阿尔弗雷德出神地盯着被战争硝烟洗礼过的灰蒙天空,顷刻,他转身跳下了被弹片砖瓦和废弃武器堆积而成的废墟堆。远处时不时传来几声地狱般的炮响,好似近在咫尺。“妈的。”阿尔弗雷德烦躁地嘀咕着,转身朝一个方向奔跑起来,脖颈上的狗牌随着他的节奏上下乱晃。他绕过几堆被炮弹轰炸得看不出原貌的 Alfred stared at the gray sky, which had been baptized by war and smoke, and immediately he turned and jumped off the heap of rubble shredded with shrapnel and abandoned weapons. From time to time came a few hellish gunfire from time to time, as if close at hand. Alfred muttered irritably, turning and running in one direction, the dog’s license on his neck going up and down with his rhythm. He could not see the original appearance by rounding several piles of shells