Shen Xiaofu squatted into the trench and wanted to help the old man up, but he found that the old man's back was completely rotten, and his white bones were shockingly exposed.⊥,

The old man knew that his life was not long and signaled that Shen Xiaofu would not have to bother. Then he asked and even said in a pleading tone: "Xiaofu, the old man wants to ask you for help..."

Shen Xiaofu nodded without hesitation.

"The community's food and accommodation department has a forbidden area, and there is a tomb there, which is the tomb of special forces soldier Zhou Yong." The old man kept breathing hard and said with memories.

Shin Xiaofu frowned, looked at the old man who was in danger, and asked in confusion: "Special Soldier? Zhou Yong, a special soldier who once helped your community and then established the spearhead, wasn't you said he was just missing?"

"He's dead." The old man's chest hurt and he coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"Die..." Shen Xiaofu was stunned, his mind turned, and he was relieved soon.

What the old man said next was exactly in line with Shen Xiaofu's own guess.

It turned out that special soldier Zhou Yong was not missing, but died.

He did leave alone once and then go to complete some plans, but he didn't have to go back to the community.∮, one night, Zhou Yong appeared in the community again, and then got into the old man's tent as soon as possible.

At that time, Zhou Yong was seriously injured all over, and he was bitten by zombies on his body to no less than twenty parts. There was a blood hole in his lower abdomen. He died in the morning.

The old man was afraid that the people in the community would panic, so he took advantage of the dawn to bury Zhou Yong in the place near his tent in the food and accommodation department, and kept telling the people in the community that Zhou Yong had never come back after leaving.

"Cough cough..." The old man coughed violently, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, chest tightness and shortness of breathing, and breathing began to become difficult.

Shen Xiaofu wanted to pat the old man's back, but his hand stopped in mid-air. He was so impressed that the old man's back was broken...

The old man coughed violently, regardless of the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss and the pain of tearing his back, he grabbed Shen Xiaofu's hand and said tremblingly: "Zhou... Zhou Yong... left three things before he died! I... I buried the things with him... Cough cough!"

"Don't say it now!" Shen Xiaofu felt uncomfortable when he looked at the old man.

The old man shook his head and grabbed Shin Xiaofu's hand tightly and said, "He... he originally... gave the things to his friend when I met his friend, but in the end...he cough... but he didn't say the friend's name, and then... no one joined the community later. ￠￡,"

"You...you go back to the community, dig out things, tell the truth...that Dashun and others! Ying...heroes...should be...been...been...been...been..."

Shen Xiaofu saw the old man's breathing lighter and lighter. The old man's hand suddenly tightened, and then slowly loosened. His breathing gradually disappeared, his eyes slowly dimmed, his eyelids were placed under his eyes, and his life was gone...

The old man didn't finish his words, but Shen Xiaofu knew what the old man wanted to say.

The old man, the oldest person in the community, can understand his efforts. Whether it is the guards, spearheads or food and accommodation departments in the community, it is a responsibility in his eyes, how to make the community more harmonious, how to make the community safer, and how to make the community more secure.

Although there is no real leader in the community, the old man is the spiritual leader of everyone in the community. He is like the patriarch of a family. The old man did not tell the community about Zhou Yong, so the people in the community would fantasize that one day Zhou Yong would come back, which is at least a hope... If even Zhou Yong, who is so powerful, and the great special forces soldier, will be a huge psychological blow to the entire community!

At the last moment of his death, the old man suddenly realized that no matter what he was doing, the hero should let everyone know that if everyone misses and pays homage, that is respect and affirmation of the hero!

Shen Xiaofu took a deep breath. After waking up, he experienced Zhengcheng's escape, the battle of Luocheng, and the plot of the ancient city, but none of the three places were deeply touched in both places.

One is in the Blood Wolf Camp and the other is in the Peaceful Community.

Although the Blood Wolf Camp was a dictatorial management, he was moved by Jiang Qingjun's follower of the battalion commander and was moved by the death of the Blood Wolf Camp. He dared to roar when facing death, and he did not let go of hope in his heart when facing despair.

The Peaceful Community, Feel more.

In the peaceful community, the thin man loses humanity because of his obsession with survival, which makes him angry, but is touched; in order to wait for his wife and children, the third son tries his best to protect the community, and even unites with the Kaba people. He is angry, but his understanding is deeply touched, which is affection; the old man, the oldest elder, thinks about the community, and even goes against his will to cover up the truth about the sacrifice of a hero.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Xiaofu slowly straightened the old man's body and carried it horizontally out of the trench. He then concentrated the other four burnt or broken bodies one after another, placed neatly outside the trench, and then bowed deeply to them.

If they were really just for the community, they could escape when the Destroyer was present, but they chose to resist.

Shen Xiaofu looked at the old man and understood that it was because of Xiaolu. Maybe the old man was still thinking about the community. He felt that leaving Xiaolu would anger him, so he would rather sacrifice five of them than leave Xiaolu...

No matter what the reason is, the old man has won this love by himself!

Therefore, we cannot let five of them be exposed to the suburbs of the country, and we must transport them back to the community and buried them. But we cannot take five of them at the same time, so we have to wait for Qingyang, Taqi and Dashun to arrive.

When the old man finally told Dashun and Qingyang, he would tell them all that they had to pick up the things.

As for what special soldier Zhou Yong left behind, he was not in a hurry to know. Zhou Yong belonged to the community, so his things were naturally from the community.

The burning branches around were getting more and more vigorous, and gradually flames burned on the dead trees they moved, and the dry trees quickly burned.

More than a thousand dead trees were quickly ignited, and the whole night seemed to be daylight, with the sound of trees burning, and the silence that originally belonged to the night was completely broken.

The deer sat on Xiao Qiao's shoulder and watched it insanely. This scene was too magnificent and spectacular, like a world of fire.

Shen Xiaofu turned around and looked at the spectacular fire scene, thinking in his heart that it was a kind of memorial for the deceased and the heroes...
Chapter completed!