Zhou Weiguo, who sighed in his heart for a while, sighed suddenly, then recited a sentence of Amitabha, and then continued to devote all his energy to the great event of finding food and feeding his stomach.

His luck was so bad that after searching for more than thirty minutes, he didn't find a single food to feed his stomach, except for a pot of tea that was a little cold, not even a little.

Helpless.

I had to pour the pot of cold tea into my stomach in one go, although it was not as good as food, but there was finally something in my stomach, and I could barely coax my stomach not to growl, it seemed that my body had a little strength, at least my legs were not so weak.

Zhou Weiguo's luck was indeed extremely bad, and on the way to the next room to find food, he met the little devil who searched for the rout of the national army.

The sharp-eyed little devil didn't say a word, raising his hand was a shot, Zhou Weiguo originally wanted to escape, but when he saw that there were only two little devils, he had a hot head, thinking that the little devils were as unbearable as the anti-Japanese dramas he watched before he crossed over, so he raised his gun to fight back.

This counterattack.

It was a solid lesson for Zhou Weiguo.

The little devils are not as unbearable as in the anti-Japanese drama before the crossing, but they are extremely tough, the two little devils are not only good at marksmanship, but also advance and retreat in an orderly manner, one relies on the terrain to shoot, the other relies on the terrain, and slowly approaches Zhou Weiguo's hiding place, sometimes throwing a grenade or something.

Zhou Weiguo, who couldn't steal chickens and couldn't help but lose a handful of rice, no longer had the ambition he had just met the little devil, but turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Escape.

Zhou Weiguo fled.

The two little devils chattered some words that Zhou Weiguo didn't understand, and then chased after them.

In the process of catching up.

The little devil was still shooting, and several times, Zhou Weiguo was almost hit by the bullet shot by the devil and almost lost his life.

Of course.

Zhou Weiguo did not fail to fight back, when he hid in the wall or the corner, he would use the shell gun in his hand to fight back, so as to ease the speed of the devil's pursuit.

Maybe Zhou Weiguo was so hard-working, maybe it was the reason why God couldn't look past it, maybe it was the reason why the system in Zhou Weiguo's body was worried that the host was dead, which made Zhou Weiguo's luck suddenly get better, and in the process of counterattacking the devil, he hit a devil with one shot.

Seeing this, the other devil pursued even more desperately, but Zhou Weiguo, who killed a devil, suddenly increased his confidence, and he shot at each other without hiding or escaping.

"Little devil, come on, grandpa has something delicious here." Zhou Weiguo, who was greatly confident, cursed the devil with words when he was excited about shooting.

Day.

Zhou Weiguo, who had just finished scolding the devil, suddenly heard the sound of the shell gun in his hand shooting empty.

This is generally the case.

There is only one possibility.

That's the absence of bullets.

Zhou Weiguo, who searched all over his body and didn't find a single bullet, couldn't care less, and began to turn his head and run wildly.

The devil in the back probably also knew that Zhou Weiguo had no ammunition, so he chased after it with a swagger.

ran like this, chased after it, and went out in a blink of an eye at a distance of more than 100 meters.

Suddenly.

Zhou Weiguo, who was on the run, suddenly felt that his body began to become heavy, especially his legs, as if they had been poured lead, particularly weak, and his feet stepped on the ground, as if he was stepping on cotton.

In fact, at this time, the most uncomfortable thing was Zhou Weiguo's stomach, maybe it was because he drank too much herbal tea, maybe it was because his stomach woke up from being coaxed by herbal tea, and he began to scream non-stop, and even Zhou Weiguo's lower body, at this time, also ran out to make trouble, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

If there were no devils behind, Zhou Weiguo would definitely sit on the ground and gasp for breath regardless of it, if there were no devils behind, Zhou Weiguo would definitely untie his belt here and release the water immediately.

Pity.

There are devils in the back.

There is a devil who wants Zhou Weiguo's life.

Human perseverance is powerful.

Just like the current Zhou Weiguo, he is persisting and gritting his teeth with a strong will to survive.

One-step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Of course.

There are times when you can't hold on.

Maybe it was because Zhou Weiguo really couldn't walk, so he sat down on the ground with a "poof", panting heavily.

Not far away.

It was a ghost soldier with a gun and a sinister smile on his face.

Are you going to die?

Zhou Weiguo, who looked up at the starry sky, suddenly had such an idea in his heart.

Looks like.

I'm really going to die.

I am going to die in this city of blood and fire in Nanjing.

Probably a few decades later, I will be one of the victims of the Nanjing Massacre, right?

By the faint light of the stars.

Zhou Weiguo saw the kind of cold light emitted by the devil's bayonet, during the Anti-Japanese War, how many innocent compatriots died under the devil's bayonet?

They could have dodged!

Alas!

Zhou Weiguo, who sighed, raised his hand with great effort, and Zhou stepped up and down, he was looking for a grenade.

At this time, Zhou Weiguo already knew that he was going to die, and nine times out of ten he would die under the bayonets of the devils, so he was ready to use the grenades hidden on his body to die with the devils like countless anti-Japanese martyrs.

Anyway.

The devil kills one and dies one, dies one less, kills two and earns one.

I killed a devil by myself, and I have already returned to my roots, and if I die with this devil who is about to come to me, I will earn one.

It's a pity.

Zhou Weiguo's idea is good, but the reality is a little cruel, Zhou Weiguo, who has been touching Zhou Weiguo for a long time, is stunned that he didn't find the grenade he wants.

Other words.

Zhou Weiguo's idea of using a grenade to die with the devil was shattered.

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Zhou Weiguo, who spit out a dirty word, muttered, "System, you cheat me, I can't be strong even if I want to be strong." ”

After speaking, his eyelids sank and he fainted.

"Platoon commander, platoon commander, you fortunately woke up, you scared me to death just now!" Huang Youyou opened his eyes, and Zhou Weiguo, who was completely confused and didn't know why, suddenly heard such a worried and concerned tone.

He shook his head vigorously, and only after the thoughts in his mind had become somewhat clearer did he turn his gaze to the person who was speaking towards him.

This is a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a hint of immaturity on his face, but at this time he is full of worry.

"Dog?" Zhou Weiguo subconsciously spit out such a sentence.