Ghost Stories of Veterans in Southern Xinjiang: The Mountain of Flesh Sacrifice

Chapter 1 The Demise of the Division

Ward 302 of the sanatorium in XX City/County. The argument had subsided.

A frail old man lay coughing incessantly on the yellowed hospital bed, while a young man patiently offered him water and towels,
gently comforting him.

"Grandpa, don't be so angry. Why can't Qingqing and I go on our honeymoon in southern Xinjiang and Myanmar?

You need to give me a reason!"

"You foolish child, growing up peacefully under the fruits of the revolution's victory, haven't experienced the chaos of war
and lack worldly wisdom. Even now with reform and opening up, there are some places you absolutely shouldn't go!"

"Why?" The young man looked confused. Seeing the old man about to sit up, he quickly pulled
another pillow from the cabinet and placed it behind his back.

Zheng Long's father had died young, and he had been raised by his grandfather, Zheng Guoxing. However, besides knowing that his grandfather was
a veteran of the War of Resistance against Japan and a survivor of the Burma Road Campaign, he knew nothing else.

Zheng Guoxing, over eighty years old with a face deeply lined with wrinkles, snorted irritably. He looked up at the warm
sunlight streaming through the window. His thoughts drifted back to that war-torn era.
Everything in those isolated, deep forests was so bloody and gloomy.

He remembered it all clearly

, as if it were yesterday, deeply etched in his mind, never forgotten for over half a century.

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During the Anti-Japanese War, after the Japanese army occupied the Burma Road, they continuously swept along the route, pursuing and capturing scattered
Communist soldiers.

Zheng Guoxing, strong and robust, was one of them, having just enlisted at the young age of 19. His division experienced
resistance from the Japanese army, and then, during the retreat, was attacked by bombers. After many bloody battles, the troops finally succumbed
to the pressure and mutinied. While repeatedly ordering everyone to scatter and flee the area heavily bombed, he resolutely followed
a wounded platoon leader named Liu Yong and a female medic named Ali amidst the chaos, escaping into the natural shelter—the deep mountains and dense
forests.

Unexpectedly, the three lost their way in the dim forest, having already endured attacks from wild animals, pursuit by Japanese soldiers, and the loss of their map,
they had no idea where they were. All they knew was that the trees here were ancient forests, some hundreds of years old and requiring several people to encircle them. It was a remote area

, with extremely undulating terrain. The mountains almost connected one after another, forming a chaotic maze of canyons
.

That afternoon, a torrential downpour began. The three took shelter in a valley. Amidst a deafening roar
, a landslide occurred not far away, burying the valley they had previously traversed. Simultaneously, a
new, gentle slope passage was formed beside them.

Ahead of them was a horseshoe-shaped, vertical cliff face, offering no way forward. They could only step back onto the
gently sloping new passage, drifting with the current.

After the rain stopped, that night, Liu Yong, the platoon leader, suffered a worsening injury at the camp. The gunshot wound on his right leg began to fester.

Gripping his pistol tightly, his dark, honest face was deathly pale. "Xiao Zheng, Ali, don't worry about me. At this rate,
none of us will make it out of this mountain area."

The medicines and equipment had been abandoned during the escape, and the pitiful few preventative measures couldn't stop the wound from deteriorating.

Ali, who had just become a medic, sat down on the ground, sobbing softly. These past few days of living like a wild man were even
more unbearable and terrifying than on the battlefield. As a volunteer educated youth from the city, seeing her compatriots gradually weaken and showing subtle changes filled her with
panic. This place was isolated from the world, the environment was harsh, and there was no way to get out and call for help. Fear, confusion, she
was about to break down.

"Platoon leader, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zheng Guoxing leaned against a fallen tree trunk by the roadside, his face resolute. Gritting his teeth
, he stood up, glancing warily at the other man's pistol out of the corner of his eye. Then he removed
the bayonet from his old, empty rifle. "I'll go catch a fish from the nearby river to nourish you."

The mountain wind howled, its mournful sound like the wailing of ghosts. Looking at the slumped Liu, the platoon leader, and the weak fire, Ali trembled
with unease. She stood up, hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll go pick some wild fruit too. Without
vitamins, I'll get scurvy sooner or later."

Although Liu Yong was weak, his smile remained honest. "Go!"

But as Ali turned to leave, a sudden glint of savagery appeared in his eyes. His face darkened.
"Damn gunshot wound!"

