At this time, Yang Shuoming seemed to have returned to the past.

Although he came to this era, after becoming the Minister of Finance, he lived a pampered life for a long time, but he did not relax his requirements for physical fitness and combat skills.

Strict requirements for oneself, in exchange, is the chance to survive at this moment today.

Yang Shuoming crawled carefully on the ground like a snake, his speed was fast, but it was extremely difficult to be detected, but even so, it was not enough to help him get rid of his pursuers. Of course, Yang Shuoming at this moment did not plan to escape in this way.

He didn't want to run for his life either.

Yang Shuoming crouched in the grass, observing his surroundings and the situation of his pursuers, judging the next target.

Soon, the two pursuers approached.

Yang Shuoming stared at these two people tightly, their figures became clearer and clearer, Yang Shuoming saw their outfits clearly, and frowned again.

The two pursuers in front of them were dressed in the camouflage uniforms of the Chinese Army Special Forces, and the assault rifles they held in their hands were also special forces.

The two pursuers were in a posture of covering each other back to back, and they searched and moved forward quickly, probably feeling something, and when they were about to approach Yang Shuoming's hiding place, their footsteps unconsciously slowed down.

Yang Shuoming's body was raised slightly, his right hand was raised, and the dagger in his hand turned into a black light, flying straight forward, and "pounced" into the throat of the pursuer in front.

The pursuer's body stiffened suddenly, the assault rifle in his hand slipped involuntarily, and just when he raised his hand to pull out the dagger, Yang Shuoming had already quietly rushed to his side.

The pursuer behind heard the strange sound at this time and turned around, and when he happened to face Yang Shuoming, Yang Shuoming had already reached out and pulled out the dagger inserted in the throat of the first pursuer and inserted it into the neck of the second pursuer.

The body of the second pursuer twitched violently, and he wanted to shoot, but Yang Shuoming's hands twisted his wrists tightly, and at this time, the blood on his neck shot out like a fountain, and many blood spots fell on Yang Shuoming's face, but his eyes didn't even blink. In a moment, the other party's body softened, Yang Shuoming's body fell down with the other party's softness, he reached out and pulled out the dagger and inserted it into the sheath behind his waist, and then quickly picked up the opponent's assault rifle. The whole ambush was surprisingly fast, and there was not much sound.

"Xingyang? Hadron? ”

The pursuers not far away seemed to be aware of the movement here, and a big man led by him turned to this side and asked loudly.

Yang Shuoming sneered, raised the assault rifle, aimed it directly at him and pulled the trigger.

The big man's chest instantly erupted with a blood mist, and he fell backwards with a scream, and another pursuer beside him saw Yang Shuoming, roared, and started strafing with an assault rifle.

Yang Shuoming immediately rolled sideways and hid in the grass after a successful blow, and just as he lay on the ground, the "supercomputer eye" locked the opponent's figure, and he lost no time in firing again, shooting the pursuer in the head.

The remaining pursuers were obviously flustered, and they all started to strafe with assault rifles, and for a while, Yang Shuoming's side was full of bullets.

Yang Shuoming rolled to the side of a corpse, and under the cover of the corpse, he pulled the trigger again, and two more pursuers fell in response, and the remaining pursuers were shocked when they saw this, and turned around and fled.

Yang Shuoming was not surprised to see this scene, because through the battle just now, he had already judged that the other party was just armed personnel with a certain amount of military training, although the equipment was standard Chinese Army special forces equipment, but their skills were by no means what special forces personnel should have, at most they were better than ordinary soldiers.

Yang Shuoming ran forward quickly, raising his gun from time to time and firing fiercely, shooting down several remaining pursuers in turn with extremely calm movements.

The woods instantly became quiet, Yang Shuoming lay down in the grass with bated breath, looked around alertly, and after making sure that there was no danger, he cautiously came to a corpse and began to unload the useful equipment on the other party.

When Yang Shuoming took off the grenade hanging on the other party's chest, his fingers seemed to touch something, and the expression on his face immediately became a little strange.

He hesitated for a moment, then ripped off the black veil from the other party's face, and the face of a young and beautiful woman appeared in front of him.

As if he didn't believe the facts in front of him, Yang Shuoming tore open the clothes on the other party's chest, and in an instant, a pair of white and plump pepper milk was revealed, and the two ripe purple red points were tempting. It's just that one of the pairs of breasts has been pierced by a bullet, and there is still blood flowing from the bullet hole, which seems very incongruous with its beauty.

"I'm still pregnant...... Do you hate me that much? ”

Yang Shuoming frowned for a while, and then recovered from his surprised state. He closed her shirt and was about to pick up the magazine around her waist when a strange feeling told him that danger was imminent!

Completely out of fighting instinct, Yang Shuoming's body rolled to the side and crossed the assault rifle to his chest at the same time.

"Bang!" The assault rifle shattered in his chest in an instant.

