After getting off the ground, he was panting like a cow somehow. Such an easy thing to do, but it also made him physically exhausted.

Of course he didn't want to be in such a state, but fortunately, when it came to the most dangerous moment just now, he hadn't lost his ability to react quickly, which was already thankful.

In any case, this place is not for a moment. Even the rats have to drive him away, and if he stays any longer, I really don't know what will happen.

He put the directional thunderbolt in his training backpack, put it away, and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

There were so many accidents on the battlefield that he had to think about it.

After a moment of respite, he resumed thinking about the evacuation in the sweltering heat.

When he was a soldier in battle, he benefited from his good brains.

It's effortless, it's harmless to use more, but the benefits are great, so why not? Through the observation just now, combined with the actual terrain, he quickly determined the previous evacuation plan and action steps in his mind.

Due to the fierce artillery battle and sporadic infantry attack and defense that lasted until dawn last night, the soldiers on both sides were exhausted, and it is estimated that at this time, except for the sniper, everyone on the front line position is seizing the time to rest, and even if there are only a few observation posts with strong support.

This is in his favor, and after this time, it is difficult to guarantee that the enemy's activity will not pose a greater threat to him after the intensification of the activity.

Moving forward, he saw that the dead grass at the entrance of the cave had burned up the blast. That's good, it's good for further observation.

He didn't think it would be a problem to jump from the crack in the rock in front of him, and he was sure that he would land safely on the raised rock to avoid stepping on the mine.

The point is that he feels that his physical strength is really not enough, in his state, he has not rested much in seven days and nights, not to mention, and there is a serious lack of energy from food and water, the whole person looks exhausted, weak and unable to withstand the toss, and cannot carry out the next such rapid action.

After jumping, you must not stop when you pass through the open area of the valley, but always run along the log as fast as you can, and when you reach the end, you must get up and try your best to jump over the fallen tree, and make sure that you land firmly on the other log.

Otherwise, if you hit a mine, you will either be killed or injured.

After that, we had to follow the log to the bare crater, and the whole process had to be done in one go, without the slightest pause or half a second.

It's dangerous, it's full of death-defying challenges.

On a normal day, if you run past the log at eleven o'clock after reaching the bottom of the valley, it will take you three to four seconds at most to reach the crater after several turnarounds.

But according to his current estimates, it will take at least five to six seconds for the operation to pass.

Five to six seconds is not a short time, enough for the enemy to react and pose a deadly threat to him.

Especially in front of Taniguchi, at three o'clock on his right hand was the enemy's heavy machine gun position, which was the greatest death for him, so he could not delay half a second and a half second.

The individual obstacle course that I once trained, now it's time for the real assessment!

Moving forward, he adjusted his breathing to cheer up his tired body as soon as possible and maximize his physical energy.

He knew that even and slender deep breathing would work well for lifting the spirit, and as long as he continued for ten minutes, the effect was obvious. I hope so, otherwise I really won't be able to leave this place of life and death quickly and safely.

When I felt that my physical strength was almost better, I began to implement the action plan.

There was still some ammunition and equipment on the platform at the other end of the crack, and he had to get it first. There was a platoon command radio and a telescope with infrared night vision.

The radio was used by him to call for artillery fire on targets, and the telescopes were imported and valuable, both of which were important and had to be brought back.

There were also two grenades next to the radio, one of which was a smoke bomb, which was now in use.

Just as he was about to go over, he suddenly felt a strange itch in his crotch, and maybe the root of his thigh began to ulcerate again, which was really troublesome!

Helplessly scratching through his pants, he leaned over and took two steps back into the crack in the stone.

He took two more steps back, leaning sideways, his right hand touching the weapon he had just brought with him.

Lifting the strap, he handed the gun to his left hand. It was a new standard rifle that hadn't been in use for long, and its performance was okay in all aspects.

But perhaps because he was weak and had little strength, he felt that this weapon, which he had used very well, was very heavy to carry.

He placed it against the stone wall, then continued to lean over.

When he reached the platform above his head, he took the sniper rifle and put it down on his left hand side as before, then took off the ammunition and equipped it, and finally carefully removed the telescope and radio.

I can't turn around in the crack of the stone, let alone squat. He hung binoculars around his neck, held the radio strap in one hand, and lifted the sniper rifle in the other, still moving sideways along the crack in the rock.

Compared to the other one, the hole was a little wider when he came back, and the stone gap was just big enough for his shoulders, and he was able to straighten his body on his side.

There was still silence on the battlefield, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

From the reverse point of view, this is a dead end where the enemy on the opposite side cannot shoot, and he can rest for a while and calmly wait for the best time. He had to do this, there was nothing to say.

The wind is blowing. There is no fog at this time, and it is impossible for the weather to be foggy like this.

Although the war zone is a fog zone, there is no one today, the sun is poisonous today, and the temperature is too high to suffocate people.

The most likely is a rain in the afternoon, a heavy rain if God is gracious, a light rain if you don't give face, and then it's still hot.

It may be another heavy rain or light rain in the heat of the heat, depending on the mood of God.

Moving forward doesn't count on those ones. All he wanted was to leave, and the sooner the better, while he still had a little strength.

If he wants to start an evacuation operation, he needs help! He knew that there was a high-level machine gun of his own people on the high ground diagonally opposite, suppressing the place.

In other words, he needed the help of that infantry heavy firepower weapon.

Now we have to communicate with our allies.

He took out a small command flag and waved it towards the mountain.

After playing the flag, he breathed a sigh of relief. He's been in touch with the other side and has received a support response from the evacuation operation, which is very good, it's what he wants, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to leave.

Looking through the binoculars, I saw the machine gunner spit out the cigarette butt with a "phew", called his comrades, and was ready to cover him.

There was nothing to say, which made him completely relieved. Putting away the binoculars, he quickly counted the ammunition and pressed the remaining fifty or so scattered rounds into two empty automatic rifle magazines.