027 Trial test
Following the baby's cry, Eugene walked to the innermost part of the room, and then saw the crying baby lying helplessly on the ground, a small, dirty, fragile baby..
The body is covered in blood and stained with traces of war, but the innocent cries carry a purity that does not belong to this world; the corpses surround them, cutting off all signs of life, and the rotten smell of death permeates unbridled, but the newborn tenderness and joy are still in the cry. Announcement of the birth of life, like poppies blooming on a rotting corpse, seductive and deadly.
Eugene's steps slowed down involuntarily. He could no longer get closer. He could no longer get closer. The hands holding the rifle slowly lowered their hands. With a trace of doubt in his eyes, he stared blankly at the baby. The little creature whose face turned red from crying too much was at a loss..
He stood like this, quietly, with his narrow eyes calm. He had not smelled the breath of new life for so long that he had forgotten the existence of life. The stained face was indifferent and alienated, but There was a hint of panic and confusion, and even a hint of disgust and rejection, looming under the gloomy and sparse light..
Merril also came over and looked at the heart-wrenching baby. He was stunned, his eyes could not help but turn slightly red, but he just stood there, as if Eugene's feet had drawn an abyss boundary that could not be crossed..
Following Eugene's line of sight, Merrill raised his head and saw the big hole in the roof. The cold wind poured in wantonly, making people shiver. The baby's cry made the wind sound desolate and gloomy. "Many people are heading here." Blow through the mortars." Merrill couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile..
How ironic, isn't it? During the war, soldiers died and blood flowed in rivers, but what was even more terrifying was that innocent civilians also died in the wind, but no one cared at all..
“It doesn't matter." Eugene said calmly, his expressionless face seemed to clearly see the process of life gradually disappearing, the fragmented pain flashed in his eyes, and an indescribable sadness and despair filled his lips and teeth. Kailai. It turns out that indifference also has colors..
Another colleague walked in behind him. Looking at Eugene and Merrill who were stunned on the spot, he couldn't help but feel a little angry, "What the hell are you two doing standing still!" He walked forward and carefully took the baby into his arms..
Eugene didn't even realize that he took a step back. He actually took a step back. A trace of fear appeared on his indifferent face, as if the vigorous life would swallow up all the courage and determination in him, and then be exposed again. Showing his softness and vulnerability.
The baby was carried away, and they did not notice anything unusual about Eugene. Merrill confirmed that everyone else was dead, and then turned around and left, leaving Eugene alone, still watching blankly. The baby's mother - lying on the ground with her breasts exposed, cold and without any warmth. It seemed that one second she was still nurturing her child, and the next second she was separated from the yin and yang..
Eugene could not take his eyes away from the body lying in a pool of blood. He watched motionless and silently. As he watched, time slowly flowed on his shoulders, so cold that even angels could not spread their wings. Then, Eugene turned around and left. The calm emotions only had a few ripples, and then calmed down again..
I blinked, as if nothing had happened just now. Deathly silence..
Eugene left the innermost room and was about to go out when he heard a sound. The hairs all over his body stood up. He subconsciously clenched the rifle in his hand. The survival instinct/can make the bloody smell start again. "Japan..." came an intermittent choking voice from behind..
Eugene raised his rifle, turned around and approached cautiously, and then saw a woman with an Asian face behind the straw curtain. She fell on a pile of straw, breathing hard with her mouth wide open, her eyes raised like a pool of stagnant water. When she got up, when she saw Eugene, her eyes rolled slightly. There was still no light, but she tried her best to say again, "Japan..." Then she raised her hands and pointed to the back of her hands. The pattern seems to say: The Japanese killed all her family members.
However, she had no strength left, and tilted her head as she lingered, as if she could clearly see the process of life being drained from her body. She just stared at Eugene blankly, with a trace of desire deep in her eyes, begging for something. What. But, Eugene is still indifferent.
Eugene looked up and down coldly, and just watched quietly. He didn't enjoy it, but he didn't suffer either. There was only peace, as if he was watching the clouds rolling and relaxing in the water-washed sky, indifferent and peaceful, The unwavering eyes made people shudder amidst the filthy blood everywhere. A vague sadness and loneliness gently rippled out, as if one could see a transparent and ethereal soul walking in front of the deserted Huangquan Road. OK.
