My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

He had no choice but to walk forward. Gu Zhuo's vision was obstructed by the red mist, and he could only see a blur of blood. What Gu Zhuo hates the most is the color red, which reminds him of blood, war, and all other bad things.

Those bloody handprints echoed in Gu Zhuo's mind, and he was thinking, what on earth was left behind?

He had no answer, so he could only walk forward aimlessly. No matter where the end point was, he couldn't stop, otherwise he would be trapped in this illusion of death forever.

After walking for who knows how long, he vaguely saw some black shadows appearing in the red mist. These shadows stood scattered in one place, seeming to be guiding Gu Zhuo.

Regardless of whether it was a trap or a hope, it was the only thing that could be seen besides the red mist. Gu Zhuo rushed towards those shadows.

He rushed in front of those black shadows, but the shadows disappeared the moment he got closer.

Gu Zhuo stretched out his hand and rushed toward the shadow farthest from him that had not had time to disappear. He rushed over and finally caught the last black figure.

He saw clearly the appearance of the black shadow, it turned out to be Gu Zhuo himself!

That was Gu Zhuo who was still during the war.

His face was covered with dust and smoke from the battlefield. He was wearing a steel helmet and combat uniform, holding a rifle in his hand and a grenade hanging from his waist.

His eyes were indifferent, a look of despair and numbness after having killed countless people and seen countless lives and deaths.

Gu Zhuo was stunned. He let go of the black shadow, and the black shadow gradually retreated into the red mist, and finally disappeared.

As the black shadow dissipated, Gu Zhuo saw that the red mist also dissipated, and the scene suddenly changed to a battlefield with flying dust and bullets flying randomly.

Bodies were strewn all over the ground, and the flames of bullets in the distance were as sharp as needles. Tank tracks passed on the ground, and the earth was wailing. In mid-air, countless bombers buzzed by, dropping cannonballs on the ground, and a cannonball landed next to Gu Zhuo.

The shell hit Gu Zhuo. Gu Zhuo stared blankly for a few seconds. Suddenly, a person jumped on him and rolled him to the ground next to him.

The next second, the artillery shell exploded with a "boom", and the debris of the artillery shell flew out, bringing up a piece of dust and hitting Gu Zhuo's face and body.

This feeling was so real. Gu Zhuo touched his face, and the dust appeared on his fingertips.

Where is the war machine I originally wore? ?

Gu Zhuo was in a trance when he heard a familiar voice:

"You brat, why are you so dazed! Did you know that you were almost killed by a bomb just now!"

When Gu Zhuo heard this voice, he was startled again. Then he looked up and saw that the person talking to him turned out to be his teammate who had died on the battlefield a long time ago, **.

Gu Zhuo would choose to save Chao Ying in the ice and snow because Chao Ying reminded him of **.

This is a veteran who will call him a new recruit and rush home with his tail between his legs because he doesn't know how to fight, but he will risk his life to save him every time.

This will teach him that when he first picks up a gun and goes to the battlefield, charging with his eyes closed is the most difficult thing for a veteran to die.

At this moment, he was standing in front of him alive again, with a gray face, and the helmet on his head was worn backwards.

"A recruit's egg is a recruit's egg. If a cannonball explodes next to you, you won't even know how to run! Waiting to die!"

** pulled him up from the ground and scolded him a few more times.

Seeing that Gu Zhuo had been stunned and silent, he patted Gu Zhuo on the shoulder:

"What are you thinking about? Don't be in a daze. This is a battlefield. Is this a place where you can be in a daze?"

"no."

Gu Zhuo answered him subconsciously.

"Then come and rush with me. What are you thinking about here!"

** said, picked up the gun, made a gesture to Gu Zhuo, and then rushed forward.

Gu Zhuo lowered his head and saw that at some point, he had an extra rifle in his hand.

He followed Wang Yang mechanically and rushed forward with him.

Wansui's words echoed in his mind:

If you really die in this illusion, you will really die permanently.

He clearly knew that this was still Zhu Zihan's death illusion, but the police were charging in front, and he had to rush with him. They are comrades-in-arms and brothers. He is Gu Zhuo's first friend in his life.

On the entire battlefield, Gu Zhuo's army seemed to be the only one left with him and **, the two of them were like two lonely beasts, shuttling among the ruins. In front of them was a dense hail of bullets.

"Recruit Danzi, don't be afraid. I'm protecting you from the front. I've seen battles like this too many times!"

"I'm not afraid, just be careful!"

Gu Zhuo answered him.

