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In this crazy scene, Luigi seems to have completely lost his sanity. His behavior becomes more and more exaggerated, his voice urgent and high-pitched, constantly shouting "Here we go!" This phrase sounds particularly jarring in this abnormal context. And the soldiers below seem to be cheering and applauding his crazy behavior, as if they were watching an outstanding performance rather than witnessing a trampling of their comrades' dignity.
This abnormal interaction makes the whole scene absurd. The soldiers' cheers and applause not only fail to stop Luigi, but instead seem to give him more motivation, making his behavior even more extreme. In this almost carnival-like atmosphere, the moral bottom line and human dignity seem to have been thrown out the window. Everyone is swept up in this crazy whirlwind, forgetting their original positions and responsibilities.
At the outpost on the eastern border, an indescribable drama is unfolding. Luigi, the fearless hero on the battlefield, has now become a completely different presence. Every shout of his is accompanied by a wild, uncontrollable fervor. His waist twists in frenzy, every movement filled with excessive strength and savagery.
"Ah!!!! Here....Here we goooooo!" Luigi's cry tears through the tranquil air, like an unstoppable thunder, shaking everyone's soul. His voice reverberates in the vast space, every syllable filled with determination and madness.
On the high platform, Luigi was like a released beast, venting his emotions without restraint. His face flushed with excessive excitement, his eyes shining with an unusual light, a madness that transcended fear and transformed into pure desire for dominance. Every breath he took became heavy and rapid, as if each inhalation injected new energy into his madness.
The soldiers below were shocked by this sudden scene, but as time passed, their shock turned into excitement and fervor. They began to clap and cheer along with Luigi, their cheers becoming the background music to this crazy performance, adding to the intensity of the drama.
Panting heavily, Luigi had a flushed face, with sweat mixed with tears running down his cheeks, but his eyes were filled with satisfaction and ecstasy. This feeling, for him, was sweeter than any victory on the battlefield. He nodded again to the soldiers below, this time with more exaggeration, as if savoring the glory of the moment.
Luigi's performance reached its climax with a long howl. His voice pierced through the sky once again, then abruptly stopped, as if all the fervor and violent energy had been released in that moment. The soldiers fell silent for a moment, then erupted into even more enthusiastic cheers. Their hero Luigi, once again, in his unparalleled way, demonstrated his rule over this world.
As the climax of Luigi's extraordinary performance unfolded, several seasoned veterans, accustomed to the roughness and absurdity of military life, were still shocked by the scene before them. Their laughter echoed through the sky, as if they were watching some strange and thrilling drama. Each cheer was mixed with their deep fascination and anticipation for the scene. A ruddy-faced veteran, stirred by excitement and alcohol, finally reached his breaking point. His voice, amidst the noise, was unusually abrupt and carried a sense of almost frantic urgency: "Oh... I can't take it anymore, I... I need to step away for a moment." With that, he seemed unable to contain his inner impulse any longer, turning to run into the depths of the forest, seeking a secluded place to release the excitement and longing he couldn't reveal in public.
His actions immediately drew even louder laughter from the surrounding soldiers. Someone jokingly shouted, "Old Li, don't run too far! The show isn't over yet!" While others slapped their thighs, laughing heartily, completely unaware of the complex expression that had flashed across the old soldier's face for a moment.
The veteran's pace quickened as he walked, until his figure completely disappeared into the dense forest, leaving only a string of hurried footsteps gradually dissipating in the night breeze. The tranquility of the forest sharply contrasted with the bustle of the military camp. In this secret space that belonged only to him, the veteran finally indulged the long-suppressed madness deep within his heart. But as his heartbeat gradually calmed, the primal excitement was followed by an indescribable emptiness and confusion. In this secluded place without witnesses, the veteran faced his own soul alone, inevitably reflecting on the absurdity and injustice he had experienced in the military camp over the years, as well as the hidden human darkness and moral decline behind this stimulation.
In the secluded forest that belonged only to him, the veteran gasped, adjusting his pants while trying to normalize his breathing. His hands still retained the heat of the recent frenzy, as if the stimulating sensation still pulsed at his fingertips. After taking a deep breath of the fresh forest air, he struggled to enter what he considered a "saintly mode," attempting to detach himself from the emotional excitement he had just experienced.
However, in the aftermath of such extreme indulgence, a peculiar feeling quietly sprouted in the old soldier's heart. He murmured to himself, his voice carrying an elusive emotion, "Oh, I didn't expect little Jerry to be so cute." This statement, like a soliloquy, also seemed to seek some solace for the soul. Even as he attempted to purify himself in a "saintly mode," memories of what he had just seen and felt were deeply etched in his heart.
This conflicting emotion made the old soldier feel a previously unprecedented sense of loneliness and confusion in the fresh forest air. His heart was filled with complex emotions, including a secret satisfaction with his recent actions and a struggle with the confusion of the parts of himself that he was unwilling to face. In this secluded place without onlookers, the old soldier faced his inner self alone, beginning to search for his true self in silence.
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