It was like a fire reigniting in the extinguished furnace, and Winters had a little more sense.

He could vaguely feel that he was being dragged, as well as the sense of floating, the waves and the cry for help.

With another pair of hands, the two of them held Winters and dragged him from the waist-deep sea to the rocky beach.

One quickly cleared the water from Winters' nose and throat, slapped his back hard, and then began to press his chest again.

The remaining sea water in the trachea was discharged. Fortunately, shortly after he drowned, his breathing instinct was still there, and the air re-entered his lungs, pushed through the alveoli, capillaries, and arteries, into the faint heartbeat to the organs throughout the body.

The brain was once again given an oxygen supply, and Winters's mind rekindled the flames like a nearly extinguished flame, revived his operation, and he regained his consciousness.

After trying hard to open your eyes and see the light again, there was a familiar and unexpected face in front of you, a face with a tooth-breaking gap: "...Gold, is it you?"

Without waiting for the two of them to greet each other, a loud shout came from a distance: "Here!"

Then came a series of gunfires, shouts of killing and screams.

"Tani is here!" Someone shouted in horror nearby: "Tani is here! Go quickly!"

Winters struggled to get up from the ground, and he warned himself to be calm. The situation was not allowed to be thought about, and he needed to figure out the status quo as soon as possible.

After a quick observation, I saw a sand and gravel beach at my feet, and a dividing line between the woods and the stone beach more than 20 meters ahead. Looking to the right, the bastion, the pier - it is Chisulphur Port. Looking behind me, the water surface.

He understood that the boat was overturned by that wave of tide and Gold rescued him to the shore. According to the relative position, he should be on the coast west of Chisulphur Port now.

Gunshots and shouts of killing came from the front right, which means that the people who cleared out the remaining soldiers came from Chiyi Port!

Winters grabbed Gold's arm: "Enter the woods!"

He stood up and shouted to the others on the beach: "Enter the woods! Go into the woods."

Staying on the rock beach is a living target, and we must first find a way to get rid of this wave of pursuers.

Winters stumbled toward the broad-leaved woodland on the coast: "Come with me! Come with me! Come into the woods!"

In addition to Winters and Gold, there were more than twenty soldiers and sailors who escaped by chance on the rock beach. The command system had been destroyed, but the helpless Venetta subconsciously obeyed the order of the "official uniform".

Whether it was a sailor or a soldier, all the Venetta retreated towards the woods.

A voice with a strong Tanirian accent came from the distance to his right: "Don't let them run away! One captive five Venet!"

A scream that was not like a human voice came from the same direction: "Help! Save me!"

Winters escaped into the woods, and the resilient branches whipped him as painful as a whip, but he gritted his teeth and fled deeper.

As soon as you enter the woodland, your vision is blocked by vegetation. You can't see each other's locations clearly, and you can only hear rustling sounds everywhere in the woods, and gunfire and wailing sounds from time to time.

Without the Venetta people, they dared to stop and identify the enemy and us, they lost their command and direction and were only concerned about running wildly.

"Where to run? Chi Yan Port is on the northeast side, and the pursuers set out from Chi Yan Port, searching from north to south. There are no enemies on the south side now." Winters, who figured this out, stopped and used amplification to yell in the Venetta dialect: "[Veneta dialect] Go south! Go south! Go left!"

Before he could run south, a huge force suddenly came from his waist and Winters was knocked down in the waist.

An excited voice shouted: "Here! Here! I caught an official!"

The two rolled in the mud in the woods, and the Tanirians tried to press Winters to the ground with all their strength. Winters struggled to fight back and tried to get up.

This is a battle without any honor or etiquette. One side is driven by bounty and greed, while the other side fights to survive.

The Tanirians were not as strong as Winters, but he hugged Winters from behind and refused to let go no matter how he was beaten, but he kept shouting: "Here!"

The body structure determines that the backward power of a person's hands and feet is far inferior to the forward power. He is hugged from behind, and even if Winters has more power, he cannot exert it.

Whether it was blowing fists or elbows behind him, the Tanirians' shouts attracted more pursuers.

Winters suddenly realized that this was not a game, and there were no rules and restrictions. He no longer waved his fists in vain, but flirted with the opponent's arms to find the opponent's fingers.

Found it! The other party's fingers were tightly clasped on Winters' waist. Winters inserted his hand through the gap between the other party's fingers and his clothes, firmly grasped the Tanirian's two fingers, and used all his strength to break back.

After two crisp sounds, the Tanirian screamed and let go of his hands. Winters, who had regained his freedom, turned around and pressed the Tanirian under him, and strangled the other's neck with both hands.

But the Tanirian did not lose his ability to resist quickly. He struggled desperately, making a deep sound in his throat. He picked out a stone from the ground with his right hand and smashed it hard at Winters.

Winters felt a severe pain on his head first, then a numb feeling, and he let go of his hands that strangled the other person's throat.

The Tanirian, who was finally able to breathe again, moaned and took a deep breath.

However, before he could breathe out this breath, a stone about the same size as his head hit his head hard.

Accompanied by the terrifying cracking sound, the Tanirian twitched and stopped moving.

Winters still hadn't let go of the stone with both hands. He exerted force from his waist and raised the stone behind his head again, and swung it down.

One, two, three.

