Chapter 57 Lone Survivor

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no doubt!

This is an adventure, an ultimate execution!

Song Ziyu even saw his opponent and wanted to shoot him.

However, his own gun was faster and more accurate, and he killed the man directly.

This is the result of the firefight.

Song Ziyu quickly dealt with one person, and then ducked back to the bunker behind the tree.

"Thanks a lot, buddy..."

After returning to the bunker, Song Ziyu immediately thanked his teammates who helped him suppress the fire. However, when he looked over, he saw this buddy standing there and smiling bitterly at him.

On his chest, there is an obvious laser logo.

Song Ziyu knew that this teammate had also been "killed".

"Come on!" The eliminated teammate gave a thumbs up and smiled bitterly at himself.

For this teammate, his drill was over.

Song Ziyu's nose felt slightly sore, and she couldn't help but said: "You rest first, I will come back to you later... wait until I kill a few more enemies."

After saying this, Song Ziyu moved towards the distance like a loach.



The battle gradually became louder and louder with anxiety and fierceness, and then gradually fell down in ridicule at a very climax period.

Song Ziyu forgot how many people he killed, probably two or three, but he also suffered heavy casualties on his side.

People kept falling around him, and there were not many people left who could fight anymore.

At this time, Leng Feng was nestled in the grass and shouted to Song Ziyu: "Here."

Hearing Leng Feng's greeting, Song Ziyu crawled forward and came to Leng Feng.

"What instructions do you have?" Song Ziyu asked.

"You and I are the only ones who haven't been eliminated yet!" Leng Feng said.

"I know...what do you think?" Song Ziyu asked.

Now that the defeat is certain, Song Ziyu has no choice.

"Take it!" Leng Feng threw something over.

Song Ziyu copied it and it turned out to be a small flag!

The military flag of Southern University turned out to be in Leng Feng's hands.

Seeing the military flag, Song Ziyu let out a long breath. It seemed that Xiao Yun wasn't too badass!

"You go, I'll cover you to leave." Leng Feng shouted.

"What will you do if I leave?" Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask.

"I am a soldier... Although I have retired, I have to shoulder the responsibilities I need to bear." Leng Feng said to Song Ziyu: "I will cover you, you leave, you try to survive, survive until the end of the exercise, even if you lose, Let’s lose with dignity!”

At this moment, Leng Feng knew that the situation was over and decided to disgust his opponent until the last moment.

"I know, I will try my best to delay time." Song Ziyu carefully put away the military flag, then turned around and quickly left the battle.

Behind him, gunfire rang out again, fierce and decisive, short and unyielding.

Finally, as the gunfire ended, Song Ziyu knew that he was probably the only one at Nanda who was still "alive".

Thinking of this, Song Ziyu no longer had any psychological burden.

Just run away, as long as you stay alive.

The longer you live, the longer you have to face nausea.

Song Ziyu touched the gun in his hand, thinking it would be nice to kill a few more people from Dushan University along the way.



In the command room, the major general couldn't help but sneer when he saw this scene.

"There are still ten people alive at Dushan University, and only one person at Nanfang University. It seems that the dust has settled." The major general couldn't help but ask.

Wu Dawen sat slumped in his seat and could only sigh.

Yang Hong sneered: "This kid is not too stupid, he actually knows how to escape, but what's the use of it?"

At the same time, the host's voice came from the TV asking for a beating.

"Viewers, this live broadcast is coming to an end."

"As you can see, Southern University's defeat has been determined. The only remaining variable now is how long the last student can survive."



In the cafeteria No. 1 of Southern University, a group of junior students were angrily denounced.

"Every class is really worse than the last. When we entered the school three years ago, Dushan University was in disarray. Now it's good, the situation has changed." A student with a beard said eloquently.

The other students were also filled with indignation and couldn't help cursing, as if they hated iron.

At this time, a male student who was holding a paper fan and fanning himself shouted to a woman occupying a table not far away: "Sister, please change the channel, I'm upset."

The woman called Sister Tou didn't even look back. She held the remote control in her hand and said, "Shut up and don't disturb me watching TV."

No one dared to provoke him, so they could only stare and watch dryly.

"Hey, Song Ting, stop looking and go to the martial arts hall to practice boxing." A man in martial arts uniform walked in and shouted to the eldest sister sitting in front of the TV.

Seeing the visitor, all the students stood up and saluted: "Hello, senior!"

The visitor accepted everyone's salutes very calmly, and then urged Song Ting.

"Don't panic, I want to see how the NTU freshmen lose." Song Ting said.

"Is this interesting?" the man said, "It makes me angry just looking at it."

"It's good to be angry!" Song Ting said: "I will go to the guild hall later to find some people from Dushan University to practice boxing. This will be fun."

"Then I'll watch it with you, and I'll beat up a few people too." The man also pulled up a chair and sat next to Song Ting.

The two of them occupied the opposite side of the TV set, but no one else dared to have the slightest dissatisfaction. The reason was simply because they were both "students of the moment" at Southern University!

"Are there any outstanding roles this year?" the man asked.

"No!" Song Ting said lightly: "They are all a bunch of pig-brained, embarrassing things!"

"Didn't you say there are a few soldiers who have returned from the army? How are they doing?" the man asked again.

"It's not that good. They've all been killed by Dushan's people." Song Ting said lightly.

"Oh." The man sighed, and he didn't seem too happy.

"Let's watch the game." Song Ting said.

At this moment, something seemed to happen on the TV, which instantly attracted their attention.



The top of the battlefield.

Dang Jiajia directed others to clean the battlefield.

Don't look at Dang Jiajia's sweet appearance and a beautiful beauty, but Dang Jiajia's ability impresses everyone.

Among the thirty people selected from the Dushan Academy, twenty-nine were boys, and only Dang Jiajia was a girl.

But this does not prevent Dang Jiajia from becoming the captain of this selection team.

As a female soldier recruited by the 38th Army's special detachment, Dang Jiajia is destined to be extraordinary. She became the captain not by chance, but by actual strength.

"The headcount of the captains has been completed. A total of twenty-nine people have been eliminated, and there is one fish that slipped through the net." A person came forward to Dang Jiajia and reported respectfully.

Dang Jiajia asked in a voice like an oriole: "Have you found the military flag?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"It seems that the military flag is on the guy who escaped." Dang Jiajia said lightly.

"Captain, what should we do next?" someone asked.

"I suggest we rest here until the exercise is over." Someone suggested.

This man's suggestion was immediately echoed by others: "A little miscellaneous fish can't survive the storm, let him fend for himself."

In the eyes of everyone at Dushan University, the exercise is actually over, and they just need to wait for the announcement.