Then Eugene saw the grenade in her hand, and raised the gun again. The predator-like vigilance burst out instantly, and he could even clearly feel the tension in his muscles. With just a slight movement, The whole person can rush out and easily harvest the enemy's life..
No, when she saw Eugene's actions, the woman nodded slightly, and a stream of hot tears fell down, as if... she seemed to be begging Eugene to end her life. The woman reached out and opened her shirt, and cut it His belly was exposed, and his bloody intestines and internal organs flowed all over the floor..
She's pleading with Eugene to end her pain.
Eugene still stood there, his emotions were calm and his movements began to slow down. He just looked down at the woman. She stretched out her right hand with all her strength, trying to grab Eugene's gun barrel, but He was still indifferent. Death was too rare and common for him, just like his companion..
Finally, Eugene finally took a step, just two small steps, and then stood next to the woman. He would rather be close to a corpse than a baby..
The woman grabbed the barrel of Eugene's hanging gun, then pointed it between her eyebrows, and closed her eyes in relief. Her intention couldn't be clearer. Eugene put his finger on the trigger, which was the most familiar thing to him. His movements have evolved into his instinct. He himself can't even count how many people he killed, how many of them were Japanese, how many of them were innocent civilians... and how many of them were friendly forces accidentally injured..
With a slight contraction of his fingers, he could end this woman's pain with just a little force. To him, it was just a simple little action in daily life, not much different from eating and drinking..
But, he hesitated.
Seeing the woman let out a sigh of relief as if giving up, it seemed that all the pain in her body had dissipated like a tide, but the image of the crying baby just now appeared in his mind. There was a shallow look in her deep eyes. Struggling, but in excruciating pain, he closed his eyes in panic, hiding his true emotions, and then lowered his right hand. After all, he still failed to pull the trigger..
What is he fighting for? What is he insisting on for, why is he killing, and what is he trying to survive for? Where is God now? Shouldn’t God save and love the world? Didn’t God send Jesus to endure human suffering and disaster? So why is this woman lying here, why is that baby lying here, why are their fragile lives fading away, why are so many innocent people dying? How did God choose? Why did those people die? Why is he still alive?？
Why? Why on earth？
The woman noticed that the gun was hanging down, opened her eyes again, and then saw Eugene's deep eyes, with a painful struggle in them. She put down her right hand in disappointment, and looked at Eugene sadly and desperately. Then , the woman saw Eugene's cold and iceberg-like face slowly softening, and a ray of warm light flashed slightly with pain and suffering..
Eugene exhaled softly, bent down and put the gun aside, then held the woman in his arms, and slowly, slowly pressed her head into his chest. The warm breath made the woman reveal With a comfortable expression, it seemed that the pain was relieved a lot instantly.
Eugene looked down at the woman whose face was covered with blood. Bitterness danced gently on the tip of his tongue. He couldn't help but raise his right hand and gently stroked the woman's chin with his thumb, as if he was caring for his lover, focused and serious, stiff. The facial lines slowly melted away like this.
The woman stared at the soldier who was close at hand. The weak light fell sparsely through the door panel of the wooden house. The soldier's eyelashes like butterfly wings covered the true emotions in his eyes. She could only glimpse a corner, that fragile But the soul is slowly falling apart, as if witnessing the collapse of the entire world, magnificent and majestic, watching the kind, innocent, simple, friendly and sincere soul being sucked out of its vitality bit by bit, The firmness of faith gradually dissipated, and all the colors gradually receded from the soft golden color. In an instant, people held their breath..
The woman couldn't help but raise her left hand, weakly patted Eugene's arm, closed her eyes with difficulty, and absorbed the faint warmth..
Looking at the shattered life in his arms, Eugene couldn't bear to close his eyes, completely covering up the glistening water in his eyes. The refracted light in the corner of his eyes was extinguished in the blink of an eye, as if it was from God. The last trace of mercy and kindness. Then, Eugene hugged the woman into his arms, put his chin on the woman's forehead, and breathed out gently, lest he wake up the sleeping angel..
Women have fallen asleep forever; God has abandoned them forever..
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