Yang Shuoming only felt a surge of qi and blood in his chest, he twisted his body with all his might, dodged behind a boulder, and curled up his body into a ball.

He knew that he was almost "sniped" just now.

Another shot came at him, hitting the boulder where he was hiding. The other party seemed to trust the power of the sniper rifle in his hand and wanted to smash the stone that Yang Shuoming was hiding from, but the boulder resisted the blow.

The other party fell silent and stopped shooting. Yang Shuoming couldn't help but secretly call it a fluke.

If the stone behind him didn't bear fruit, he would probably die.

Yang Shuoming observed the surroundings, his brain spun rapidly, and he pondered a way to get out.

He knew that this sniper hiding in the shadows was a terrible enemy, and the current confrontation between them would not last long.

At this moment, a heart-rending scream suddenly came from the woods!

With the help of the "super computer eye", Yang Shuoming judged the direction of the scream, which happened to be consistent with the direction of the sniper's bullet, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Yang Shuoming returned to the female corpse, picked up the magazine and grenade that he had just taken from her, picked up an assault rifle next to another corpse, and then rushed into the woods quickly.

Soon, he found the body of the screaming man.

It was a man covered in mud with a cloth towel wrapped around his head, lying face down on the ground, a bayonet piercing through the back of his heart, leaving him on his body, and in his hand lay a sniper rifle with a scope.

Looking at the mud sticking to his hands, Yang Shuoming knew why his "supercomputer eye" didn't find him.

The mud masked the heat on his body, no wonder he didn't notice it.

Thinking that the other party actually knew this level of knowledge about himself, Yang Shuoming couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

Yang Shuoming hid next to a big tree and carefully observed the surroundings.

The woods were quiet, the breeze blew, and the leaves rustled from time to time, and the sky was already bright, and the sunlight shone in through the gaps between the leaves, making everything around it seem indescribably solemn and strange.

Yang Shuoming's "supercomputer eye" kept scanning the surroundings, and soon, the "infrared scanning system" helped him find clues.

In the distance, a figure crouched on a large tree.

Yang Shuoming raised his gun and aimed at the other party, his eyes quickly zoomed in on the other party's image, but somehow, this person's slender figure made Yang Shuoming have a sense of déjà vu, he squinted at the sniper who was killed and covered in mud, and lowered the muzzle of the gun.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt that danger was approaching.

Yang Shuoming turned his head and glanced behind him, but found nothing, and when he turned around, the figure in the tree had disappeared.

Yang Shuoming realized that his current situation was quite bad, and he was just about to leave, when there was a scream in the distance again!

Yang Shuoming chased after him with a gun, and soon, the familiar figure appeared again, it was a woman in a black tights, with a black scarf covering her face, and she couldn't see her face clearly. And at the woman's feet, there was also a big man covered in mud, who fell to the ground on his back with his face to the sky, and blood gushed out from his heart. And in the woman's hand, she held a "Steel Eagle" machete often equipped with Chinese marines.

"Steel Eagle" is a kind of machete designed by Yang Shuoming with reference to the military combat knife of later generations for the Marine Corps, the shape is close to the horizontal knife of the Tang Dynasty, but it is shorter and more thick and stronger, and has a long back tooth, which can be chopped and stabbed, because of the unique design, it is easy to use, once it is launched, it is very popular with the officers and soldiers of the Marine Corps, so its equipment is not limited to the Marine Corps, and the mountain troops of the army are also equipped with a large number of them.

The woman holding the "Steel Eagle" noticed Yang Shuoming's appearance, she turned her head to look at Yang Shuoming, a pair of eyes exposed outside the scarf instantly became extremely sharp, her left hand flipped violently, and she pulled out a pistol.

At this time, Yang Shuoming raised the assault rifle in his hand, and the two of them stood facing each other, as if they had a tacit understanding, and they both fired with extremely fast movements.

The bullet whistled past Yang Shuoming's ears, and Yang Shuoming heard a scream from behind him, but he didn't look back, but concentrated on firing and shot the sneak attacker who appeared behind the woman in the head.

As if they had made an appointment, the two of them turned their heads to look behind them, and each saw the fall of the enemy behind them.

Yang Shuoming looked at the woman and just wanted to ask out loud, but she quickly put the pistol back into her waist, shook her head, glanced at him, and motioned him not to make a sound.

Yang Shuoming nodded, bowed down under the big tree, and the woman was also silently hiding behind a stone like him.

Yang Shuoming scanned the surroundings with his "supercomputer eye", he could now sense the danger approaching, but somehow, he couldn't find the other party's hiding place.

He remembered the killers who had been beaten to death covered in mud, and suddenly understood.

The mastermind of this assassination must be a person who is very familiar with himself and has seriously investigated and studied himself.

This person's research on himself has reached a very deep level, he may not know the existence of his supercomputer eye, but he may learn about his "special ability" from some reports about himself, so he has formulated effective countermeasures for the surname!