The other party was dead, and the exhausted Winters let go of his hands and stood up panting.

This small quagmire in the forest seemed to have just been held for a bloody sacrifice, with red and white splashing everywhere.

"Help! Help!"

The cry for help is Venetta accent.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Remove the short knife worn by the Tanileans who had become corpses, and Winters climbed out of the mud with his hands and feet and advanced towards the source of sound.

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The situation for Lieutenant Colonel is now at stake.

A dozen Vineta people fled to the south until they were stopped by the low cliff in front of them. The ground in front was suddenly raised two or three meters high, and the cliff walls were covered with limestone and there was no place to grab a handle.

The huge waves from the northeast overturned the Vineta boats, and the Vineta people were washed ashore almost everywhere on the beaches on the west coast of the bay, some living and some dead.

Lieutenant Colonel Contel was the kind of person who was washed ashore alive.

He immediately gathered the other living Venetta soldiers around him and led the small group of soldiers to escape into the forests inland islands.

"Lieutenant Colonel, you can't run away anymore. If you run again, your morale will disperse. While we still have the strength to go back and fight with them." Andrei found Lieutenant Colonel with a wooden stick.

Warrant Officer Andrea Chelini, who led several soldiers, gathered with Lieutenant Colonel Contel on his way to escape.

"We don't even have weapons, and fighting hard is a dead end." Contel held his knees with both hands and gasped, saying, "Go to the southwest to the coast. Find a way to go to sea and return to the fleet, and there is still a way to survive."

Including the two officers, there was not even a single iron guy in the team of fourteen. Those who refused to throw away their armor and weapons drowned in the sea, and they fled to their lives.

The soldiers wanted to throw away everything they could throw away, but Andre picked up a thick branch from the woods as a stick.

"Let's rest in this open space for a short time, and then we walk west along this cliff and find a gap." Lieutenant Colonel, who was sweating profusely, could not run anymore. Senior officers could not get physically healthy when riding horses all year round.

Hearing the orders of the lieutenant colonel to rest here for a while, the soldiers sat down on the ground, running all the way through the forest, exhausted them.

"Don't sit! Stand up! You can't run again after sitting down." Andrey, holding a wooden stick, walked among the soldiers, and ordered the soldiers not to sit: "Stand up, stand up."

The exhausted soldiers could not care about so many things. The authority of the officers was nothing to them now. The soldiers just lowered their heads and sat on the ground, neither answering nor obeying orders.

Andrei was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he was as hot as he was, he didn't dare to force the soldiers at this moment.

The sound of branches bounced out from the woods, and the sound quickly approached. A figure ran out of the dense forest and broke into the small open space.

He was not wearing a Venetta military uniform, he was a Tanirian!

The Venetta soldiers did not expect the pursuit to be so fast, and the Tanirians did not expect that they would encounter so many Venettas.

Both sides stared at each other for a second.

"Kill him!" Andre picked up the stick and rushed over.

Meanwhile, the Tanirians turned back into the jungle, running and shouting, "They are here!"

The thin Tanirian was quick-witted like a monkey and ran away in a flash. Andrei chased after two steps, but when he saw that he could not catch up with the other party, he stopped helplessly.

"Go away, go away!" Andrey urged loudly, dragging the soldiers from the ground one by one.

However, as he warned, it would be fine if you don’t rest after severe exercise and overdraw your physical strength. Once you sit down and rest, your body will be completely exhausted.

The soldiers stood up and walked slowly, and now they could not run even if they knew the pursuers were behind them.

Take a rest for a while, a little while, even a little while. The devil's voice whispered in the soldiers' minds.

"I can't run anymore, I'd rather die than run away! Let them beat me to death!" A soldier simply sat back on the ground, falling into despair and self-deprecation.

Andre could no longer suppress his anger. He raised his stick and roared, "I'll kill you now!"

The soldier who sat back on the ground was frightened and rolled and crawled up.

However, it was too late, and the Tanirians had caught up with them.

A dozen Tanirians surrounded the small group of soldiers led by Conteel and Andre from the jungle.

The number of Venetta people is advantageous, but they do not have any weapons, and even the stones are not enough for everyone to have one.

Although the Tanirians carried sailor knives and short spears, they were inferior in numbers, so they did not dare to take action first.

The two sides confronted each other, and the Tanirians compressed the Venettas step by step into a small space on the edge of the low cliff until the Venettas who were backed by the low cliff had no way to retreat.

The fuse of the fight was that two Tanirians carrying coercion came over in the woods.

When he saw two enemies with ranged weapons running over, Andre realized that he could no longer delay and he should have taken action when the Tanirians first appeared.

"Follow me! Kill!" Warrant Officer Andrea Chelini yelled and waved his wooden stick and rushed towards the tallest Tanirian.

The Tanirians who surrounded them did not expect that these trapped beasts would dare to fight back. When they saw an officer waving a wooden stick rushing over, the strong Tanirian man facing him was shocked to stand in place and subconsciously raised his scimitar to block it.

Years of swordsmanship training made Andre instinctively use the wooden stick in his hand as a long sword. He knocked away the opponent's weapon with one stick, then swung it back and hit the opponent's right ear hard. The opponent's nostrils, mouth and eyes suddenly gushed out blood, and his body collapsed on the ground.
To be continued...