When the sky was only slightly bright, Zhang Wei left the abandoned village where he lived alone.

At this moment, his heart is extremely urgent, eager to reach the upper reaches of the river, to see with his own eyes, what is the thing that has been calling him?

Even he had a hunch in the dark: if he wanted to take control of the ruins, the key breaking point was somewhere upstream.

Therefore, he would rather risk the wandering demons outside the village, still not in danger of dispersing, and start to set off as soon as possible.

Sure enough, as soon as his body broke away from the light of the stone pillar.

Immediately, it became the best target in the eyes of a group of demons wandering around.

In the gradually brightening sky, Zhang Wei's body was running wildly with all his might, and the vigor of qi and blood was as obvious as a raging torch.

The wandering demons, the strong desire for qi and blood in their hearts, were suddenly stimulated to the peak.

In the second half of the night, almost twenty demons were attracted to them, and they lingered in the dark night outside the village.

At this moment, facing Zhang Wei's fat meal.

Each of these wandering demons counted as one, and at that extremely distorted head and face, there was an inexplicable howl from the mouth.

Almost at the same time, they all rushed to Zhang Wei.

In the face of this threat, Zhang Wei didn't even have the slightest intention of fighting with him.

If you really want to talk about hard steel, he really isn't afraid of this number of demons, but the problem is that now, he doesn't want to be delayed even a little bit.

He didn't even have the slightest intention of firing the six-barreled Gatling he had on his shoulder.

In the backpack behind him, the chain of eight hundred demon-breaking bullets, Zhang Wei planned to use it on more important occasions, where could it be wasted on these demons.

He relied on the astonishing speed of his feet, and he was a line faster than the flying demons.

He just took a string of flying demons behind him, and kept moving forward regardless of it, he didn't believe it, how long would these demons chase him when it was about to dawn?

looked at Zhang Wei's back that disappeared outside the village in a very short period of time, as well as those demons who were taken away.

The other five people in the village who spent the night together were visibly struggling.

They naturally saw the original intention of Zhang Wei's actions, and in the end, after some struggle, these people also followed one by one.

It's just that they haven't run far in the shady mountains and forests, and the newborn morning sun is far from shining in.

They were horrified to see that the twenty or so demons who were thrown off by Zhang Wei flew back unwillingly.

Then, these demons discovered that these qi and blood were far from sufficient, but they were also extremely good targets to possess, and the faces of these five strong men were immediately full of horror and despair......

Zhang Wei, who stepped on the trunk of the tree all the way and ran wildly, naturally did not know the tragic battle that was taking place behind him.

But even if he knew, he would not have the intention of turning back to save people, since he chose this kind of life of licking blood from the knife edge, he must be mentally prepared for such an end.

What's more, he doesn't have this kind of spare time at all.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a basic sanity in his mind at this moment, he knew that even if he rushed upstream alone, he might not be able to do much under his own hands.

Otherwise, he would have made a battle Ji a long time ago, risking being shot down by ground fire, and rushed upstream early to have a look.

Therefore, Zhang Wei is advancing all the way upstream.

Every ten minutes or so, I will take the walkie-talkie in my hand and make a call.

In the hope of receiving the signal, so as to find some allies of the Shenwang Bureau, and finally be able to gather a large enough force like a snowball.

It's just that after Zhang Wei took a breath and ran for at least hundreds of miles, there was still no reply on the walkie-talkie.

It's as if so many of the allies of the Shenwang Bureau who entered the ruins at the same time with him this time have all disappeared at once.

Just kidding! There are nearly 15,000 strong people there.

Among them, the Shenwang Bureau itself has a strong body, with almost 8,000 people, and in addition, there are almost 5,000 people, who are good at the army system.

These people may be slightly weaker in terms of their personal combat strength, but they are absolutely professional personnel in the use of various technical equipment.

The last 2,000 or so good players are a group of elite experts mobilized from various sects by the Shenwang Bureau in the name of emergency recruitment.

Among them, the senior brothers of Longhu Mountain all joined the expedition with thirty junior brothers, but on the way over, Zhang Wei didn't have a chance to chat with them.

Supposedly, he had traveled hundreds of miles all the way, and he could always encounter a little friendly army.

So, under such an abnormal situation, Zhang Wei couldn't help but cast a bad shadow on the current form......

At half past eight, Zhang Wei stopped running.

After he found a thick branch and sat down, he directly took out his mobile phone and exchanged it for a little glucose injection and a box of canned braised pork.

I'm going to spend about ten minutes taking a little rest and thinking about it at the same time, and at the same time, I want to replenish some food for myself.

This kind of braised pork canned food is still the Chinese * national army, the one in the eighties of the last century, which is definitely an authentic Chinese * national taste.

Even if Zhang Wei really didn't have time to heat it, when he opened it, the top part was covered with a layer of white grease.

But after picking up a piece and putting it in his mouth, the wonderful taste still made Zhang Wei more satisfied.

It's a pity that Zhang Wei didn't have time to take a second bite, and in the previous day, the walkie-talkie, which had no response, came with a voice that was no longer the same:

"I'm Zhang Pofeng from the Shenwang Bureau! Now our group is trapped in a mountain col in the northwest by Uncle Sam's army of about 200 people, hoping to get the support of friendly forces. ”

"Every twenty minutes we will fire a flare to locate our position~"

At this point, the voice on the walkie-talkie suddenly disappeared again.

Zhang Wei estimated that the drone carrying the repeater station had no choice but to land after the battery ran out, or it was directly shot down by hostile forces.

However, this is no longer important.

Because Zhang Wei had clearly seen that in the direction he was heading, about ten miles away, a signal flare was already raised high.

Suddenly, Zhang Wei couldn't care about the canned braised pork that he had just eaten and was quite delicious.

He picked up the six-barreled Gatling and ran away again in the direction of the flare, saying that before the 800 rounds of demon-breaking bullets were gone, he thought that he was invincible whether it was a heads-up or a group fight.