The two of them just responded to each other. Gu Zhuo hadn't seen ** for a long time, and hadn't heard him speak for a long time. Now that he saw him, Gu Zhuo couldn't help but want to say a few more words to him.

"Lao Wang, I like someone!"

"Damn it, you must be sick. There are big men in our company, and you have fallen in love with these old men! Damn it, don't fall in love with me!"

"Nonsense, I have fallen in love with a girl. She is very nice and beautiful. Lao Wang, you will wish me happiness!"

Hearing this, ** turned to look at him, smiled at him, and said:

"Gu Zhuo, if this is really the case, when the war is over, you will get married. I will be the best man. Treat me to a wedding banquet and I will give you a big red envelope!"

"Okay, when the war is over, I will marry that girl. I will call you, captain, company commander, and Lao Yu them..."

As Gu Zhuo spoke, tears suddenly came out.

None of the people he just mentioned survived the war.

He watched them die in front of him, but there was nothing he could do.

This is an eternal wound in his heart, a wound that will never heal in his lifetime.

After the war, he lost hope for the future and suffered recurring nightmares and pain. He didn't have any friends anymore, all his friends died in the war.

What did war bring to people?

Gu Zhuo was in a daze. Looking at the woman's back, he felt like he had to follow him and charge like this for the rest of his life.

The next second, a stray bullet was shot towards the gun.

"Watch out!"

Gu Zhuo's breathing was stagnant, his pupils dilated, and he rushed toward his chest.

That stray bullet!

It was that stray bullet that shot through **'s heart and killed ** on the battlefield. There was no way he could be saved!

Gu Zhuo rushed forward, trying to block the stray bullet for him.

He knew that he might die if he did this, but he couldn't think about it that much anymore. He had to do this. He couldn't accept the mother dying in front of him again!

But after all, his movements were half a step too slow, and his chest was still hit by the stray bullet.

Gu Zhuo heard a "pop" sound, which was the sound of a stray bullet piercing the woman's heart.

That was the sound of Death swinging his scythe.

** fell down.

"No!"

Gu Zhuo rushed over, knelt in front of him, and grabbed him tightly.

He saw that the woman's eyes were gradually becoming distracted, and her body exuded an aura of despair and mourning.

It was this aura that made Gu Zhuo determined to save Chao Ying.

But he could save Chaoying, but he couldn't save **. This was the second time.

"No!"

Gu Zhuo roared like a defeated dog.

He looked at the dying woman and then at the gun in his hand.

The sorrow and pain had completely engulfed him, and his illness never recovered. After the war, Gu Zhuo suffered from post-war stress and traumatic reactions. He abused drugs and suffered from insomnia and despair all night long.

After the situation got a little better, he became a little numb, lost all hope and vision for the future, alienated himself from the outside world, and was often haunted by countless ghosts in his dreams. He knew that his illness would never be cured and he could only suppress it.

Now, the despair in his heart suddenly reached its peak again. He was in so much pain that there was no way to relieve it.

He has always been a patient, and Chaoying was his medicine. Now that the medicine is no longer around, Gu Zhuo tremblingly raised the gun in his hand.

He wanted to end it all.

He was in so much pain.

A normal person simply cannot understand the pain of a mentally ill person, they cannot empathize.

No one knew that a huge tsunami had set off in Gu Zhuo's heart.

"Gu Zhuo..."

But at this moment, ** stretched out his hand and grabbed Gu Zhuo's gun.

"Gu Zhuo..."

He shouted Gu Zhuo's name, and he would spit out a mouthful of blood when he said a word.

"Keep charging. As long as you dare to close your eyes, nothing can kill you."

"Click"

Gu Zhuo let go of the gun and it fell to the ground, leaving two lines of tears in his eyes.

**died. Die a second time.

Gu Zhuo looked at his wife saying the last words to him with the most desperate and sad eyes, almost like a dead person.

His eyes lost all light, like black holes, sucking away all the emotions that belonged to him. Only tears continued to flow out of the black hole, like a hanging Milky Way.

"Lao Wang, I understand."

Gu Zhuo gently placed the corpse on the ground.

Then he stood up and closed his eyes.

The entire battlefield was in a commotion. The sound of bullets, artillery shells, and the howling wind mixed with the roar of soldiers all swept into Gu Zhuo's ears.

Gu Zhuo closed his eyes and began to charge forward.

He imagined that beside him were the squad leader, the company commander, the comrades, and the comrades he had lost.

It is true that he cannot defeat his inner demons, but he absolutely cannot die.

He will keep charging, taking all his dead comrades with him, and keep charging.

What can't defeat him can only make him stronger.