The Greatest Showman (Big Play Bone)

Chapter 27 Sledgehammer test

Following the baby’s cry, Eugene walked to the innermost part of the room, and then saw the baby who was lying helplessly on the ground and howling, small, dirty, and fragile.

The whole body was stained with traces of war, but the cry of innocent cries was pure that did not belong to this world; the corpses surrounded and cut off all signs of life, the decadent breath of death permeated unscrupulously, but the immaturity and joy of the newborn were crying. Announcing the birth of life is like a poppy blooming on a rotting corpse, coquettish and deadly.

Eugene’s footsteps slowed down involuntarily. He could no longer get close, he could no longer get close, and his rifle hands were slowly lowered. There was a trace of doubt in the wood, and he looked at the baby in a daze. The little life whose face flushed because of crying too much was at a loss.

He just stood like this, stood quietly, his narrow eyes were calm, and it took too long to smell the new breath that he had forgotten the existence of life. The stained face was indifferent and alienated, but it faintly revealed a trace of panic and helplessness, and even a trace of disgust and rejection, looming under the gloomy sparse light.

Merrill also walked over and looked at the heart-piercing baby. He was stunned, his eyes flushed slightly, but he just stood in place, as if Eugene’s feet had drawn a boundary of an abyss, insurmountable.

Following Eugene’s sight and looking up, Merrill saw the big hole in the roof. The cold wind poured in, making people tremble. The baby’s crying made the sound of the wind dull and gloomy. “Many people are heading here. Blasted through the mortar.” Merrill couldn’t help but show a mocking smile.

How ironic, isn’t it? During the war, the deaths of soldiers flowed into rivers, but what was even more frightening was that those innocent civilians also passed away with the wind, but no one cared at all.

“It doesn’t matter anymore.” Eugene said calmly, his expressionless face seemed to be able to clearly see the process of retreat of life a little bit, the broken pain flickered in his eyes, and an indescribable sadness and despair lay between his lips and teeth Spread out. It turns out that indifference is also colorful.

Another colleague walked in behind him, looking at Eugene and Merrill who were stunned in place, and couldn’t help being a little angry, “What the **** are you two doing?” He stepped forward and carefully took the baby into his arms. .

Eugene didn’t even realize it. He took a step back, and then he took a step back, a trace of fear appeared on his indifferent face, as if the vigorous chance of life swallowed all the courage and determination in him, and then exposed again. Out of his softness and fragility.

The baby was held and left. They did not notice Eugene’s abnormality. Merrill confirmed that everyone else was dead, and then turned around and left, leaving only Eugene alone, still staring blankly. The baby’s mother lay on the ground topless/breasted/exposed/breasted, cold and without any temperature, as if she was still feeding her child one second before, and the next second was yin and yang.

Eugene couldn’t leave the corpse lying in a pool of blood at all. He watched motionlessly and quietly. Just watching, time flowed slowly on his shoulders, so cold that the angels could not open their wings. Then Eugene turned around and left, the calm emotions only rippled, and then he calmed down again.

blinked, as if nothing happened just now. Deathly silence.

Eugene left the innermost room, and when he was about to go out, he heard a movement. The hairs all over his body were erected, and he subconsciously clenched the rifle in his hand. Survival / let the **** breath begin again Diffusely, “Japan…” intermittent choking sounds came from behind him.

Eugene raised his rifle, turned around and approached cautiously, and then saw a woman with an Asian face behind the grass curtain, falling on a pile of straw, breathing hard with his mouth wide open, his eyes lifted 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. Pattern seems to be saying: The Japanese killed all her family.

However, she has no strength anymore. She tilted her head lingeringly, as if she could clearly see the process of vitality being drained from the body, she just stared at Eugene blankly, with a trace of longing in her eyes, begging for something. what. However, Eugene remained indifferent.

Eugene looked up and down coldly, just watching quietly. He doesn’t enjoy it but it doesn’t suffer. There is only peace, as if looking at the clouds above the water-washed sky, light and peaceful, his eyes without any fluctuations are shuddering in the filthy blood. A faint sadness and loneliness wafted gently, as if to see the transparent and ethereal soul marching on the empty Huangquan Road.

