Again and again, I encountered danger again and again, even if it was a very stupid person, I would suddenly become extremely cautious, not to mention that I was not stupid, turned around, I quietly entered the alley, only walked not far away, I heard a burst of footsteps behind me, and there was a gunshot mixed in it, I quickly leaned against the wall, very vigilant, observed the left and right, to see if there was any movement, waited for a long time, the footsteps became more and more blurred, it should be running away, involuntarily secretly relieved, adjusted his state again, and then continued to walk forward, this time I had to slow down my pace, because after crossing the alleyAfter about ten minutes, I walked out of the alley and came to the central area of the village, looking up, the ground was full of rubble and all kinds of debris, after last night's fighting, this area has become dilapidated, the houses on both sides of the street have almost completely collapsed, and there are only one or two houses, and the walls are still there, I don't know what happened in this area, but I remember hearing a roar before I left this village, and now I think about it, it may have something to do with the gray figure。

Walking on this devastated street, my heart is about to rise to my throat, the closer to the central area, the stronger the sense of oppression, it is an oppression from the soul, as if there is some terrible existence in front of me, and then I walked forward about twenty meters or so, and suddenly found that less than six meters next to me, there was a person lying down, cautiously stepped forward, while holding the samurai sword in his hand, the fog was thick all around, and the person was lying there motionless, I didn't want to check the situation, but the person seemed to be holding something in his hand, as the distance narrowed, I gradually saw the person lying on the ground, It should be said that it is a corpse, I checked it carefully, and found that the identity of this corpse should be a Japanese soldier, because his clothes are exactly the same as the clothes of the previous Japanese soldiers, this Japanese soldier died in a terrifying manner, his face seems to have been torn by something, the flesh and blood are blurred, the blood all over his body has almost dried up, the eyes are hollow, the scene is scary, I dare not look again, I shifted my eyes to his hand, and found that this corpse was in his hand, holding something similar to a handle, I relied on my courage, broke that hand, took the thing in my hand, and looked at it carefully, and finally knew what it was,It turns out that this handle-like thing in my hand,It's a remote control.,It should be said to be a remote control for a reconnaissance robot.,It's a good thing.,But unfortunately,I don't know how to use this thing.,It's just in the memory of Shotaro.,I know this kind of thing.,But even he doesn't know how to use it.,Fortunately, this remote control is not big.,It's easy to carry.,I'm about to take the remote control with me.,Suddenly I found a problem.,That is,I'm not dressed yet.,Because I'm nervous.,And lukewarm.,I actually ignored this problem.,Now I just found out.,But it's okay.,No one saw me like this.,Even if I did. , which has also become a corpse.

(To be continued)