The fog became thicker, mixed with the pungent smell of gunpowder, which made Chang Dong's heart pound.

The lean man crawled all the way to the opposite side, and there were many people with him, who checked the enemy's corpses one by one, and not long after, the lean man stood up and waved his hand at the team: "All dead!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Chang Dong's eyelids trembled, and he saw a "corpse" lying on the ground, and suddenly raised his arm.

This action made Chang Dong's heart skip a beat, and he subconsciously raised his rifle.

"Bang!"

There was a gunshot in his ears, and the raised arm shook, and then fell to the ground.

Chang Dong turned his head to look to the side, and the shot was a middle-aged man who scolded him for being lazy.

Chang Dong, who came back to his senses completely this time, noticed that a large piece of his left ear was missing, as if it had been bitten off.

He got up and cursed, "Pack up and set off in a quarter of an hour." Niang Xipi, she even dared to play interspersed tactics and compete with the master, what a fucking owe of clean up! ”

The lean man walked over, bumped Chang Dong with his elbow, grinned with a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and mysteriously exposed his cuffs, and in his cuffs, he hid half a pack of crumpled cigarettes.

"If you pay it, I'll give you a taste."

Chang Dong nodded, no squeak.

"Scared?"

Chang Dong shook his head.

The thin man hammered Chang Dong's chest and said, "It's okay, when I first went to the battlefield, I was scared to death, and my legs trembled like following a dustpan. ”

Chang Dong nodded with a smile.

The lean man hammered Chang Dong's chest again and cleaned up the battlefield.

Chang Dong was on the road, looking at everyone in a daze, and after thinking about it, he caught up with the lean man and went down.

As we get closer, the ferocity of war strikes more and more nerves.

Even Chang Dong's well-informed people became more and more silent at this moment.

Compared with his mixed feelings, the lean man seems very sophisticated. He skillfully carried the corpses one by one, and from time to time took out some things from his pocket, such as cigarettes and the like, and immediately looked around sneakily and put them in his pocket.

When he touched the dough cake, he stuffed it into his mouth nonchalantly, took a bite, and handed it to Chang Dong, in exchange for Chang Dong waving his hand again and again.

A quarter of an hour later, the team set off again.

This time the team became more and more silent.

With this walk, there was no concept of time, Chang Dong's legs and stomachs were tied up by strips of cloth, but he was still hot and painful, and his stomach was even more hungry.

He began to regret that he hadn't taken the bread from the lean man.

Fortunately, as time passed, the fog gradually cleared, and the team finally reached its destination.

It was a charred black valley, with curling green smoke floating in the air, and countless corpses were standing on the ground, and the clothes were Zhuxia people.

This scene made Chang Dong's scalp tingle.

By the time he got here, the people in front of him had already begun to search.

"There are still living people here!"

There was a sudden shout of excitement in front, Chang Dong subconsciously ran over, only to see a few comrades-in-arms holding up a man with a bloody face and almost no facial features.

When the kettle is delivered to the mouth.

He was like a grass carp out of water, desperately opening his mouth and swallowing water, even if he coughed violently because of it.

"Slow down, slow down!" The warrior who fed the water said.

Half a pot of water was gone, and the blood-soaked warrior struggled to his feet, bared his snow-white teeth, and shouted, "Dog?!" ”

No one responded!

"Broken cotton shoes?"

"Nationhood?"

"Old class?"

The flesh was blurry, and the face could barely be seen, and he looked around frantically, his voice gradually hysterical, and then gradually quieted down.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the missing gun and turned around to walk towards the valley.

"What are you doing?"

“……”

"You're crazy!" "Stop! "What can you do?" "We're all dead, we're going to help you get revenge, and we've met a group of people on the way!" ”

Chang Dong stood in place in a daze, looking at the scene not far away that looked like a vegetable market rack, and suddenly turned his head to look aside.

The foggy forest, twisted into a mottled green, as the light passed through the teardrops.

"Don't look at it, hurry up and eat." The lean man dragged Chang Dong and handed over a flatbread.

Chang Dong's gaze stayed on the dark and rough hand pinching the flatbread for a second, and then took it and stuffed it into his mouth.

It's hard, it's dead dough.

Not to mention the four years of pampering since Chang Dong's rebirth, even when his family was at its worst, he had never eaten such food.

But Chang Dong still gobbled it up.

Because hunger is the best thing to eat.

The lean man took out a gray nest head from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, and from time to time took out a kettle to drink a few sips, rushing to his throat.

Chang Dong looked at this scene, didn't squeak, just gnawed harder on the dead dough cake.

This is a very strange team, there are only about a hundred people, except for the battle, when they hear one or two orders, the rest of the time, everyone is very silent, and they can't even tell who the commander is, and everyone's clothes are exactly the same.

Everyone seems to know what to do and do their job.

During the short stay in the valley, some people gobbled up dry food, some people looked for water sources, some people searched for supplies, and Chang Dong also saw a group of people collecting empty cans and glass bottles.

After a short break, the team set off again.

It was not until late at night, when they reached a high hill, that the team finally stopped to rest.

It's just that this is said to be resting, but in fact, it is just sitting on the spot, just finding a big tree to lean on, and the bonfire has not even risen, and the team is very depressed.

Of course, this may just be Chang Dong's feelings.

At least in his opinion, most of the people in the team seemed to be very comfortable.

Many people have eaten dry food, leaning against the big trees and falling asleep, and there are even snoring sounds.

It's just that as soon as the snoring sounded, he was kicked awake by the person next to him, and he could only look around blankly, and then turned his head to fall asleep.

Chang Dong was not sleepy, and he noticed that some of the night watchmen were scattering something around the camp.

"Those are empty cans, glass shards, those black-skinned monkeys are walking barefoot, in case they touch it at night, these things are enough for them." A lean man's voice sounded beside him.

"Ming'er get up, pick up and take it away, we have gone deep into the hinterland, I don't know what we will encounter in the future, learn more, don't be like a goose."

"Hey!" Chang Dong Road.

"Wasn't it pretty solid before? How did you become a stuffy gourd today? ”

Chang Dong didn't squeak, he didn't know whether to use dialect or Mandarin.

The thin man looked at Chang Dong and didn't speak, he was annoyed for no reason, raised his hand and patted Chang Dong's head, and scolded angrily: "Cowardice, let me tell you, the more afraid you are of death, the easier it is to die, you know?" ”

Chang Dong was not angry, lowered his head, and nodded.

The lean man rubbed his teeth, turned his head and closed his eyes and went to sleep.

For a while, the camp became quieter and quieter.

Chang Dong looked at the surrounding black hole forest, and his thoughts were complicated.

I was both shocked by what I saw and heard during the day, and I felt a kind of dazed feeling of not knowing what to do.

He dug out from Sang Junwu's mouth that the soul of sacrifice was the embodiment of the most paranoid and fanatical desires of sentient beings and spirit fragments.

There are two ways to find the Sacrificial Soul.

The first is to sink into the sea of sacrifices, experience the life of those spirit fragments, and find their most paranoid and fanatical thoughts.

As long as this thought is found, the soul of sacrifice will immediately appear.

The second method is brute-force cracking.

That is, forcibly break free from the illusion in front of you, put yourself in the fragmented galaxy of the sea of sacrifices, and look for loopholes from the perspective of God, or brute force to crack it.

If the former is the world that the code presents, then the latter is the bottom layer of code data.

For the mighty, the latter is naturally the most intuitive and concise.

But for Chang Dong and others, the former is undoubtedly the best choice.

'The most paranoid and fanatical thoughts? Chang Dong muttered in his heart, "Is it the desire for victory?" ’