As for the way to deal with being strangled by someone's neck, in the fighting training of the Hero Company, the company Dameng repeatedly emphasized, that is, never let this kind of thing happen to you, because there is no good way to deal with it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, the only thing you can do is to put your hands on your neck to delay the arrival of the last moment.

I didn't believe in evil at first, so I consulted Lincoln, who specialized in hand-to-hand combat, and got almost the same answer.

Try to maintain the space around your neck and hold on until your companion arrives.

When asked what to do without a companion, he shook his head, "If that's the case, I suggest you work harder in the direction of the side of your neck to end this painful process as soon as possible."

Now I'm in this awkward situation.

Captain, they don't know when they're back, and I'm fighting alone.

Do you want to do what Lincoln said, to help the enemy strangle himself as soon as possible?

I can't do that.

My death was a minor event, but after I died, the captives left here, and the captain's plan was exposed.

They will be ambushed by the enemy, and the Panthers detachment will be wiped out.

This must not be allowed to happen.

I struggled.

As expected, the hateful enemy had an absolute advantage.

No matter how hard I tried, I could only slide further and further into the abyss of death.

As I struggled, the strength of the neck increased.

Struggling is not only exhausting, but it also requires more oxygen. In the case of difficulty breathing, the muscles quickly become sore due to lack of oxygen. The tongue unconsciously sticks out to get a lot of breathing space, and the eyes seem to pop out of their sockets.

No matter how reluctant I was, I also knew that my life was coming to an end.

Consciousness is blurred, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. Past experiences appear and disappear in front of my eyes one by one.

Karin, a beautiful and hearty girl, the goddess of my heart. She smiled at me and opened her arms.

I'm so tired, the days that have been hovering on the brink of life and death always have a head, it's time to relax.

The body becomes lighter, and it is as if it floats up at any time. With the last of my strength, I leapt forward and threw myself into her arms.

……

It looks like there are thousands of ants climbing and biting. The pain and itching sensation is not much different from cell activation therapy.

The sharp pain and burning sensation came from my throat, as if a soldering iron was around my neck.

The indescribable pain made me want to moan but couldn't make a sound.

The thick smell of fish irritated the vomiting center, and I could no longer lie quietly.

I still remember being choked by the neck by my captive, and no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't get rid of the tightening entanglement.

As a dead person, I feel like I'm feeling a little too rich.

A strong curiosity drove me to open my eyes.

The simple act of opening your eyes requires a lot of perseverance to complete at this time.

As the dark red light pierced my pupils, my head spasmed like pins and needles, and I couldn't hold it anymore and let out a low, hoarse roar.

After a while, the pain subsided and I finally regained consciousness.

I found myself in the makeshift cavern, with a half-broken head captive lying beside me, the corpse's legs still twitching.

Depending on the situation, it won't be too long before he dies.

Is this a miracle? The enemy who had the upper hand died.

In a few minutes, I figured out what was going on.

In the process of struggling, the two of us fell off in the cave. The cave was large enough to hide, and it was too small for a fighting place, and in a violent collision, a stone protruding from the roof of the cave hit the back of the captive's head.

The disgusting stench came from his corpse.

To ensure indoor air quality, I dragged the body out of the cave.

Before the captains had returned, I reviewed what had just happened.

It's all my fault. Deluded by the deliberate leakage of information from my captives, I thought I had found a way to win.

But if I think about it deeply, it is such a complicated thing to win the war, and it is not at all at my level that I can find out the answer.

What's more, whether Proxima Centauri is fighting on two fronts, ordinary captives also know, and how can they hide it from the military's top brass.

It's me, I think I've found a treasure, and I'm so excited.

Everything was the captive's plan, and he had to rely on sensational news to distract me in order to find an escape.

I can say that I am completely in touch with his way, if it weren't for the luck of being a lucky general, he must have been the one who left with a smile at this time.

Touching my neck, which was still red and swollen, I laughed at myself and thought that the main reason for the success was unrealistic personal heroism.

Delusional to turn the tide in the interstellar war with the power of one person, who else will be tricked if I don't get hit.

After about five hours, the captain and Davis finally returned.

Lincoln also returned, but as the captain carrying the corpse on his back.

I saw a blur of flesh and blood.

I couldn't believe my eyes, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Lincoln was an old comrade-in-arms.

We have been born and died together since the time of the Company of Heroes.

I didn't expect that the kung fu of taking a nap was already separated by heaven and earth.

"How did he die? How many enemies besieged him? ”

In my subconscious, Lincoln's melee ability was invincible, and it was impossible for an enemy to kill him, and he must have been sacrificed after a despicable siege.

"It wasn't the enemy who did it. He accidentally touched a scattered bullet outside the battlefield, and the explosion severed the artery, bleeding from profusely and died. ”

"Scattering bullets outside the battlefield? This is the enemy's territory, how can they spread the ...... on their own territory"

I suddenly realized that he had died at the hands of his own people.

For a while, I couldn't accept this fact, and I froze in place.

"You killed the captive? Isn't he honest? ”

“……”

"Zhao Ping, what happened to the captive?"

"Captain, I can't accept that Lincoln should die from a lightning strike of his own people. He should have died in a heroic battle under siege by the majority...... Such a way to die, it's too unjust! ”

No matter how much I cried and wailed, Lincoln was dead.

He was able to navigate through the rain of bullets and bullets, and survived the most tragic scenes, only to die from a small scattering bullet dropped by his own side.

It is because of God's mercy that he should be liberated as soon as possible.

That's all I can convince myself.

……

The return to the station was three days later.

We walked on foot, almost to the Line of Actual Control (LAC) area.

The captain and Davis took turns carrying me, giving me the feeling that I was a burden.

Lincoln's affair became a problem for me.

I couldn't accept that he just died.

Such a heroic and senseless soldier died so lightly.

I stayed in the frontline hospital for two days. The activated treatment quickly healed the injury to the left leg.

It's a pity that I haven't been able to see Karin for the past few days.

She was so busy that I was disappointed with my anticipation.

On the third day of hospitalization, the captain came to me and helped me with the discharge procedures.

On the way out of the hospital, I couldn't resist asking him why he was so excited.

In the image, the sharp and reticent Ruan team rarely is so excited.

"Is there anything good?"

"The Jupiter fleet is here."