We rested on a relatively large boulder earlier, with a smaller rock about five meters away from us. Below us flowed a dark river, and the firelight illuminated the person's figure very clearly, except for their face.
"We are all here in an orderly manner, obviously this is not one of us. And where is this place? This is the middle section of an underground river, with a depth of more than four hundred meters from the nearest ground and who knows how many meters from the nearest village. How could there be anyone else here other than us?"
In an instant, my cold sweat soaked through my clothes, and I quickly turned around and took a few steps back. The deputy squad leader and a few others were sleeping lightly, but as soon as they heard someone call out, they crawled up and upon seeing our expressions and looking over to that spot, they all gasped and immediately grabbed their guns and loaded them. In one swift motion, all five guns were aimed at that person.
"The deputy team leader also called out, 'Who?'"
The other party did not answer and stood there stiffly without moving.
"We all swallowed our saliva, and Wang Sichuan had the most courage. At this moment, he shouted, 'Pei Qing, flashlight, flashlight, shine it.'"
Pei Qing immediately carefully lit up his flashlight and followed the person's footsteps with it. We all paused when the light hit the person, as we saw that he was wearing the same military uniform as us, with the same gear and weaponry. The flashlight moved upward and we saw that his clothes were covered in blood. His face was covered by a safety helmet, so we couldn't see it clearly, but it was obviously also covered in blood.
My face turned green, and I immediately remembered who this person was. At that moment, I felt like I had been thrown into an icy pit during the coldest part of winter, and my whole body was chilled to the bone.
As soon as he heard Wang Sichuan curse in Mongolian, a soldier shouted, "It's Zhong Huazi! Zhong Huazi is not dead!" and was about to drop his gun and run over.
"Don't dwell on the past!" The deputy leader scolded, his eyes red. "Look at him! Take a good look!"
We all understood what the deputy squad leader meant. If it were really Zhuong Huzi who didn't die, he would have greeted us a long time ago. How could he just stand there motionless, staring at us like a zombie without any reaction until now?
"The warrior dared not approach, and we remained deadlocked. The deputy squad leader's forehead veins bulged, indicating that he was unable to handle the current situation."
"Pei Qing also picked up the gun, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked me, 'What should we do?'"
"I thought to myself, 'if you ask me, who should I ask? If this person is really Chung Hu Tzu, then we're finished. We even paid him respect this morning, so his death should be certain. But in this situation, it seems like it can only be him. Could it really be possible that there's such a thing as a fake corpse?'"
"I had been thinking of several ways in my mind, but suddenly I saw our basin and picked it up to hand it to Pei Qing, saying, "Throw this and see what happens."
Pei Qing said that he couldn't aim well, while Wang Sichuan, who is of Mongolian ethnicity, had the skill of throwing "blu" and when he was still in the 723 regiment, he had successfully hunted wild chickens near the campsite with accurate throws, so let him throw.
"I thought to myself, it was right to look for Wang Sichuan again. But as I looked, I was stunned. This guy had disappeared. Then I looked again and damn, I saw that he had already climbed to the edge of the rock where the other person was standing opposite to us, ready to pounce."
I opened my mouth to stop him, but it was too late. I saw the man jump onto the rock with his hair tied back, and give the person a bear hug. We heard a scream, and some people immediately covered their eyes. The voice wasn't Wang Sichuan's, it was a woman's scream.
Then Wang Sichuan used wrestling techniques to try to directly push the person down, but unexpectedly the other party wasn't weak either. With a twist of the body, both of them fell down, rolled down the rocks, and fell into the water below.
Upon seeing this, the deputy squad leader hurriedly took off his gun and shirt and rushed down to help. The water under the stone was still very deep, and if someone got stuck in the crevice of the stone, they could drown in a matter of minutes. We followed suit and first pulled Wang Sichuan out of the water, then dragged the other person up as well.
The person's hat had already fallen off, revealing short hair and partially washed blood on her face. At first glance, we knew it wasn't Zhong Huazi because this person was actually a woman. Her clothes were soaked with water, and her body's curves were distinctly visible.
"Wang Sichuan spat, his body shivering from the cold. He quickly took off his clothes and went to warm himself by the fire, asking me if the person had died."
"I opened her hair and checked her pulse. When I saw the woman's face, I was shocked. I actually knew her."
"On the other side, Pei Qing also saw it and exclaimed, 'Heaven, is it Yuan Xile?'"