He was originally a bandit who later defected to the Communists. His nature was hard to change. He had taken advantage of many female soldiers, but
after the unit's collapse and his injuries, he had to pretend to be innocent, relying on his rank and experience. Zheng Guoxing, a country
bumpkin with little experience, believed that this was a respected revolutionary veteran and therefore couldn't be abandoned. He
survived day by day thanks to the help of others.

He knew his wound had worsened to the point where he had lost feeling in his right leg. Time was running out.
He was certain he wouldn't escape this godforsaken place. He figured he'd just wait until the kid caught the fish and then shoot him dead. He'd
rather savor Ali's taste. He tightened his grip on his rifle, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Meanwhile, in the middle of the valley, he followed the stream upstream. He slipped through a hidden crevice in the rock face and bushes,

arriving at a small, sunken cave inside the mountain. Groundwater
gushed from a crack on one side, pooling to ankle height before flowing out through the gap.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, relaxing completely as he sat on a moss-covered rock.

After so many days of hardship and quiet observation... Even with his blood boiling, he sensed
something was off about the other person. It was an indescribable feeling. In this seemingly inescapable
forest, surrounded by endless, verdant mountains, it felt like the three of them were trapped in a small cage. Even the most normal person would become agitated, irritable, and hysterical
. Let alone someone injured in this isolated and helpless place.

Platoon Leader Liu had a kind face, but the bloodshot eyes and occasional fierce glints were very abnormal.

The other person was dangerous, and for some reason, he had made a plan: to find a suitable opportunity to leave.

He had hesitated before, but the longer it went on, the more urgent it felt. The other person was like a ticking time bomb.

Despite the injured leg, he was no match for the other person unarmed. Even if he
managed to seize the other person's pistol, he could dismantle it in the next moment. The other person had demonstrated this skill to him more than once
.

So, we can't fight them head-on.

Let's do it today.

As for that nurse, Ali…

*splashing*… the sound of splashing water came from behind. Someone was following us? Zheng Guoxing was startled and quickly turned around. Then a
soft body leaned against him. The bayonet he was gripping tightly fell into the shallow water with a splash.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Guoxing looked at her in confusion. Ali, trembling with grievance in his chest, said, "Let's
not go back to the camp, okay? That person…that person feels scary."

"Take me away, okay? I'll do anything you want!" Ali looked at him with tears streaming down her face. She vowed that if
she escaped, she would immediately leave the army. Revolution wasn't something a hot-blooded youth like her could adapt to on a whim. She
should have listened to her father's advice and stayed home to wait for her marriage. Now, she was starting to miss
her life as a landlord's daughter.

Zheng Guoxing couldn't help but chuckle. She usually seemed so timid and dull, but now she appeared quite clever and
decisive.

As for finding a way back to the army after leaving here? Well, actually, he hated war and the Japanese
invasion. He also hated the army's suicidal behavior—persisting even when they couldn't win.

At this moment, Zheng Guoxing had no grand ambitions. He just wanted to be a farmer, living a peaceful life without taking advantage of others
.

Therefore, he was world-weary. Since coming to this remote mountain area, it was as if everything had returned to nature.

The environment here was harsh, but at least there was no terrifying roar of machine guns, and no
bombs falling from all directions to blast you to pieces.

That was enough! Retreating to the mountains, roaming freely, but he still lacked a woman to bear children!

Zheng Guoxing looked at her with satisfaction. Without Liu Yong watching him privately, his rough hands unabashedly
reached into Ali's pert buttocks.

Ali's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly lost heart, her body going limp and relaxed. As long as she could get out of there alive ,

what did it matter if she gave him her body?

"I can help you, but you..." Zheng Guoxing whispered lecherously in her ear. Still a little embarrassed,
he quickly found an excuse while a plan formed in his mind. "You smell bad, let's wash up first!"

Ignoring Ali's soft gasps, Zheng Guoxing excitedly ripped off her and his own clothes
.

Then, in the faint moonlight from the mountain crevice, he saw that Ali's soft, smooth skin resembled the
roe of crab in the golden autumn of October, making him want to taste it.

His crotch slowly rose. His thick penis throbbed painfully. But he wasn't in a hurry. From childhood to adulthood, aside from peeping at others
bathing, he had never seen such a close-up view before. Now he had to properly play with her.

He made her sit or lie on the rock, her legs spread wide in an M-shape towards the moonlight from the mountain crevice. He
carefully examined and caressed her under the moonlight .

Ali's bowl-shaped breasts were small, and her nipples were dark. This slightly displeased Zheng Guoxing. However, her lower body
surprised him.

