time, Han Xinye also came speeding towards them on a jet ski after making a big circle.Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly. He picked up the pistol that had fallen to the ground and poin...Chapter 133: Once, Sharing Life and Death!
No matter the vicissitudes of the world or the sorrows of humanity, what remains unchanged is only time.
Even though several years have passed, Wang Zheng can still smell a faint trace of blood here. This makes him frown involuntarily; he narrows his eyes in his characteristic way, and smoke seems to fill his eye slits.
The verdant mountains remain as lush as ever, with thickets of shrubs and brambles everywhere. As far as the eye can see, there is vitality all around, but few know how brutal a battle once took place here, where one side was heavily outnumbered yet had been well-prepared with ambushes while the other plunged into enemy territory alone, trusting their so-called comrades-in-arms.
With time's passage, although both sides suffered heavy casualties back then, many still survived. Though Dragon Scale Corps nearly lost its designation in that last battle where most of its main force was annihilated, there were still many former comrades who survived and had been carrying out other tasks without participating in this doomed campaign, thus becoming the most precious forces for rebuilding Dragon Scale.
Memories flash before his eyes like a movie, Wang Zheng silent.
This place has always been forbidden to him; it was only during those four years of the final battle that he came here once. Although on the surface everything looked easy and relaxed for him, nobody knew how much pressure he, as Dragon Scale's captain, had to bear when coming back again to this place.
Sheng Fei still held Wang Zheng’s hand; she could clearly feel his thoughts inside her heart because she shared similar feelings, grieving over the death of her father here. Such pain and sorrow.
The outside world was peaceful, but such a brutal battle had taken place in this unnoticeable deep mountain area. However, ironically enough, this seemingly grand battle wasn’t about human peace but rather some people’s obsession with power and their insatiable desire to control.
"Look at that tree," Wang Zheng pointed at the rare spruce which was over twenty meters tall, a look of nostalgia in his eyes. "I once shot three heads off right there."
Sheng Fei listened quietly without speaking; she couldn’t comprehend the blood and danger behind this.
"But back then, there was a left-handed sharpshooter on the other side who could pinpoint targets just by sound. If I hadn't immediately changed positions after each shot, that guy would have definitely killed me several times."
Recalling these events, Wang Zheng smiled faintly with an expression that seemed casual and carefree, but Sheng Fei clearly sensed the soul-shaking fear from those moments of life-and-death peril.
"Maybe you don't know, but special forces operations are vastly different compared to regular troops. Although our capabilities in the Chinese military are unparalleled, we're still flesh and blood. When falling into a well-laid trap facing enemies several times more numerous with heavy weaponry, even the most formidable individual skills become useless."
Sheng Fei knew that Wang Zheng was opening up about his scars to show them to her.
"In fact, so-called battles are essentially just a series of escapes.
"With just a simple full-scale artillery barrage from the enemy, we lost more than half our troops," Wang Zheng's voice was calm but his speech was slow: "Those bastards actually allied with outsiders to對付我們。總有一天我會消滅這些傢夥，一個不留。"
Sheng Fei had known Wang Zheng for so long and never seen him in such an unsteady state, never seeing such a ruthless look in his eyes.
Watching Wang Zheng's bloodshot eyes and clenched fists, he seemed like a ferocious leopard brimming with hatred, ready to snap the neck of any enemy at any moment.
Seeing Wang Zheng like this made Sheng Fei suddenly feel heartache. She grabbed Wang Zheng's hand even tighter as if holding hands could somehow relieve this man beside her from his pain.
Unconsciously, they had been walking in the jungle for quite some time.
"Sheng Fei, look over there," Wang Zheng pointed at a thicket: "When Old Sheng and I came here, an enemy was hiding there."
Sheng Fei's heart trembled: "My dad... he was here..."
"Yes." Wang Zheng didn't want to recall but had to: "By the time we realized something was wrong, it was too late. I should have been hit, but unexpectedly Old Sheng suddenly pulled me behind him and took an entire burst of bullets."
The bloody scenes from that day were still vividly in his mind, yet Wang Zheng's courage to return here and confront everything anew indicated he had made great progress.
Sheng Fei was originally a well-behaved girl; such bloody war scenes seemed too far removed from her. Yet after hearing Wang Zheng’s account, she felt like she could empathize as if she were in that blood-soaked battlefield herself.
This place was once the battlefield. No smoke or gunfire to be seen now, only lush vegetation and the remains of everything having long been buried underfoot, blending into the earth without a trace.
"What happened to that guy later" Sheng Fei asked after a long silence.
"I stuffed a grenade in his mouth," Wang Zheng paused for a while before saying: "Let me take you to see Old Sheng’s grave."
