The Black Death Legion attacked, and at least eight tactical squads chose to land and move quickly towards the hill where Xiao Zhan was.

This was the last straw that crushed Xiao Zhan.

But Xiao Zhan also attacked, and he rushed towards the camping point as fast as he could, seemingly unaffected by his injuries or physical exhaustion.

Charge, charge all the way, the speed is terrifying.

"How can he still have the stamina? Isn't he at the end of the crossbow? How can you still run so fast?! The Count let out a shocked voice, unable to believe what was happening before him.

But whether he believed it or not, Xiao Zhan just rushed to the camping point in one go, collected guns and ammunition as quickly as possible, and then rushed back before the Black Death Legion arrived.

He was for guns and ammunition, and he could still collect a little from the camp, although not too much, but enough.

Xiao Zhan carried three guns on his back, packed the bullets scattered on the ground and hung them on his body, and completed the return up and down the mountain with great ferocity.

Those who had retreated did not dare to approach him at all, nor did they continue to go further into the recess.

Don't say you don't dare, even if you dare, it's too late in time, Xiao Zhan is faster than them, not as soon as possible, and much faster.

"Who said it only took one last straw to crush him?" The Count stared at Baron Silmon's face and rebuked, "Do you look like he can be crushed with a straw?" ”

The baron was also surprised, he thought it was impossible.

A man who had been fighting all day, and whose head was almost slapped into a pulp, could still run at such a fast speed, up and down the mountain, and carry three guns and many bullets on his back.

This load, this speed...... It's impossible at all, there is a limit to human physical strength, and there is a limit to human spirit.

However, Xiao Zhan seemed to have no limit, and under everyone's gaze, he found weapons and ammunition and returned at a speed no less than usual.

Straw? Can this be crushed with a straw? No kidding, Xiao Zhan was still early when he was crushed by a straw.

He has entered the combat state, and after entering the combat state, he will run non-stop like a perpetual motion machine, tirelessly.

Three rifles, more than a hundred rounds of ammunition, were enough.

Xiao Zhan, who was covered in slimy blood, sat on the stone, put a cigarette in his mouth, and used the nicotine in the cigarette to stimulate his spirit.

He had to hold this position, at least until it got dark.

As for whether you can escape, that's another story.

After putting the three guns and the magazines in place, Xiao Zhan finally opened the curtain and walked in.

Seeing him covered in blood, Shen Xiao's tears flowed out at once, and he pursed his lips vigorously, trying not to let himself cry.

Xiao Zhan grinned, opened the first aid kit, took out scissors from it, cut his own hair, and then disinfected himself with medical alcohol.

His injuries were mainly to the head, and he was hit several times by stones, and his skin and flesh were rolled up, and he looked extremely worried.

"Brother, you can rest for a while......" Shen Xiao made a pleading voice.

"No, I can't rest now, and if I do, I'll collapse." Xiao Zhan gritted his teeth to clean up the wound on his head, and said to Shen Xiao: "This is my fighting state, as long as I don't rest, I can continue to fight." And when I get into the fighting mode, I get tireless. I used to think it was impossible, but now I know it's completely possible, because that's who I am. ”

The medical alcohol cleaned the wound and flowed on his face, washing away the blood on Xiao Zhan's face, but it couldn't be washed clean.

He couldn't stitch it for himself, so he had to sprinkle the hemostatic powder on it and then wrap it in sterile gauze temporarily.

This is the easiest way to deal with it, and if you are lucky enough to escape, you will have to deal with it a second time.

"Here, I'll get you something to eat, but I'm using the gasoline stove as a bomb...... Let's get some food alive, and I'll get you some good things when I kill this group of people. ”

Xiao Zhan took out the energy bar, broke it open, put it in a cup, poured water and stirred it, turning it into a cup of mushy energy food.

"Brother, you eat, you drink more water......"

Shen Xiao bit his lip and held back tears.

The food here, his brother barely moved; The fresh water here, his brother barely touched.

"I'm not hungry, I'm not thirsty, I'm in combat shape right now." Xiao Zhan wiped his left hand hard with the curtain, then helped Shen Xiao up and fed her gently: "Maybe you don't know, I have long developed this habit on the battlefield, because the battlefield is ruthless." Sometimes a battle can go on for days, without food and water, but you can only survive. You get used to it when you hold it, and you get used to it when you hold it, and it becomes like this when you hold it up, hehe. ”

Xiao Zhan said it lightly, but what he said was also the truth.

Many times, people like them go out to fight, and they are often pursued and rounded up.

There was no one to support them in logistics, and there was no one to guide them in their retreat, let alone answer.

No food, no water, fighting to survive, God knows how long to fight.

Those who can't hold on die, and those who hold on get used to it.

If he really fights, Xiao Zhan can fight without any food or water for four days until his body can no longer resist dehydration.

If there is food and water, he can fight for eight days without sleeping.

This is something that no professional soldier can achieve, because the human body can't hold it, but Xiao Zhan can, so he is known as the most powerful warrior in the history of mankind.

"Brother, your head ......"

Shen Xiao saw Xiao Zhan's head, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Little meow, hey, hey, hey......" Xiao Zhan winked mischievously at Shen Xiao.

"I ...... Brother, have you regained your memory?! Shen Xiao looked surprised.

Little Meow, this is the nickname that Xiao Zhan gave her when she was a child, and she has been shouting until she is older, but she has never heard it again for so many years, and her brother has lost his memory and can't remember his nickname.

"That's a good thing, I think about a lot of things, if these guys give me two more heads in the head-"

"Can you think of more?"

Xiao Zhan rolled his eyes: "Just stoned to death!" Okay, you lie here, I'm going to go out and have a look. ”

"Then you eat something and drink some water!"

"I'm not hungry, I'm not thirsty, I'm in fighting right now."

Xiao Zhan lifted the curtain and walked out, sat down against the rock, and stared at the black death legions who had already landed.

He pulled out his saber, carefully picked out the half-coagulated blood clot from his body, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly, then swallowed heavily.

The food is my sister's; Water, too, is my sister's.

He is an elder brother, he can endure anything, he can bear anything, and he has blood for food.

provoked blood clots to devour, showing Xiao Zhan's cold-blooded cruelty; The food and water left for his sister are his amorous and soft side.

Inside and outside the curtain, double-sided Xiao Zhan.

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(End of chapter)