Onozuka Hitoshi, who had lost hope, could only walk back quietly. The ground was full of Japanese corpses, and some who had survived but were seriously injured. The wailing sounds were endless, and the smell of rottenness and despair were everywhere.

Along the way, Onozuka met many comrades who continued to rush to the beach to die. These people, like them, held the hope of survival but did not know that they were about to set foot in hell.

I was too lazy to remind me, and no one would believe him anyway.

Under a big tree, the familiar figure attracted the attention of Onozuka Hitomi. He quickly walked over and squatted down and looked at it carefully:

"Captain Hikawa Squadron? Is it you?"

Hearing the shouting, the Japanese raised their heads, and under the messy stubble was a face that was so hungry that it was skinny and boneless, but the sharp and mean triangle eyes and garlic nose had no change.

Onozuka Hitoshi recognized at a glance that this person was the Masao Nakasa Hikawa who led their team before going to the medical center.

"That's great. I didn't expect to meet you here. Where is the team now? Where is Yoshino?"

Onozuka Hitomi asked anxiously, he was worried that his fellow villager who gave him sweet potatoes would have died of a leg injury long ago.

"Murakami's meat is not delicious. Haga, Yusuke, you idiot, don't sprinkle the water..."

I don’t know if Masao Higawa recognized Onozuka, but the former’s eyes were dull, but he was muttering words in his mouth and saying a lot of things that were incomprehensible.

"Nani? Squadron Captain, what are you talking about? Please cheer up a little! What about the others?" Onozuka Hitoshi shook his shoulder vigorously, trying to wake him up.

"You are crazy? Don't kill me... Yoshino, yes! Yoshino is sick, he won't resist! I'll help you..."

But Hikawa Masao's eyes suddenly widened, his expression seemed to have seen something terrible. While pushing Onozuka away, he hugged his head with both hands and shouted in horror.

"Wuwu...Don't kill me...Wuwuwu..."

Before Hitoshi Onozuka could react, the guy suddenly fell to the ground and covered his face and cried bitterly, shouting so heart-wrenchingly.

"Haha...Murakami's meat is not delicious... Yes, Yoshino is sick..."

Before the tears were over, he suddenly grinned and began to repeat the words just now.

Onozuka Hitomi was disappointed. He realized that the squadron leader was mentally abnormal and did not know what the other party had experienced. Those comrades...

It is really hard to imagine what kind of desperate situation they encountered.

Looking at the crazy and mentally ill-behaved commander, Onozuka also felt powerless. Even if he wanted to help him, what could he do like a bird?

Now I can only let go of the helping complex and respect the fate of others.

Onozuka Hitoshi didn't stop and continued to walk aimlessly into the woods... but the more you walked back, the more you saw the tragic situation.

Those who can move went to the beach. Those who stayed in the depths of the jungle were either exhausted or lying quietly in the grass and waiting to die, or they were like crazy, sitting on the side of the road for a while, laughing wildly and crying, and the hopeless desperate situation made people collapse.

They were like they were forgotten by senior management, and they had not received any supplies for several months. Now they have become like being neither human nor ghost, and they have been living a difficult life.

At this moment, Onozuka Ren had been hungry for five days. He had eaten all the grass roots, leaves, and almost everything he could swallow, but his body was getting weaker day by day.

The long-term nutritional deficiency made him look the same as a zombie, and all kinds of hallucinations appeared in his sight, and even the corpses and carrion on the ground were regarded as delicious.

Onozuka Ren urged his cheeks and tried to imagine that he was chewing the taste of food in his mouth. He was exhausted and exhausted... At this moment, he could only use this method to welcome the arrival of death.

The severe hunger finally made Onotsuka faint. After a while, he was awakened by water with water. In a trance, there was a magical piece of meat in his mouth.

The smell of flesh that was thrusting at the nose instantly activates cells all over the body. Onotsuka tried hard to open his eyes, and what caught his eye was a smiling black face.

"Yosi, I knew you were still alive..."

Grinning his mouth with big yellow teeth exposed outside, the veteran took out the kettle with a smile.

The man in front of him was reminding himself on the beach not to rush to the front of him, the veteran, Ishiyongmura.

Unexpectedly, he survived again... as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, Onozuka Hitomi didn't care about it, and he started to eat it with the jerky meat in his hand.

Shiyongcun continued to preach, "Don't worry, this is monkey meat, I still have a lot of it."

Monkey meat?

Onozuka Hitomi felt a little puzzled. It’s already this sun, will there be monkeys in the forest?

But no matter how strange it was, he didn't have idleness in his mouth. He ate the jerky piece and drank a few more mouthfuls of water.

"Aligado... Shi Yongjun, I am so grateful! Please give me any instructions if you have anything to do."

After finishing the food, Onozuka Hitoshi immediately knelt down and thanked respectfully, saying that he had helped him twice, otherwise he would have died here, and this kindness was great.

"A real man, you have helped us before, haha."

Ishiyongmura smiled indifferently. In fact, he was younger than Onozuka Hitomi, but he had been enlisting in the army longer and looked like a veteran.

In addition, he always showed a not-so-smart smile. If he could wash his face well, Onotsuka would definitely be surprised by the immatureness of this soldier.

"Come with me, we still have companions."

…

After recovering a little bit of energy, Shi Yong took Onozuka to a hillside.

The rock wall here is half-concave to form a cave. In front of it is a banana tree forest, which can block the wind and rain and also provides them with a natural shelter.

"Uncle, I'm back."

After coming in, Shi Yong put the guns on his body aside casually, sat next to the fire, and added several pieces of fire to it.

The companion Shi Yong mentioned was the sergeant who cheated people in the team when he went to the beach.

It turned out that the military officer was also surnamed Shi Yong, and they were still close uncles and nephews. However, the other party was not in good condition at the moment, and he was very listless and seemed to be injured.

After seeing Hitoshi Onozuka, he didn't show too much expression, but just muttered a few words, and then he fiddled with the chopping board, cut the wild vegetables into pieces, and threw them into the dark-burned steel helmet.

That night, they didn't follow the large army to rush to the beach. They originally wanted to escape by fishing in the waters of the crane. Who would have thought that the Chinese people's firepower was so terrifying that they had arrived at the slaughterhouse?

After seeing the hopeless breakthrough, Shi Yong and the others planned to slip away. As for the other companions who went to die, they were not allowed to take care of them.

So the two collected some supplies and hid here. Unfortunately, the sergeant was hit on the back by stray bullets on the road. Although the position was not fatal, the bullets were still stuck in the flesh and blood, which was also the reason for his depressedness.

As wild vegetables and meat pieces were put into the steel helmet rice cooker, they churned back and forth in the boiling water, the rich and scented fragrance made people burst into tears.
Chapter completed!