眼前的这片森林曾经是一座古战场，阵阵松涛声有如昔日那翻卷的黄沙和战马的嘶鸣。 　　天边，残阳如血，把周围的云彩映照得腥红腥红。在不远处高高的了望塔上，两名森警兵向远处张望着，其中的一个手里拿着望远镜。 　　他们就是这座外站的主人，两名入伍还不到两年的森警战 In front of this piece of forest was once an ancient battlefield, bursts of sound waves like the old rolled yellow sand and horse neighing. Sky, sunset as blood, the surrounding clouds were too bloody red. On the tall watchtowel not far away, two Morishita police officers looked out into the distance, one of them holding a telescope in his hand. They are the masters of this outpost, and two Sen warfare with less than two years of enlistment