His first impression was one of fullness; the entire smooth, hairless vulva protruded, and the two labia majora were
as large as an adult's palm. The intertwined labia minora in the center were equally thick, enveloping the mysterious
clitoris.

The entire clitoris appeared as thick as a thumb.

He carefully dipped his finger in the foreskin, like a seasoned farmer peeling the outer skin of a bamboo shoot.

Slowly, the moist, steaming labia were peeled away, and his finger pressed down on the upper part of the clitoris, moving backward.

Finally, the foreskin was slowly pulled back, revealing the
thick clitoris, trembling in the air, about half a finger's length long.

He pressed down the foreskin with his left hand and gently flicked it with his right finger. Following the ecstatic moan above her head,
a clear liquid silently oozed from her urethra, which was the size of a soybean. Her clitoris trembled and swayed from side to side, like
a tenacious, flesh-colored bamboo rooted in the rocks, swaying unyieldingly in the wind.

"So big," Zheng Guoxing murmured to himself, "This is the biggest I've ever seen." Ali, standing beside him, had already turned her head
away, her face flushed crimson.

This was her deepest secret. Since childhood, that private part of her body had been constantly sprouting
and growing, becoming abnormally sensitive.

It had gradually increased in size year after year, starting as the size of a grain of rice! As an adult, she had never bathed with other women. But
today, this guy had seen her, and she was instantly filled with shame and anger, but there was nothing she could do.

Zheng Guoxing lowered his head, bent down, and took it into his mouth, sucking continuously. He rubbed and squeezed with the tip of his tongue,
gently biting with his teeth... Soon, with a soft moan and a trembling body, a gushing stream of viscous vaginal fluid, faintly smelling of urine
and sweet and salty, spurted out, covering his face! But Zheng Guoxing became even more excited, his tongue
and teeth moving faster, one hand stroking her clitoral hood through the foreskin. His other hand constantly
scratched and teased between her urethra and clitoris with his fingernails. More vaginal fluid gushed out
.

After a while, with a sour feeling in his mouth, he finally stopped, eagerly thrusting his already swollen, purplish glans
into that narrow crevice.

The fleshy, sticky passage felt so smooth and warm for the first time. This was an
incredibly wonderful sensation, completely different from when he secretly satisfied himself with his right hand!

He frantically thrust against Ali's body... Because it was Ali's first time, after the initial pain, she
subconsciously resisted the entry of foreign objects. The vaginal walls began to contract repeatedly, trying to expel that annoying thing.

But instead, Zheng Guoxing gasped. The constant writhing and squeezing of the vaginal walls felt like a thousand tiny hands
were relentlessly massaging his penis, especially the sensitive glans… He shuddered, then
gritted his teeth and held on.

That was close!

He almost gave in, but it felt so good.

With suppressed moans and heavy breathing, a few drops of blood dripped from the crevice onto the pool of water.

They were quickly washed away and disappeared.

The tight union of their genitals caused the air squeezed out of the vagina to make soft,
hissing sounds.

Ali's enormous clitoris hardened and softened repeatedly with each orgasm. Her vaginal fluids, even the pent-up
yellowish urine, gushed out. Zheng Guoxing, after ejaculating three times in succession, finally couldn't hold on any longer and
embraced Ali in the cool, shallow pool. Like two fleshy, stranded fish, they gasped for breath, their penises limp and hanging to one
side, their clitorises shrinking back into their layers.

While the two were making love, Liu Yong, alone in the valley below, grew increasingly impatient. "
What's wrong with those two bastards?" He clutched his rifle, glancing around by the campfire, but all was quiet.

A chill ran through him. "Did they run away? Those two bastards."

Leaving him here alone. His injured foot tormented him constantly… Was he just going to die like this?

He hadn't even had sex with that medic Ali yet, and he was just going to wait to die?

Liu Yong scratched his foul-smelling, swollen genitals in frustration.

This was his pride: an erection 28cm long, plus two testicles the size of eggs,
providing powerful thrust to a penis as thick as a child's arm; the upward-curving, mushroom-shaped, purplish-black glans was
a nightmare for every abducted woman. Back then, in the bandit's den, everyone except the leader, who called him Liu Lao Er, referred to him
as "Viper."

Why?

Because of its exaggerated length and peculiar hooked shape with every thrust. His most daring feat was, in
front of everyone, using his glans to hook out a young girl's delicate uterus. The uterus ruptured on the spot, causing
massive bleeding and a gruesome death!

Just as he was reminiscing about his past glory, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound behind his head and before he could react, he was
knocked unconscious from behind.

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