was like he had no concept, slowly losing its original meaning in his life.

Maybe some people will start to regret, regret why they chose to come here in the first place, or maybe regret that they didn't die on the way here. 【+}

Death, such an originally simple thing, is not within your control in this place.

The only thing that can be controlled by you is your hands and your body. As long as you can still live and move, you must do it.

Chen Mo adapted more and more, and found more and more that his face seemed to be frozen by the cold winter snow, and those muscles seemed to be dead and no longer moved.

Instead, he kept crawling through quagmire after quagmire, moving forward tremblingly in the dense forest full of wild beasts and landmines, struggling like a beast in the Colosseum, or being awakened from his sleep one by one, He was blown to pieces by the Originium bomb thrown from the window.

"They want to kill us!" 052's voice trembled and screamed with a frightened face.

"They don't want to kill us, ahem..."

They had just escaped from the barracks that had been blown down by Originium explosives, and were leaning on the collapsed load-bearing back.

"They want us to kill ourselves!"

"I can't die." 052 squeezed the handle of his shield tightly with his left hand. If he hadn't remembered to bring his big shield when he escaped just now, their internal organs might have been shattered by the aftermath of the explosion.

"None of us can die." Chen Mo said calmly.

Is there anything else that can move me?

Maybe it's gone, Chen Mo thought.

He can only live like this day after day. When there are fewer and fewer people around him, he tries his best not to become one of them, and constantly warns himself in his heart - you are still a human being.

Recalling the memories of the past, the most heartwarming fragments in the memory, recalling the appearance of Tallulah and Chen, these appearances began to be worn away by me bit by bit in my increasingly fragmented memory, just like a tape.

The funny thing is that Chen Mo's increasingly good memory ability is not enough for him to remember these things.

He told similar lies to hypnotize himself so that he could hold on to the last bit and not fall into the abyss of darkness and despair.

This became the last thing he could decide, and how long can such "freedom" last?The more he thought about the past, the colder and lonely the place around Chen Mo became.

When I decided to come here, did I know that I would be in the situation I am in today? If I knew, would I start to regret the decision I made?

Chen Mo no longer dared to recall the past with Tallulah and Chen, because he began to feel fear, fear, and fear that he would eventually become distorted and become someone he did not recognize.

He was afraid that in this dark life, he would gradually develop resentment towards Chen and Tallulah.

He always wants to resent someone.

The high mental and physical tension kept him on the verge of collapse at all times, and 052 became the key to suppressing his collapse.

Perhaps this is the real meaning of this chain, because they knew that someone would collapse, so they found a way. But when you find that you can control your emotions, your emotions become colder and colder.

Are chains still necessary?

Chen Mo thought that his mature soul could withstand all kinds of hardships and tortures, but he always overestimated himself because he was not as great and persevering as he thought.

It is not even comparable to a child who can be modified at will. Because he does not understand anything, he will simply let others modify him.

He is just a very ordinary person, with an ordinary soul, ordinary outlook on life, and ordinary humanity. He has seen too many distortions of human nature.

Chen Mo couldn't tolerate himself becoming such a person. He wanted to leave here alive, and this made Chen Mo forcefully, reluctantly, and unwillingly slowly forget Tallulah and Chen from his mind.

Because they became Chen Mo's most fatal weakness and his invisible hidden wounds.

He went against his original intention. He chose to come to the Black Wall because of the agreement, and because of the Black Wall, he was forced to do so. He was extremely reluctant but willing to forget it.

Chapter 46 The Fall

In fact, snowstorms are far less scary than you think.

When you sit in a machine made of steel and the cold wind can no longer blow on you, you have become qualified to fight against it.

Chen Mo sat in the snow armored vehicle. The tracks gently pressed against the ice and snow on the snowfield and left the range of the black wall. The roar and heat of the engine melted the snowflakes in front of the vehicle.

The world outside the windshield is a vast white, with endless wind and snow in the white.

This is the first time they have come out of the black wall.

052 sat next to Chen Mo. People in the same carriage sat on both sides and stared at each other. The person on the opposite side also had an iron chain on his leg. The iron chain collided gently with the occasional bumps of the snow armored vehicle and made a loud sound. The crunching sound became the third sound after the wind outside the car and the roar of the engine.

The weak and almost inaudible breathing, and only the hot air coming out of the nose still told the people in the car that these people were not cold corpses, but living "people".

But unfortunately, if you are lucky enough to notice a pair of their eyes, you will doubt whether they can still be regarded as a "person". It is completely inconsistent with the temperament that a person of this age should have, with a stiff face and an indifferent expression. His eyes were filled with frost after being covered with ice and snow, and there was no trace of anger at all.

