The most rampant, ignorant and cruel Purgatory of Innocence has probably been eliminated by Han Qingyu. It is said that this purge organization does not have many top-level combat forces. Maybe it is the only one that can be sent here this time. If it hangs up, it will be gone, which is also bad luck.
There are probably still some purge or self-preservation forces lurking within the battlefield, but there doesn't seem to be much movement.
As they walked down the road over the next two days and nights, most of the teams they saw were in good condition. Thinking about it this way, 1777 should have no problem. The four of them put away their worries and stopped being so anxious for the time being.
Word is getting out that they're grilling big pointy arms, but they're actually grilling snakes.
After dinner, the location was changed from the wind-sheltered slope to the windward grassy slope. Wen Jifei and Wu Shi were sitting, with a black long gun and a charming metallic Mira 9 sniper rifle lying on the grass beside them. Under their buttocks was Qingzi's long black wooden box.
The afterglow of the setting sun is gradually setting in the distant sky. The wind shakes the grass blades and brushes them. The scenery on the plateau is very good.
Shen Yixiu carefully buried the fire and snake bones, walked over and stood up and said, "Come over, let me sit."
"That won't work." Patting the wooden box with his hand, Wen Jifei gestured to Shen Yixiu's armor and said, "If you accidentally break it for him, be careful if he catches the snake and throws it on you."
At the other end of the grassy slope, Han Qingyu was holding a communicator with his back turned, walking around with his head raised, trying to find a signal.
The communication here is really bad. For a long time in the past, the Mount Hilang area has relied on the Denier Super Site inside Mount Hilang. It has few troops and imperfect communications. After it suddenly turned into a battlefield, the construction of simple base stations for engineers could not keep up.
In addition, the general team's communicator cannot actively contact the rejecter here. Fortunately, Han Qingyu has privileges and personal connections. He has a special communicator and can try to contact Tu Zi.
"He would really catch a snake and throw it at me."
"Alas." Xi Mei sat down on a rock aggrievedly, looked at the scenery for a while, and suddenly said: "Damn it, Han Qingyu, this big villain, if only he could be one-tenth as gentle to me as little Zhuoma."
The unyielding Tie Jia was very sad and looked at the sunset melancholy.
Wen Jifei burst out laughing, turned around and said, "Have you not noticed that he has actually become a lot gentler recently? Whether it's the whole army meeting with Shakyamuni or you...he will take the initiative to tease you now. "
Tiejia tilted his head cutely and said, "Really?"
"Yes." Wen Jifei turned his eyes back, paused and said, "Since the time before the conference, when I went to Brother Tian's house and met Brother Tian's daughter and father, Qingzi has actually become a lot softer."
"He is someone who won't speak out." Wen Jifei continued: "But he seems to want to make himself a little warmer. Look at his attentiveness and kindness to little Dolma. How much is actually inside? For children like Xiao Zhifan."
In fact, it's not just Xiao Zhifan and Xiao Zhuoma, but there are many more, such as Shake, Rusty Girl... Iqbal.
Han Qingyu still didn't like Wei Lan that thoroughly, but he gradually began to like more people in Wei Lan, such as every ordinary Azure warrior, Iqbal and Iqbal.
"Get ready to leave." Just as he was saying this, Han Qingyu came over, put away the communicator, and then kicked Wen Jifei, who was sitting on the long wooden box, "Get up."
"Did you ask?" Wen Jifei stood up with his gun.
"Well, the signal is not very good. Tu Zi roughly said that he found out that the last command reported that our 1777's movement was in the direction of Zada. Look at the map, let's leave as soon as possible."
Han Qingyu put the black wooden box on his back and turned to look at the rusty girl standing by in confusion, "Why are you looking at me? Do you want to play with snakes?!"
Xi Mei turned her head and ignored him, glared at Wen Jifei, "Liar!"
"Haha, okay." Wen Jifei looked at the map intently for a while, then pointed to the direction and said, "Zada, start this way."
The backs of the four people walked into the dusk.
At this point, their direction and that of 1777 were roughly at an angle of 35 degrees. 1777 went south, to Pulan, while they were walking southwest.
This is not completely opposite, or in other words, it will not be too far away in the end. But there is a currently unnoticed destination bias. And 1777 is not far from Pulan.
This deviation may be caused by many reasons. For example, 1777 was subsequently ordered to divert, but the command information had not yet been reported. Or, for example, when the information was reported for the first time, there may have been recording discrepancies in the rush and confusion, or...
"Because he came so quickly and we weren't ready."
The front of the route is spread out, at about the middle of the 35-degree angle. In the darkening night, a French man in his forties, wearing a blue lieutenant colonel's uniform and carrying a medieval knight's sword, stood up straight and spoke to the people around him.
The man was tall and burly.
There is a bit of hair loss, but it is not the bald and greasy kind, but the M-shaped hairline has moved back and is very high. The beard is short and thick, with some white stubble. The facial features are a bit small compared to the face, but they are not ugly or weak.
His name is Sean, and he comes from the Alphonse family.
"The Duke means that if his team is in danger in Pulan, he will definitely go there... It is the best and risk-free result for them to die in the big group to save their teammates." Sean continued. : "In the end, we had no choice but to take action directly."
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"That's the west, that's the west, and the sun is setting in the west." Liu Shiheng stretched out his arms to aim at the last ray of light on the horizon, and while muttering in his mouth, he slowly turned, "Up north, down south, left, west, right, east... go!"
He didn't dare to turn on the lighting equipment, fearing that the labor force had already reported deserters, and fearing that he would attract police... He walked around a low mountain with complex terrain in the dark, stood at the mountain pass, looked numbly to the left, and then towards Look to the right.
