Suddenly stared, his back was already soaked in cold sweat, looking around, it was still dark, and the fire next to him was still warm to make 9527 understand that he had fainted for most of the day.

I was relieved and ready to fall asleep again, savoring the illusion just now, in fact, to be honest, none of these completely different illusions I am experiencing now are my own, because the difference is too great.

If it is really as Nameless said, it is the remnants of his own life experience, then if the memory of the train that just detonated is true, he should not have the memory of the Red Wall Defense Battle, and even if he really experienced the last battle of mankind, where did he know the dialogue between the president and the general, could it be that he is the president? Is it a general? But how could a person of this level go to escort ammunition.

After thinking quietly for a while, sleepiness slowly invaded the whole body, and the numb feeling made 9527 feel more relaxed, and his body became lighter and lighter, and he was about to float.

When he was about to fall asleep, there was a sound of small footsteps in his ears, his right eye skimmed Nameless, he was still sleeping, then this guy is undoubtedly an enemy, his hands quietly groped, but the pistol on his trouser leg was gone, and the knife on his belt was also taken away, probably because he was afraid that 9527 would be uncomfortable when he fell asleep, Nameless helped him take away all the hard objects, and this time it would cost him his life.

Carefully gasping for a few breaths, he closed his eyes, trying to discern the sound coming from his ears, as his footsteps got closer, 9527 was sure that there was only one person, and for fear that the enemy would have a firearm and might shoot indiscriminately if he found something wrong, 9527 did not act rashly, nor did he call Nameless (his snoring was loud enough, it was not easy to wake him up).

Now it's only on your own, the enemy should have noticed the snoring, and the attention was on Nameless, and he still had a chance.

Five steps, four steps, three steps.

With about three steps left, 9527 threw a whip leg sideways, and the man instantly fell to the ground. Immediately stepped forward, grabbed his wrist joint, knee against his back, tried to grab him, and even if he couldn't, he had to restrain his right hand, which might be holding the gun.

But when 9527 grasped the man's wrist joint, he felt the unusually thick arm, to this extent,,,,,,

Click~Ahh,,,h

Obviously, the man's physique was far stronger than 9527's, and the joints he was holding broke free with only one force, and his backhand grabbed 9527's forearm, which was pulled by wild brute force, and all the joints of 9527's arms clicked.

In a few seconds he was pressed to the ground, but at least he made sure that the enemy didn't have a gun, and it was nothing to take a few beatings, and now he had to: ''Nameless!'' Nameless!!! ''

9527 roared loudly, as long as Nameless got up, he could still fight with it, but after the sleeping Nameless was awakened, his first reaction was to shrink back, looking extremely flustered, this is not Nameless's style, at this time, the strength of the hands holding 9527 has also weakened by half, this ,,,,?

When Nameless turned his head, it turned out to be a face that he had never seen before, and with the dirty trouser legs---- isn't this Yuan Nongping yesterday, that's what pressed on him.

As soon as I thought of this, that force increased a few points. ''Well, that still knocks you off, huh?' When I came back from the toilet, I ate a sweeping leg, and the next time you faint to death, I have to tie you up first. ''

''Wrong, wrong, wrong, big brother! Big Brother let go. 9527 kept slapping the ground and begging for mercy, and he thought it was ridiculous, but fortunately, it was a misunderstanding.