Then Eugene saw the grenade she was holding, and the gun was raised again, and the predator-like vigilance burst out instantly, and he could even clearly feel the tightness of his muscles, just a slight move. The whole person can rush out and harvest the enemy’s life easily.

I don’t want to. Seeing Eugene’s actions, the woman nodded gently, and a hot tear slipped down, as if… as if begging Eugene to end her life. The woman stretched out her hand and opened her shirt, revealing her cut belly, **** intestines and internal organs flowing all over the floor.

She is begging Eugene to end her pain.

Eugene was still standing in place, his emotions were calm and his movements began to slow down. He just looked at the woman condescendingly. She stretched out her right hand with all her strength and tried to grab Eugene’s barrel, but He remained indifferent. Death is too sparse and common for him, just like his partner.

Finally, Eugene finally took a step, just two small steps, and then stood beside the woman. He would rather be near a corpse than a baby.

The woman grabbed Eugene’s down barrel, then pointed her eyebrows, and closed her eyes like relief, her intention could not be clearer. Eugene put his finger on the trigger. This is his most familiar action. It has evolved into his instinct. He himself cannot count how many people he killed, how many were Japanese and how many were innocent. Civilians…how many are friendly forces injured by accident.

With a slight shrinkage of his fingers, he can end the pain of this woman with just a little effort. For him, it is just a small movement in daily life, not much different from eating and drinking.

But, he hesitated.

Watching the woman give up and let out a sigh of relief, as if the pain all over his body was dissipating like the tide, but the baby crying just appeared in his mind. There was a shallow struggle in the deep eyes, but he was in pain. He closed his eyes in a panic, concealed his true feelings, and then lowered his right hand, after all, he could not pull the trigger.

What is he fighting for? What is he insisting on, killing for what, and surviving for what? Where is God now? Shouldn’t God save and love the world? Didn’t God send **** to bear human suffering and disasters? So why does this woman lie here, why does that baby lie here, why their fragile lives will gradually dissipate, why those so innocent people will die? How did God choose, why did those people die, and why is he still alive?

Why? Why on earth?

The woman noticed that the gun was hanging down and opened her eyes again. Then she saw Eugene’s deep eyes, with a painful struggle under her eyes. She put down her right hand in disappointment and looked at Eugene sadly and desperately. Immediately afterwards, the woman saw Eugene’s indifferent iceberg-like face slowly softening A ray of warm light flashed slightly with pain and suffering.

Eugene let out a sigh of relief, bent down to put the gun aside, and then hugged the woman in his arms, slowly and slowly hugging her head into his chest, the warm breath let the woman reveal With a comfortable expression, it seemed that the pain eased a lot in an instant.

Eugene looked down at this blood-stained woman, bitterly dancing on the tip of his tongue, he could not help raising his right hand, and gently stroked the woman’s jaw with his thumb, as if he was caring for his lover, focused and serious, stiff In this way, the facial lines slowly melted away.

The woman stared at the soldier close at hand. The faint light spilled through the door panel of the wooden house, sparsely. The soldier’s eyelashes like butterfly wings concealed the true emotions in her eyes. She could only see one corner, that fragility. But the soul of is slowly and slowly disintegrating, as if witnessing the collapse of the entire world, magnificent and magnificent, watching the kind, innocent, simple, friendly, and sincere soul being pulled away from the vitality little by little, The firmness of faith gradually dissipated, and all the colors gradually faded from the soft gold, and people held their breath in an instant.

The woman couldn’t help raising her left hand, patted Eugene’s arm weakly, and closed her eyes with difficulty, absorbing the faint warmth.

Seeing the broken life in his arms, Eugene closed his eyes unbearably, and completely concealed the shining water in his eye sockets. The refraction of the light in the corner of his eyes was extinguished in a blink of an eye, as if it were from God. The last touch of mercy and kindness. Then Eugene took the woman into his arms, pressed his chin against the woman’s forehead, and exhaled gently, lest he awakened the sleeping angel.

Women, they fell asleep forever; God abandoned them forever.