In the mist, a figure wearing a bamboo hat stood on a slender branch, with the coir raincoat covering most of his body.
If you look carefully, you can clearly see that the man's toes are just lightly pressing on two leaves.
Standard neon clogs.
Under the bamboo hat, only the bottom of the bridge of the nose is exposed, and the green stubble has a certain wildness.
Two swords, one long and one short, hang at the waist.
This figure gently put down the signal gun in his hand, raised his bamboo hat slightly, and quietly looked at the Yuanhua tribe who were in desperate situation.
The corners of his mouth shrouded in shadows twitched into a sneer.
"An old saying in the army is to attack with troops and make plans."
"In addition to having strength, you also need to be resourceful."
A Yuanhua base that was about to be completely wiped out, a signal gun from the Yanhuang Army, and those tireless zombies.
With just a little effort, this place was turned into a non-stop battlefield meat grinder.
This is another realm he pursues above martial arts.
"The realm of goodness is like water."
The figure tilted his head slightly, looking towards the calm mist, as if he was listening to some non-existent sounds.
Three seconds later, the figure pressed lightly with its feet and flew on the soft branches of the dense forest as if it had escaped gravity.
He took out a flute from his arms and blew it gently.
Like the warm sunshine breaking through the early morning.
With a unique Japanese style from the neon country, it reveals the unique name of this instrument - Shakuhachi.
Deep in the dense forest, there was a roaring sound of breathing, and a pair of scarlet eyes lit up.
…
A bright light suddenly flashed across the edge of the battlefield, so dazzling.
Zhou Zhong, who was fighting desperately, was suddenly stunned, and then his whole body was trembling.
"It's a friendly response!"
The major beside him, who was almost exhausted, had blood on his face, and some complex emotions mixed with surprise, excitement and sadness appeared in his eyes.
"Are we saved?"
Another major, who was unconscious due to excessive blood loss, murmured.
Dots of white light appeared in the sky, falling like rain in an instant.
Boom boom boom!
The entire land was lifted up by the rockets thrown, and the huge smoke and dust instantly attracted the attention of the mysterious zombies hiding in the depths.
"No, don't come."
Zhou Zhong said subconsciously.
However, when he heard a sound that sounded like a flute but not a flute mixed in the wind on the other side, he roared like a wild beast.
The eye sockets were opened and blood overflowed.
"No, we must die!"
"Advance in reverse!"
"We must not let that person succeed."
"The Yuanhua base is gone, we must not sacrifice a second base!"
…
When a person has a death wish, there is nothing to fear.
Zhou Zhong turned around and looked at his three seriously injured colleagues, with a calm and bloody smile on his face.
"We will continue to be brothers in the next life."
"Yuanhua tribe, charge!"
Zhou Zhong rushed forward frantically, slashing with maximum force regardless of defense.
The three people behind him looked at each other and nodded at the same time, with free and easy smiles on their faces.
"Goodbye, comrade."
"rush!"
The three of them had just rushed out 10 meters, when two of them were suddenly startled, turned around in astonishment, and then burst into tears.
"Hu Feng!"
"Goodbye brother."
Major Hu Feng was the pale figure who lost the most blood and began to lose consciousness.
At this moment, he jumped up from the ground like a flashback, and even rushed towards the surrounding fog faster than Zhou Zhong. This was completely opposite to the sprint route arranged by Zhou Zhong.
In the fog, scarlet eyes loomed, rotting limbs, and dilapidated faces broke through the fog.
Countless throat roars sounded.
Hu Feng felt that his blood was flowing out rapidly due to the sudden acceleration.
The coldness came in waves.
An irresistible sleepiness is emerging.
My eyesight turned black.
But a certain belief deep in his heart supported him and made him refuse to close his eyes.
"I will never look like this after I die."
"I'm sorry, I'll take the first step."
"It's great to know you all in this life..."
Hu Feng used his last strength to rush high into the air, proudly raising his young face covered with bloodstains.
He may have a lover waiting for him to return home, an old man praying for his safety at home, or two lovely children.
A flash of deep nostalgia flashed deep in Hu Feng's eyes, but in the end it turned into freedom and ease.
The two nuclear energy thunder bombs held firmly in the palm of my hand lit up with an activated red light and collided lightly.
Hu Feng raised his head and looked at the figure wearing a tattered military uniform so close to him, unconsciously shaking that inhuman and terrifying face.
Hu Feng was not afraid. He no longer had the strength to speak. He just smiled and made a silent gesture:
【Brother, go home.】
Ding.
Nuclear energy thunder shock bombs collided and sparks suddenly appeared.
Suddenly, indescribable huge twisted ripples suddenly appeared in the air.
An invisible shock wave suddenly swept out.
--boom!
Fiery clouds of fire rose.
Hu Feng, who deliberately stood in front of his comrades, was instantly exploded into ashes along with his mecha.
This final block also successfully reduced the impact force escaping to the three people.
"Hu Feng!"
"——Hu Feng!"
Zhou Zhong and the other three shouted in a stern voice, tears of blood bursting out from their eyes.
The model major of Yuanhua Base who went out early and came back late no matter the weather, just disappeared from this world completely.
…
…
"Nuclear thunder shock bomb?"
Liu Chenjiang, who had just led his men to the edge of the battlefield, suddenly raised his head.
Hu Feng used his life to detonate the nuclear thunder bomb, and finally the fog between the two teams was briefly cleared.
Liu Chenjiang saw the only three people left in Yuanhua Base.
The firelight illuminated the dried blood on their faces and their tired bodies supporting each other.
Zhou Zhong's pupils reflected the powerful force.
He roared like crazy: "There is an ambush, retreat!"
The penetrating power of this sound was so strong that the brief moment it submerged into the mist, the depths boiled again.
ambush?
Liu Chenjiang's eyes froze. When he saw Zhou Zhong starting to run deeper with the other two people, the fiery-tempered 9-star war king suddenly broke through the speed of 130 meters/second like a cannonball, and instantly brought him with him.
A strong wind arose and swept straight across the battlefield.
"Junshui base Liu Chenjiang is here, I want to see who dares to be bold!"
The momentum was domineering, and the sword light was even more domineering, dragging out a large white wave and sinking into the earth in an instant.
boom!
A huge crack appeared in the land thirty meters ahead, and the fog thirty meters deep evaporated instantly.
Liu Chenjiang stepped on the white waves in a furious manner, falling from the sky, and the smoke and dust collapsed.
Looking back, the iron-blooded intention was like a sharp knife coming out of its sheath, killing people horribly.
"Watching my comrades die."
"I, Liu Chenjiang, can't do it!"
It was no longer clear whether the blood or tears flowing on Zhou Zhong's face was blood.
His whole body trembled, and he grabbed Liu Chenjiang's arm with a shrill voice.
"Let's go——"
"That person did it on purpose!"
that person?
Liu Chenjiang's pupils shrank to a point in an instant, and he suddenly turned his head to look somewhere in the distance.