At six o'clock in the morning, the sun broke through the clouds and rose into the sky from the East China Sea, and the morning light began to shine on a wooded hill near the city of Changzhou.

At the mouth of a small hidden cave overgrown with weeds, a human head suddenly sticks out.

This person was Zhao Zilong, he looked around, and after there was nothing abnormal, he shrank back.

After he left Henglin Town last night, he kept running in the northwest direction, and finally came here to hide.

He first checked the wounds on his body, except for the thigh wound because it was wet when crossing the river, which was a little infected, the others were some external injuries.

Zhao Zilong was an assassin who was not only proficient in firearms, but also knew medical skills, so he quickly took care of minor wounds.

And for the infected gunshot wound to the thigh, because there were no anti-inflammatories, he sprinkled it with ammunition powder and ignited it to reduce inflammation.

Burning one's own flesh with fire is not something that ordinary people can dare to do, but fortunately, Zhao Zilong has a strong physique and a firm will, so he can endure it.

After the thigh wound was de-inflammatory, he applied some herbs and bandaged it again.

Then, he cleanses his whole body again, eats his stomach again, and finally, he rests with a special pranayama.

After a night's rest, all the wounds on his body were basically healed, and it only took a few days to fully recover.

After eating a compressed biscuit and drinking the few sips of water left in the kettle, Zhao Zilong thought about finding a water source before hurrying.

After sensing the surroundings again, and there was no movement, Zhao Zilong got out of the cave.

At this time, the sun shines all over the earth, and the heavens and the earth become clear.

Leaning on the grass and trees, Zhao Zilong walked up the hill and looked out with that monocular.

He frowned at the sight of puffs of smoke rising from the town in the distance. And when he found that there were multiple devil armies in and out, he couldn't help but clench the Zhongzheng rifle.

Today is the 4th, and there are 8 days left until the 13th. According to the map, Zhao Zilong judged that Changzhou was more than 130 kilometers away from Nanjing. If you travel continuously, you can reach it in two days.

In this way, he can find Li Xiaoling in advance and take her away before the devil captures Nanjing.

However, according to historical records, he knew that now the devils were surrounding Nanjing from all directions. Now Nanjing has also done a good job of periphery and complex defense, which is difficult for ordinary people to enter.

If there are any more accidents on the road, it will delay the trip. For example, he was in a hurry last night, but in order to recuperate, he wasted a night. And during the day, because there were devil troops coming in and out, he didn't go fast.

"Let's take one step at a time." Finally, Zhao Zilong pursed his mouth and shook his head.

And when he walked down the mountain, he saw the devil military uniform he was wearing, so he decided to change it into a camouflage suit.

Zhao Zilong pulled out a dagger from the side of his right boot and cut a large pile of stalks, leaves and weeds near the hill.

Then he put down his neutral rifle, took off his rucksack, unbuckled his belt, and took off the devil's military uniform.

Then, he used a dagger to make a dozen different parts of his clothes and trousers, cutting the lower ends of each two.

Soon, the khaki military uniform turned into a cloak made up of strips of cloth.

He tied the stems and leaves of the cut weeds to strips of cloth piece by piece, and then carefully trimmed them, and in this way, a simple and practical camouflage suit was made.

Then he made a straw circle, planted a few small wildflowers, and put them on his head.

It turned out that there was still a steel helmet, but he was left behind last night when he was chased by the devils in Fulin Town.

However, even if there is a steel helmet, Zhao Zilong still doesn't want to use it. Because he felt that the steel helmet was not only heavy to wear, but also because of its shiny surface, it was easy to be spotted by the enemy in the wilderness. It's okay to squat in the trench and use it to block shrapnel or something, but if you wear it in peacetime, it's a drag.

Finally, Zhao Zilong crushed the remaining stems and leaves, squeezed out some dark green juice, mixed it with dirt, and smeared the gray-green paint like paste on his face, hands, neck, and feet.

Before leaving, he tied a few green vines to the square rucksack.

After observing his surroundings, he walked northwest along a trail outside the city of Changzhou.

Because he was wearing a camouflage suit, he easily avoided several devil troops.

Although he now has that eight-fold monocular, which can snipe devils from a distance, he has not found a lone devil soldier, so he has to hold back.

He walked about five or six kilometers and still didn't find any water source.

At this time, the sun was in the sky, the sun was fierce, and he felt a little thirsty.

Seeing that there was a small forest in front of him, surrounded by an open area, it was quiet, Zhao Zilong's brows tightened slightly, and he suddenly stopped.

He quickly hid in the grass, took out his binoculars from his backpack and looked at it, and saw a small pond next to the grove.

With a happy face, Zhao Zilong immediately sensed the surroundings and found that there was nothing abnormal, so he immediately ran towards the small pond.

But when he came to this small pond with a radius of three or four meters, he found that it was almost dry, and his brows immediately furrowed.

Zhao Zilong looked left and right, but found that on the opposite shore of the small pond, there were two sugarcanes with a height of one meter.

With a happy look on his face, he ran over and picked one off, broke it and took a bite, chewed it, and suddenly a stream of juice seeped out, a sweet taste.

He immediately took a few bites, then picked a few more and broke them and put them in his backpack.

"Help!"

Suddenly, a faint cry came from the grove.

Suddenly, Zhao Zilong's face changed, and he immediately took off the Zhongzheng rifle and hid in the grass.

After finding that no one appeared, he quickly pricked up his ears, listened for a while, and felt that someone in the forest was making noise, as if someone was threatening what the other party was doing.

Frowning, Zhao Zilong glanced around, put his rifle on his back again, pulled out a dagger from his feet, and quietly touched towards the grove.

Although Zhao Zilong was an assassin and was indifferent to matters that had nothing to do with him, he would still take action if he encountered injustice.

Because he was wearing a camouflage suit and walking in the weeds, he easily came to the edge of the grove.

Now, the voice coming from inside can be heard more clearly.

Through the cracks in the trees, he faintly saw five people in a clearing in the distance.

Two of them, men in black coats and black hats, pointed a gun at a somewhat obese middle-aged man, who stood next to a young woman and a teenager.

"Yang Hanjiang, I'm going to kill you today." A man who was a little short and fat shouted viciously at the middle-aged man.

"You, listen to me......" The middle-aged man was sweating on his forehead and was about to defend himself, but the fat man fired.

A gunshot rang out.

The middle-aged man suddenly had a hole in his forehead and fell on his back.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy!"

The young woman and the teenager threw themselves on the middle-aged man who fell to the ground, crying bitterly.

The fat man blew the cigarette from the muzzle of the gun and looked at the young woman, the corners of his mouth curled into a lewd smile.