Curry's headache is getting worse and worse, and since just now, it has been a little uncontrollable pain.

This pain reminded him of the year 917, in the western battlefield of Sula, where his father commanded a defensive battle against the invading army of Northern Austria, the battle was so fierce that the enemy had already stormed the city and they finally had to go into street fighting. The reserves have been scattered, the soldiers can no longer keep up, and even these young stormtroopers have to go to the battlefield, and as the officers of the stormtroopers, Curry takes the lead.

For the first time, he went to the real battlefield, full of ambition to serve the country, the desire to make meritorious achievements, and hatred for the enemy who launched an unjust war. But as soon as he broke out of the bunker, he was swept down by a machine gun into a pile of corpses, opposite the corpses that he had grown up with. The sheer power of the XM312 heavy machine gun shattered his left hand, as well as his ambition and aspirations, and the pain was heartbreaking.

The feeling of blood from the horn and the shout subsided, and he understood his own naivety, that he knew nothing about real war, and that he was going to die now, from his own naivety, from his lack of knowledge of this cruel world. He felt a great fear, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die just plain and stupid.

He prayed to the gods to let him live, and if he had a chance to do it again, he would be a ruthless and strong man, and he would do everything he could to survive. No more wasting your life for vanity and so-called justice.

Perhaps it was the strong desire in his heart that inspired him, or perhaps it was a nameless deity in the darkness who answered his prayer, and it was then that he awakened. His awakening saved his own life and the entire stormtroopers, the combat effectiveness of the young stormtroopers was simply weak, and they were scattered in a few minutes, and the children threw off their armor and howled. It was he who organized the remnants of the defeated army, broke through the enemy blockade and returned to the garrison.

But in the process of breaking through, he also lost his right leg.

Since then, he has known the cruelty of war, the cruelty of this world, and he vowed to be a cruel person so that he can survive in this world.

The army has equipped him with the best prosthetic limbs and implanted modified firearms, and the foreign body feeling of these metals will always be there, reminding him every day: In the world of the jungle, either you die or I die! What so-called honor and so-called justice are all lies!

Dispel the memories.

Curry used his other hand to pull out the wood knife that was slashing on his shoulder, and knocked Kiru into the air with a backhand.

The form was reversed, and Snowmark and Qilu were once again down, on the verge of defeat. Curry's strength was beyond their expectations.

Once upon a time, the scales of victory had tipped in their favor, and they felt that they were only one step away from defeating Curry, but this shot once again opened the gap.

"Hmph, it's crazy to fight Curry. In the audience, there was a lot of discussion.

"Yes, the dragon's bite is enough for him. ”

"Not to mention the Halberd Floating Dragon, Curry's Modified Gun is also a huge threat......"

Seeing Curry wound Snow Scars with a modified gun implanted in his body, Little Red Riding Hood suddenly stood up in the audience. She is in a hurry, she discovers Curry's secret, and she wants to tell Snow Marks, but there is no communication between inside and outside the arena.

She looked eagerly at the snow marks in the field.

Discover the snow mark and discover his secret, the more sophisticated the machine, the easier it is to be damaged!

Curry roared as he looked up to the sky.

"Mole ants, you should be proud that you can do this. ”

It's over, this boring game is over, I've won the war again, I'm a hero.

Just like back then.

Curry picked up his severed prosthetic hand and attached it back to his wrist, the muzzle of the black hole was his scar, a past he didn't want to recall.

Only cruel people can survive in this cruel world, cruel to others and cruel to themselves. They are still too immature compared to themselves, like children who don't care about the world.

He picked up the "Rune Breakpoint" that had been lost by the snow marks, and walked towards the unknown magic circle he had arranged, he had won the battle, and he had to do something more important.

At this time, there was a rustling sound behind him.

He looked back, and he was stunned by what he saw.

I saw a zombie-like figure crawling towards him, it was the snow mark of the previous bullet in the abdomen, and the blood he shed could almost draw a one-way street.

Snow marks are covered in blood, but a pair of eyes are black and white, like angry King Kong.

Snowmark was bleeding so much that his mind was a little confused.

He only had one thought left now, which was to kill Curry, and he said he was going to do it.

"You said I didn't know the cruelty of military life, and you didn't know the cruelty of jungle life at all!"

Curry was stunned, the snow-stained eyes made his heart palpitate, what kind of person is this? This is a person?

Although for Curry at this time, he could have raised his hand to make up for him again, but he didn't do it, and he even felt that even if he was making up for him, he might not die. He stared blankly at the snow marks, even with a little respect, but also a little lonely, he felt that he had lost, he didn't win, he lost to this dirt bun.

"You...... You're such a lunatic!" Curry ignored him, turned and walked away.

His heart was broken.

After all, a cruel person is still a human being, a normal person, after all, he can't compete with a madman, and he can't compete with such a "non-human".

This guy is a monster!

Snow Scar watched Curry run away, and said in his heart, it seems that he can't catch up, and if he chases again, he will draw a "6". Then forget it, I've done my best, Little Red Riding Hood, Natalie, I've done my best.

The rest is left to Qilu.

He didn't feel any pain anymore, he just felt that life was draining with blood.

But it doesn't matter, it can be resurrected. He lay on the ground, gradually closing his eyes.

In the stands, Little Red Riding Hood, who saw this scene, suddenly cried.

Everyone was puzzled by her sudden crying, and people looked sideways, and all kinds of speculation and laughter arose.

The mysterious girl Snow Flower came over to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say, no matter how Snow Flower asked Little Red Riding Bag why she was crying, she didn't answer, she just cried, crying heartbreakingly, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered for many years.