The River Flows East to the Whistle

Li Xuan sat on the chair in front of Jiang Liu, and Jiang Liu sat on Li Xuan's bed.

Li Xuan's room was messy and dark, and the sound of the body bag being zipped came from downstairs, as piercing as a knife.

Li Xuan lowered his head, his face pale, unconsciously biting his nails.

Jiang Liu felt that he was soaking in boiling water.

"Mission, what is it?"

Li Xuan raised his head in panic, as if he couldn't understand Jiang Liu's words for a while.

"What did he go through?" Jiang Liu closed his eyes and opened them again, trying to calm himself down. He felt that he was on the verge of collapse.

"Take medicine, you need to take medicine." Li Xuan stood up abruptly from the chair, grabbed Jiang Liu's medicine bottle on the table, and unscrewed the cap with shaking hands. Jiang Liu saw the blood stains on his fingertips.

"Fever-reducing medicine, double the dose." Li Xuan wanted to pour the pills in the bottle into his hands, but his hand shook, and the pills fell all over the floor.

The room fell silent, and for a moment, Li Xuan put the medicine bottle back on the table, and opened his mouth as if giving up, his voice was as dry as a dead leaf in the autumn wind.

"This is Black Gold, the No.13 war zone in the west. It is the place where the battle is fiercest on the entire border."

The ominousness in Jiang Liu's heart boiled to the extreme.

"In front of this mountain, we have two regiments at the top. Behind this mountain is the core of the Tang Empire's air defense system. Once this place is lost, Xitu's planes can bomb half of Datang's territory. "

"What does this have to do with me?" Jiang Liu's brain was a little numb.

"Do you know how important sentries are in war? In many cases, the number of sentries on the front line determines the victory or defeat. On the front line here, at least 500 sentries are stuffed, all of which are unbound."

Jiang Liu's back began to feel cold.

"You should know that in the last world war, guides were slaughtered in large numbers, so that the ratio of guides to sentries in the current population is close to 1:50. In other words, the empire simply cannot recruit enough guides to accompany the army. However, the frontline The Sentinel must end the appeasement and counseling on a regular basis, otherwise it will inevitably go berserk..."

"So..." Jiang Liu stood up slowly from the bed, feeling his feet trembling.

"Young guides under the age of 15 won't produce bonding fever..." Li Xuan's voice was as cold and piercing as a knife scraping a steel plate.

"You can't do this..." Jiang Liu took a step back in panic, he was vaguely aware of something.

"Here is the sentry's rest station." Li Xuan approached Jiang Liu step by step. "Your responsibility is to guide all the sentries."

Jiang Liu pushed Li Xuan away and ran towards the door, but was pulled back by Li Xuan and pressed on the bed. Jiang Liu felt Li Xuan's hand pressing hard on his temple, and a powerful hint came from the junction of the skin. Pushed over: Can't resist, can't resist!

Jiang Liu found that he couldn't even scream, and in front of his eyes, the sky outside the window, split a dazzling morning light.

"Do you want to watch these sentinels die on the front line? If they die, this position will be lost! Airplanes from West Turkistan will bomb our cities, and countless people will die! We will lose this war! Only you can help them!"

Amidst Li Xuan's shouts, the communicator that fell on the ground rang.

"Doctor, doctor, the sentries are down, and the car will be here soon."

Jiang Liu saw Li Xuan's eyes in pain and despair, just like the eyes of that child before he died...

"How many people are there?" Li Xuan picked up the communicator and asked emotionlessly.

"15."

15...

"Tell them to wait outside the breakout room and get ready right away."

"No, you can't." Jiang Liu yelled hard, but the sound he made was just a murmur.Li Xuan dragged Jiang Liu's body and dragged him downstairs.

Li Xuan dragged Jiang Liu into one of the two rooms downstairs, and Jiang Liu felt the strong sentinel pheromone coming from the next door.

Jiang Liu saw clearly the furnishings in the room, which reminded him of the prison visiting room.

A layer of plexiglass was so thick that it was blurry, dividing the room into two halves. Li Xuan dragged Jiang Liu to a chair behind the glass.

"What do you want?" Jiang Liu's consciousness was a little blurred by the struggle and undissipated heat, but he could still see two semicircular holes at the junction of the glass and the countertop. Two leather loop straps are fastened to the top.

"No, no."

Li Xuan didn't seem to hear Jiang Liu's protest at all. He took Jiang Liu's hand and stuffed it into the hole under the glass.

"Let me go!" Jiang Liu's struggle did not bring Li Xuan any hesitation. Jiang Liu's two hands were firmly fixed on the countertop, and his hands passed through the hole and were exposed on the other side of the glass.

"Doctor Li, can you come in?" A soldier outside the door urged anxiously and timidly.

"Two minutes later." Li Xuan's voice sounded like a commander on the battlefield, but he himself was trembling like a frightened child.

