[Should not ask + Lingduan] Cannon fodder and fighter jets

The author has something to say: I never thought of this CP myself! !

It was sunny after the rain, the sun was shining, and the air was filled with the smell of earth and grass.

A dozen or so ragged men hobbled along the muddy and potholed road.

Several nearby towns have just been hit by disasters, and there are refugees like beggars everywhere.

Ling Duan leaned on the wooden stick he picked up casually and hung at the end of the group of people.

His sensual cheeks were gone, and his eyes, which were big, cunning, and lively before, were also full of confusion and dullness. If you observe carefully, you can easily find the grievance reflected in his eyes.

To paraphrase his previous sentence, it is: "I have never suffered such a serious crime in my life!"

As the sun went down, the surrounding temperature began to rise.

Looking at the people getting farther and farther ahead, Ling Duan wiped the sweat from his forehead, rested for a while, and then quickened his pace.I heard them say that we are almost at the town ahead, where there is a special place for relief and resettlement of disaster victims.

"Look..."

".. Hurry up..."

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The people in front seemed to have discovered something, and they all surrounded it. The end of the mausoleum was a little far away, and they couldn't look carefully. They seemed to be scrambling for something.

Seeing this, his footsteps became faster, and he hoped that he could catch a leak when he passed by.

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When Lingduan arrived at the place, the looters had finished their stuff and continued on their way.

The last sloppy man who was about to go on the road saw him limping over, and sneered, "Damn lame, you want to snatch things while dragging your lame leg? You're dreaming!"

Ling Duan didn't answer the words, but stood aside with his head down, holding a stick, as if he wanted to get close but didn't dare.

The man looked at his reaction and found it very boring. He put the things in his arms and snorted before continuing on the road.

'what!If I had been before..." Lingduan raised his eyes and glared at the man who scolded him when he saw the man had left, but thinking of his current situation, the anger in his eyes turned twice and turned into unwillingness and grievance.

Looking down, he realized that it was a corpse that caused the looting just now.

The body was covered in mud, water and blood, and it was impossible to see the face clearly. The whole body was stripped to nothing, not even the rope to tie the hair was left.

There were some landslides on the side of the mountain. It is estimated that this person either fell off or was crushed or buried to death by the sliding mud and rocks.

Ling Duan rummaged around the corpse carefully for a long time, but he didn't even find a thread.

"Tch, I knew it was like this!" He got up angrily and was about to leave.

Suddenly, something grabbed his ankle.

"What the... ah!!! Oh my god!...let it go! Let it go! Let it go!..."

But no matter how Ling Duan struggled, the corpse's hands grabbed his ankles like iron clamps.

"Help!! Come on someone!! You are a corpse! You are a corpse! Come on!... Let go! Let go!"

"...Brother! Please! I didn't kill you!!..."

"...I didn't pick up your clothes either!......"

"..Don't look for me! Don't look for me!!.."

"The people in front did it!!"

Ling Duan is actually not very courageous, and he is particularly easy to cowardly when he is afraid. After a lot of struggle, he has already shrunk into a ball except for one foot being grabbed.

"Save...save..."

A hoarse and weak voice sounded, and Ling Duan trembled even more.

"help me...."

"...I...save..."

Sensing that the other party hadn't moved, Ling Duan peeked through the gap between his arms.

I saw that the corpse did not know when it opened its eyes, turned its head and stared straight at him.

"what!!!!"

Startled again, Ling Duan kicked the corpse firmly on the face.

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