I took a closer look at the woods. The woods were better than anything I've seen or passed here, and there's a sense of hope at first glance.

"Looks good... But it doesn't look like a human being... I said.

"How do you know? There are so many trees growing here, which means that this is more suitable for life than anywhere else. You may soon find a source of water there. Then you can have a good drink. Ahmed said.

Hearing him say this, I looked at the road from here to the woods, and to be honest, it wasn't a short distance. That's the way it is in the mountains, you can see it not necessarily very close. For now, we're going to have to walk a little downhill, then continue up a little bit and go up a little bit to get to the woods.

"How far is it from here? How long do you think it will take to get there at our current pace? I asked.

Ahmed looked at it carefully and said, "If we speed up a bit, we can get there by the afternoon." “

I knew it wasn't going to be easy, but I sighed when I heard Ahmed tell me the time. I looked at him and said, "I think it's hard for me to get through." Now my legs feel like they're going to collapse at any moment. ”

Ahmed grinned when he heard me say this, "I think that's how you felt before, right?" Not the same that went so far? Many times people are in a much better state than they think. He said, pointing to my leg and saying, "It can actually move, but it can't move here," he said, and then pointed to my head.

Hearing him say that, I took another step forward, and Ahmed was probably right. Maybe if I keep going, I'll be able to really go on. And when I get to the woods, maybe I'll find a stick or something to use as a crutch.

In fact, people must have hope before despair, and after thinking about all the worst results, they unconsciously begin to be optimistic, and even some unrealistically optimistic. This may be the result of people's instinctive survival**.

But soon, the bubbles of unrealistic dreams were punctured one by one. After I really started walking, I didn't go down all the way downhill first, but rolled down. Because the stiff muscles of my legs could no longer effectively control the downward inertia of my body, and while losing control, the exhausted Ahmed could not hold me, so I carried it headlong.

I have no memory of what happened as I rolled down the hill and how I stopped, but I guess there was a brief moment of coma. The image that reappeared before my eyes was that I saw Ahmed beside me, busy checking on my injuries. I think I'm awake,

Ahmed saw that I woke up, looked at me and smiled. That smile, as long as anyone can see how reluctant his expression is. He looked at me and said, "It's all right." Luckily this time, you didn't fall out of the way. ”

I lay on the ground and coughed a few times, probably inhaling something as I rolled down, and I coughed violently and almost didn't catch my breath.

Ahmed quickly helped me to my feet and patted me on the back. It's like it helps me breathe. But in fact, it only made the wounds on my body more painful.

Thankfully, I quickly picked up my breath, and when I was relieved, I raised my hand to stop Ahmed's help. I glanced at him and said, "Don't... Don't shoot anymore. ”

Ahmet simply sat down beside me, then took out the kettle and handed it to me. It seems to have become a habitual action for him. I pushed the kettle open and said, "It's useless... I can't be saved even if I'm lying in the water tank right now. I looked back at the woods that were not far away, and said that they were not near, "I can't get there." “

"Why can't it be there?" Ahmed pointed to the hillside, "You see you've come down from above, and the hardest part of the road is complete, and you just need to move your legs forward." “

"Yes... I tried to breathe, and now I felt that I was getting harder and harder, and my reflexes were getting duller.

"Yes! Yes, of course! Ahmed said as he stood up, tossing the rifle aside, and then the sleeping bag as well, "None of this is of much use. Not only is it useless, but it's quite heavy. “

After throwing these, he took out the kettle and took two sips. And then suddenly I was put on a stand. I looked at Ahmed who had set me up, "You're wasting your time, you know? “

"Okay, stop." Ahmed wrapped one of my arms around the back of his neck and hugged my body with the other, "Let me tell you a story. Talk as you go, so you might feel less difficult to walk. “

I took another step forward, after a few steps. Ahmed spoke, "Many years ago. A couple of young people came here. They're here for the same purpose as you, or rather the Yankees. They killed a lot of people, and one day they got retribution. They were ambushed, and by many more people than themselves. Many of them were killed, but some escaped. One of them was about the same as you are now, and he was also injured. Running in the mountains with his companions. They were followed by a group of enemies, who were clearly not going to let them go easily. And they ran and ran. The fewer people fought, the fewer they fought, and in the end there were only four left. At this point, Ahmed suddenly stopped.

I looked at him, and he didn't seem to want to go any further, or rather, like he remembered something sad about the past that he didn't want to recall. But before I could ask, he seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and after one look at me, he continued, "These three or four people have decided not to leave." They took the wounded man to a hillside, ready for a final battle with the pursuing enemy。。。。。 The battle was fierce... He looked at me, laughed worse than crying, and then added, "It's much more intense than you and the Yankees." They killed many enemies, but two of the four also died. There was the wounded one left and the other one who continued to fight... But it didn't take long for them to run out of bullets... Ahmed paused again, he looked agitated, trying to calm his own emotions, and after a moment he continued, "They ran out of bullets. All the bullets... And then just like you and me now. One walked on top of the other, but they didn't have no way to go, and there was only a cliff beside them that they couldn't go down at all, and it was because of this terrain that they were able to hold there for a long time. At this point, Ahmed's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly quickened his pace, dragging me forward, dragging me forward and saying, "We may really be saved. It's true! ”

The August results are out... Miserable... That's all I can say. Sauerkraut soup with steamed buns. After I finished eating, I went to hug the pillow and cried for a while.

(End of chapter)