Yang Shuoming looked at the woman, and the woman was also looking at him at this time, under Yang Shuoming's sharp gaze, she did not have the slightest hint of fear, but made a move that surprised Yang Shuoming.

She raised her hand and asked him in sign language.

"Are you hurt?"

"Nope." Yang Shuoming replied in sign language.

"There are still enemies here that haven't appeared, be careful."

"Understood."

"You should get out of here right now."

"What about you?"

"Leave me alone, you go first. Right away. ”

Yang Shuoming looked into his eyes, only to see that the light in her eyes suddenly became severe, as if the elementary school teacher was looking at a child who had just made a mistake, Yang Shuoming nodded, he looked around, using the "supercomputer eye" to determine his position, just as he was about to leave, with the whistling sound of cannonballs breaking through the air, an explosion suddenly came from the woods.

Yang Shuoming turned his head to look, only to see a huge fire rising from the woods, and soon, all the trees around the center of the explosion were burning.

Seeing this terrifying scene, Yang Shuoming's face couldn't help but change greatly.

He had already judged that someone was firing Molotov cocktails with mortars into the woods where he was!

Several more incendiary bombs flew and landed in the woods and exploded, and soon, huge flames rose everywhere, and soon became a huge wall of fire under the blowing of the mountain wind.

Yang Shuoming got up and ran forward with the woman, and not long after the two of them left, an incendiary bomb landed where they had just been, and the flames engulfed everything there in an instant.

The two men ran forward desperately, and soon rushed out of the woods, and by this time a sea of fire had become behind them.

The woman ran forward a few steps and suddenly stopped.

Yang Shuoming saw the scene in front of her, and suddenly stopped his galloping footsteps.

In front of the two of them, there is a cliff!

The heat wave behind him rolled in, Yang Shuoming looked back at the rapidly approaching flames, and for the first time he felt a chill in his heart.

The whistling sound of cannonballs breaking through the air was heard in the air again, Yang Shuoming and the woman dodged to the sides, but this time the flying cannonball was not an incendiary bomb, but a large-caliber grenade.

There was a deafening loud bang, and a huge shock wave swept towards him, and although Yang Shuoming dodged the explosion, he felt as if a pair of invisible hands pushed him and threw him off the cliff.

Seeing himself falling into the abyss, Yang Shuoming's heart suddenly felt an indescribable calm and peaceful.

Perhaps, this moment is the end of my journey through this era, right?

He thinks back to what he has done in this era, and his heart is full of satisfaction and fulfillment.

After all, in their own hands, a strong China appeared.

A China full of science, boiling, and freedom.

A China that may escape the cycle of chaos and the rule of reading talents.

Perhaps, he is destined not to see the era that he has created, which is different from any historical period.

Perhaps, this is my fate.

Just as Yang Shuoming's mind was full of chaotic thoughts, his left hand was suddenly grabbed tightly.

The instinct to survive was aroused at this moment, and his hand suddenly tightened, and he suddenly grabbed the other party's wrist.

It's the woman's slender wrist.

He held her hand tightly, and at this moment, he felt that this hand was so warm, soft, strong and powerful.

Looking up, he saw the pair of sheared eyes staring at him.

It may be that the inertia of his body falling is too great, and he is too hard, so he actually took her off the cliff.

At this critical moment, she stabbed the "steel eagle" in her hand into the stone gap of the cliff!

The falling figures of the two men immediately paused and hung there.

Yang Shuoming unconsciously glanced at his feet, feeling as if he had returned to his original era, the first time he played "bungee jumping".

Yang Shuoming turned his head to look around, and soon found the person who opened the cannon to bombard them.

He saw that on another stone wall in the distance, several large-caliber mortars were erected, several people were adjusting the muzzles of the guns for aiming, and one person at the head was looking at himself hanging in mid-air with a telescope.

Yang Shuoming could even see the cold smile on the corner of the other party's mouth.

He remembered who this person was, and he couldn't help but shudder, and he couldn't help but aim the assault rifle in his hand and pull the trigger.

Although the "supercomputer eye" locked onto the opponent's figure, it was impossible for him to hit the opponent due to the distance.

After firing two shots, Yang Shuoming calmed down and stopped the ineffective shooting.

Seeing Yang Shuoming's movements, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the woman who grabbed him.

Yang Shuoming noticed her gaze and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Whoever you are, thank you for saving me."

The woman listened to him and did not say anything, but turned her head to the side.

She also saw those who were about to bombard them with artillery, and Yang Shuoming felt her arm tremble slightly.

"Do you know who that person is?"

The woman glanced back at him, but still didn't speak.

"In another era, he was a great founding leader, one might even say a god." Yang Shuoming said, "People have to shout long live at his portrait and speak to him, and even before eating, they have to learn his speech." ”

"I never imagined that one day I would meet him here in such a way."

"You let go of your hand." Yang Shuoming looked at the woman's hand holding the knife that had turned white due to blood loss, and said.

(To be continued)