"You will see the heart of each sentinel." Li Xuan said to Jiang Liu with a trembling voice, "You will see the most painful and intense emotions experienced by the sentinel these days. Or is it too delicate? Whole fragments, or chaotic fragments. You experience them, weaken them with your psychic powers, and wash away the most painful parts."

As Li Xuan said, he took out an injection from the cabinet in the room. "Once skin-to-skin contact, you guide the body's instinct to do everything, and this medicine can help you."

Jiang Liu felt the tingling pain of the needle tip piercing into his shoulder. In an instant, Jiang Liu's spiritual tentacles spread out in all directions uncontrollably, and the spiritual world seemed to be illuminated by lights, making him extremely sensitive to pain.

"No! Doctor, let me go, or I will die tonight. I would rather commit suicide than give in to you. Trust me!" Jiang Liu said to Li Xuan, lying on the table, gritted his teeth.

"Your mental barrier will be shielded by me." Jiang Liu felt Li Xuan tremblingly standing beside him, unfolding his fragile mental barrier.In an instant, intense despair and pain were transmitted along the spiritual tentacles. In addition, there were... worries, attachments...

"Doctor..." Jiang Liu raised his head and looked at Li Xuan, "Your sentry is on the front line..."

Li Xuan lowered his head and clenched his fists.A spiritual thread poked into Jiang Liu's consciousness with hints.Don't hint at me, don't engrave anything in my consciousness anymore!

"Remember your sentinel, he only brought supplies for ten days, he will come back, ten days. You have to live until that time, and live to wait for him to come back."

The tall and silent figure appeared in front of Jiang Liu.

"doctor……"

"Don't call me a doctor, for you, I'm not a doctor."

Li Xuan raised his head, facing a door opposite the glass, "Soldier, bring them in!"

Before the words were finished, a bloody sentry knocked open the door and fell to the floor.

"Guide, give me a guide!"

The sentinel roared and slammed into the glass, leaving a spattered smear on the already dirty and old glass.

"Don't let him touch me, don't." Jiang Liu protested uselessly, but Li Xuan didn't even twitch his eyebrows until the bloody hand came up to him.

"Ah——!" Jiang Liu's roar echoed in the small counseling room. He saw the heart of the sentinel. A mine exploded in front of his eyes. The huge explosion sounded like the end of the world, and the human body was shattered into pieces. , Under the sentinel's precise vision, countless bloody and disgusting fragments, every pungent smell, the stench from blood, the acid from the burst stomach, and the bitterness of bile from the liver.Also, the tiny wounds on the skin cut by countless bomb fragments, each of which is as painful as a blade cutting off a hand or foot.

All the pain unfolded unreservedly in Jiang Liu's senses, Jiang Liu twitched, and was pressed down hard by Li Xuan on the table.

"Save him, you are the guide, protect him."

Jiang Liu felt his spiritual power being torn out of his body from the contact surface of his skin, like water being sucked away by a sponge.

Amid Jiang Liu's heart-piercing roar, the sentinel slowly lowered his head, and weakly slid to the ground, like a extinguished flame.

"It's time, go out." Li Xuan ordered coldly and fiercely.

The sentinel kneeling on the ground was silent for a moment, let go of Jiang Liu's hand, and left without saying a word with his head down.

"Li Xuan, Li Xuan..." Jiang Liu lay powerlessly on the table, tears and snot running down his face. "Wait a minute, wait a moment..."

"There is no time to wait. Each sentry is limited to half an hour. Today there are fifteen of them. We must send them back to the battlefield before dark." Li Xuan turned to the door and shouted: "Next."

Amid Jiang Liu's screams, the door was pushed open again, and another dirty hand covered it. Outside the door, another field vehicle drove slowly.

……

When the sun was only the afterglow of the west, the last field vehicle drove away from the camp, and Jiang Liu was thrown on the bed in the dormitory like a broken sack.

The door opened, and Li Xuan walked in with a basin of water, and put it on the floor beside the bed.

"The clothes are dirty, I'll change them for you." Li Xuan came over and untied Jiang Liu's clothes, but Jiang Liu didn't even have the strength to stop him.The clothes were soaked with sweat and vomit, and Jiang Liu suddenly remembered that this was still his school uniform. He saw a pool of dark red blood on the shoulders of the clothes, which came from his sentinel.

"Give it back to me..." Jiang Liu said weakly.

Li Xuan looked at the clothes for a while, then rolled up the clothes without saying a word, and stuffed them into the suitcase of the dormitory.

There are two suitcases side by side in the dormitory, the other has been emptied.

"I'll wipe your body for you, and then you need something to eat." Li Xuan's voice was hollow like a machine.

"Let me die." Jiang Liu only gave one answer.

Li Xuan was noncommittal, and took out the towel from the basin.

"I will not make the same mistake as last time. I will not let you commit suicide, even if you are tied up for 24 hours."

With the cold towel covering his skin, Jiang Liu only felt like crying.

"The first few days are always the hardest." Li Xuan said, wiping the filth off Jiang Liu's body. "Live, for the sake of many, you have to live. Think of your Sentinels."