They sat quietly on the seats, their bodies swaying slightly with the bumps, and no one spoke. In this cold atmosphere, even sitting down would make ordinary people feel depressed and dull.

You will see their eyes falling on you from time to time. Even though they don’t want to see you, you can still feel from those eyes that they are thinking about how to kill you and chop up your muscles. Cut off that arm of yours.

In their eyes, there is no big difference between you and a piece of meat ready to be slaughtered.

But no one present, including 052, felt too uncomfortable with this look.

Humans are animals that are very good at getting used to things. After seeing too much, they no longer feel anything, let alone when Chen Mo chopped open other people's bodies, 052 was standing next to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo's body was soaked by the rain of blood flying all over the sky. The blood rain splashed on 052's face, and he just stretched out his hand to wipe it.

The car arrived at its destination.

Outside the tall deciduous forest, the group of people gathered outside the car.

The person who led them out thrust a long knife in front of them.

"Listen up, pick up the weapon in your hand, there is another settlement behind this forest, you only have 15 minutes."

He picked up the watch.

"Start now."

It was self-evident what he wanted this group of people to do. He didn't tell them what settlement they were in, and why they only had 15 minutes. He didn't even say what would happen if they didn't finish the task in 15 minutes.

But for people like Chen Mo, it actually makes no difference whether they tell or not.

Because the only thing they know and can do is killing. Apart from that, they have learned nothing, and there is always only one ending within the black wall.

052 didn't see the shield he wanted, and he had a bad premonition. When he looked over, Chen Mo had already pulled out the long knife inserted in front of him.

"013..."

"Let's go." Chen Mo said, stepping into the snow.

052 hurriedly pulled out his long knife and followed Chen Mo.

They walked through the coniferous forest at top speed, the snow falling from the leaves as they walked.

"What do they want us to do?" 052 is still asking.

"what can we do?"

A group of people quickly moved towards the destination. 052 glanced at the people who were wearing the same clothes as himself and ran quickly in front of him. He looked away and fell on the knife in his hand. He remained silent and just gritted his teeth to force himself. Don't ask Chen Mo again.

He didn't want to hear that answer.

The settlement is located deep in the coniferous forest, only one kilometer away from where the armored vehicle stopped. It took them less than 3 minutes to cross this distance.

And going back means that they also only have 3 minutes, leaving only 9 minutes for them.

How can 9 people kill all 20 infected people in a small settlement in just 200 minutes, not to mention that they can run away instead of just waiting there and letting you slaughter them.

No one likes to be slaughtered, and no one wants to die.

The people in this settlement are far away from the shelter of the city, living alone and difficultly in this vast forest, leading a savage life.

They don't have enough to eat, they don't have enough clothes to wear, their clothes are in rags, they are disgraced, but they are still alive.

Just because they are infected, they are not accepted by others, and just because they are infected, they do not deserve to live【>*

But they didn't hurt anyone.

They're just hiding here.Want to... live.

The long knife cut off the rough spear and cut off the man's neck so neatly and smoothly, as smoothly as cutting through butter with a hot knife. The scattered fragments of Originium were deeply embedded in the flesh and blood.

Black crystals stained with blood fell into the white snow.

Chen Mo didn't even have time to tell him why he wanted to kill him.

He should know better because he is infected?

Infected people should be killed, or should you be forced to wait for someone to chop off your head?

"Are they...infected?" 052 opened his eyes wide and clenched his fingers holding the long knife.

"They are infected." Chen Mo said. He took a step forward and passed the lifeless corpse.

"Are we here to kill them?" 052 stared blankly at the corpse at Chen Mo's feet.

"We've already done that."

What Chen Mo saw was a simple gathering place made of wood branches and leaves that was lit by flames. Outside the house were hanging several pieces of meat and dried fish waiting to be dried.

Wails and blood stained the white snow, broken limbs, and futile counterattacks before death. Children, old people, or women, when faced with those pairs of fearful, panicked and confused eyes, Chen Mo's eyes Not a trace of emotion crossed his mind.

He just watched as the knife cut through the thin animal skins and tattered clothes without any obstruction, cutting off the infected bodies one after another. Before the corpses could fall down, the evil beasts coming out of the black wall pounced on the next one. people.

It was as natural and natural as harvesting one straw after another, and from their eyes we could see bloodlust and madness, the desire ignited by blood and the pleasure of killing.

The feeling when the blade cuts through the bones and muscles should be easy to get addicted to, and the fear and wailing are like the most beautiful music in the world.

They dominate the lives of others, just like the high-ranking people in the Black Wall can also dominate their own lives. They have become their salvation, enough to soothe the many holes in the hearts of the Black Wall.