"Xian, Jia, shovel...I'll hold your mother in my mouth!"
Master Shiheng lost his direction again.
"I should just go straight over the mountain, and I'll go around."
The sign Liu Shiheng left on the route when he followed the team there was suddenly nowhere to be found after he turned around and walked for most of the night. Liu Shiheng didn't know whether he had gone astray or whether the sign had been destroyed by an unsuspecting team.
He walked for a day based on memory and feeling...and now has no idea where he is.
"Actually, as long as I walk in a certain direction, as long as it's not south, I can go out." He thought.
However, on this plateau, which is too wide and has complex terrain, this is actually very difficult because people will unconsciously deflect while moving forward. What's more, Liu Shiheng often had to hide and walk around in order to avoid being discovered.
"Why didn't you think of bringing a map?!"
Finding a hidden location among the rocks in the valley, Liu Shiheng sat down, rested for a while, and lowered his head to rummage through his backpack.
"The intercom in the team is useless, the passbook is useless, and the flashlight is useless... If I had known better, I would have brought more food. He Tangtang, you bastard, you insist on carrying it for me..."
He opened a wad of newspapers and found three dark green military cans inside, but they were all empty.
There were still some residual debris and oil foam on the inner wall of the can. Liu Shiheng licked two of them carefully. When he picked up the third one and was about to lick it, he hesitated and said, "This won't work."
About half an hour later, Liu Shiheng came back carefully step by step. There was water in the empty tin can in his hand, and there was oil in the water. In addition, there were two small fish with unknown names as thick as thumbs, and four or five more. Cleaned grasshoppers.
Catching these things isn't easy.
Soon, he brought firewood again.
Not daring to make the fire bigger, Liu Shiheng lit it and went around to the outside of the pile of rocks to take a closer look. "It's okay, you can't see it this way."
Liu Shiheng returned to the pile of stones, put the iron can of water on it, sat down and looked at it, and licked his lips.
"I have to make some soup."
The man leaned tiredly on the rocks and looked at the sparse stars in the night sky for a while. "The Yan family shovel...what does the North Star look like?!"
The water in the can gradually begins to boil, and the steam comes out, bringing a little umami flavor.
"Well, if Qingzi was here, I could make some snake soup right now."
Suddenly, he thought of them again... Liu Shiheng laughed to himself.
"Three of the best fighters, one of them is a super genius, then a dice, a reckless guy... Yang Qingbai is also good at flying a plane... and the last one is me, a poor, precarious coward."
Go, go, don't go back. I can't get it back anyway.
"I hope they win, and then I don't die and I don't do anything sorry to anyone."
When the soup was cooked, I wrapped it in a newspaper and picked it up. I took a careful sip and said, "Tsk...it's not bad. It's quite fresh."
Liu Shiheng finished drinking the fresh fish and grasshopper soup and put away the empty cans together. I put my bag on my back, picked up a stone, and threw it away.
"Bang!" The stone fell to the ground, and the sharpest end pointed in one direction.
"That's it, just leave it to fate."
He walked in the dark for more than an hour.
"Grass! I was shocked." At the foot of a remote mountain, a corpse was lying on its back in the grass. The corpse had a Western face, but was wearing a blue military uniform.
After all, after staying in Weilan for so long, he is not afraid of the dead, let alone his comrades. Liu Shiheng turned the person over and saw the wounds left by the large pointed sword on the back of the body.
Fatal injury in the back! Probably continuing to stay in Azure is my destined fate.
"I'm sorry, brother, I took the cigarettes away." He apologized softly and fumbled for a while. Liu Shiheng couldn't find his backpack, so he took out a pack of cigarettes named Surya from the chest pocket of the corpse, took it, and continued walking forward. .
After walking about ten meters, he stopped, thought for a while, then turned back and dug a hole with his sword, and buried the soldier's body.
"That's all I can do, let's rest in peace. In the next life, we won't come to this shit blue... I'm sorry, maybe you are different from me, I'm sorry."
After he finished speaking, he left. As he walked on the road, he felt vaguely that something was wrong.
"Unless there are heavy casualties, there is no other way. It is impossible for the Blue Team to let the remains of their comrades be exposed in the wilderness like this. Just like if I died, Qingzi and the others would not abandon me like this... Damn, he can't be a member of the Purge Sect, right? ? But the epaulettes on the military uniform are so neat... Never mind it. I'll go!"
A shuttle-shaped aircraft landed on the hillside in the distance.
Liu Shiheng turned around and ran away.
In most cases, as long as a human appears in sight, the big tip will be cleared... Wrapped in huge fear and panic, Liu Shiheng turned on the device and ran in embarrassment for an unknown distance.
In front of me is an open land, with signs of people grazing.
Two figures finally appeared in the darkness.
"Brother..." Liu Shiheng swallowed back the word he blurted out and stopped, "Why are there only two people? What are they looking for? It's not normal."
Because of his thoughts just now, Liu Shiheng quickly became vigilant, turned off the device, and prepared to avoid them.
However, the other party was coming in his direction.
"What the hell." Liu Shiheng turned around and looked around. There were no mountains or ravines within a three-mile radius around his body.
There is no place to hide. run? He knows his own strength, and running is more dangerous.
"Fuck, God help me."
In extreme anxiety, I vaguely saw a dark pile of straw under the night. Liu Shiheng rushed over in a few steps. Without stopping, he jumped into the fish...his body strength exploded and he got directly in.
"Hem home shovel!"
How could there be a straw pile on this plateau? It was a cow dung pile.