Sheng Fei trembled, barely able to believe what she was hearing as tears began welling up in her eyes.
"I carried Old Sheng for days and had to evade the pursuing enemies. In that situation, I didn’t think there was a way out of this place, so I buried him. This is my fault."
"That place isn't too far from here but we'll have to drive around." Wang Zheng discerned the direction in the dim light and said: "After burying Old Sheng, I turned back and killed over twenty people; this resentment I can’t swallow."
The scene of a blood-stained person揹著另一具血人屍體艱難地在叢林中跋涉的畫麵不由浮現在盛霏眼前。那需要怎樣堅強的心境才能忍受這樣的悲痛，並堅持到如此地步。
盛霏哭了，她突然感到心底深處彷彿有一處正在融化。
這纔是真正的戰士。
眼淚如決堤的洪水般從盛霏眼中湧出。此刻，她隻想好好抱住眼前的這個男人——那個堅強得讓她想要保護的男人。
盛霏轉過臉，雙臂張開緊緊地抱住王錚，把頭埋在他的肩膀上，身體不斷地顫抖著，淚水很快濕透了王錚的衣服。
"真是個傻丫頭。" 盛霏的突然舉動讓王錚吃了一驚，他想要伸手拍打她的後背，卻發現她抱得更緊了。
“那就哭一會兒吧。”看著痛哭的盛霏，聞著淡淡的香氣，王錚眼中閃過一抹說不出的憐惜。
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"就是這兒。" 此時天已放亮，王錚指著麵前的一棵參天大樹說道，“我還在這上麵刻了個‘S’，意為老盛。雖然這麼做在戰場上是禁忌，但我怕以後會找不到地方。”
“就在那裡。”王錚抬手指向三米遠處樹乾上一個極為模糊的大寫的"S"，就像古老的碑文，在無聲地訴說著什麼。
而老盛就在這棵大樹旁長眠。
一想到自己的父親死後被埋在熱帶叢林裡還要被蚊蟲侵擾，盛霏的心痛得難以呼吸。
雙手捂著嘴，盛霏的眼淚再次大滴落下。
王錚卻認真整理了一下衣服，然後鄭重地看著樹前的一塊地方。那裡的草和灌木明顯比其他地方稀少。
"老盛，我帶小霏來看你了。天天唸叨的小霏長大了，你現在過得怎麼樣？看著開心嗎？”
聽到王錚的話，盛霏淚水再次奔湧而出，止也止不住。
"I still remember that you liked to drink, but your tolerance for alcohol wasn't great. Every time you secretly had two cups, the old man would catch you and specifically told me not to let you have any, saying it would affect your judgment. But now it doesn’t matter anymore; I brought you two bottles of the specialty Xiao Pi Tribute Wine from NANJI, 56 degrees, enough for you to enjoy for a while."
Wang Zheng took out two bottles of wine from his backpack and unscrewed the caps, gulping down a large mouthful himself.
A strong, pungent spicy taste went down his throat straight into his heart, burning him all over.
"This wine is hot."
Half-closing his eyes as he said this sentence, Wang Zheng then poured the two bottles of wine onto the ground in front of the tree.
"Don't just cry, tell your dad something," Wang Zheng stepped back and patted Sheng Fei who was crying with tears streaming down her face.
"Old Sheng, your daughter has come to see you." A bitter smile appeared on Wang Zheng's face. "Although you can’t see, I know that you can feel."
“Dad.” Despite being choked up, Sheng Fei’s face showed the same kind of smile as Wang Zheng.
"Comrade Sheng Zaichao, you are a good comrade and soldier, but not a good father." Sheng Fei's voice was calm yet warm.
“But I don’t blame you; I know that in everyone’s life there are certain things worth rushing towards. Comrade Sheng, you are an idealistic person, yes, an idealistic man.”
“I used to be angry at you for not coming home often, being absent when Mom was alone and crying, never showing up during my parents' meetings, and never standing up for us when we were bullied by neighbors. But as I grew up, I slowly understood you. It wasn't until this trip that I learned from Wang Zheng’s mouth that I am the daughter you care about most, your biggest pride in life."
Seeing Sheng Fei's words evoke emotions, Wang Zheng felt a bit choked and looked up at the lush branches of the tree.
"Dad, Wang Zheng brought me here to see you. You must have seen that your daughter is living well and will live even better. Unfortunately, there are no perfect things in this world; my greatest wish was to be able to bring you back to our Liren Town and spend the rest of your days with Mom. Although it seems like I can't realize this dream anymore, just being so close to you now is good."
Sheng Fei smiled at last: "Dad, I will be as strong as you, living well."
Seeing Sheng Fei's beautiful face with tears, Wang Zheng felt a bit heartbroken.
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