Without a map, he didn't know where he was, and he couldn't accurately judge the direction and distance of his escape after leaving the battlefield, so Ding Chen took the most conservative approach and decided to return the way he came from when he fled. Although this will take a lot www.biquge.info of detours, it is better to be safe. When living in the wild, safety and security should be a top priority, and never take risks unless you have no choice.

Sometimes Ding Chen feels that he is indeed very funny, and he must not take risks when living alone, but for the sake of irrelevant people, he has taken risks many times. If killing a wild boar was to believe in his own strength, then accompanying Ye Dai into the water is definitely an out-and-out adventure. After joining the battlefield this time, it was even more death to be burned because of Xiu's existence. In fact, he has many ways to fish in muddy waters without being discovered. This can only show that when he was on the battlefield, he was actually far from calm enough.

It took him a day and a night to re-embark on the flight, at the cost of being weaker, pus flowing from the wound on his ribs, and faint signs of fever.

Of course, he was not without gains. At least he recovered his pistol and paratrooper knife, and collected more than forty rounds of 5.8mm pistol rounds, which must have been original. If he wasn't worried about running out of energy, he could have brought back three more pistols to keep with him.

If we look at the standard that only officers can wear pistols, there are at least three officers among the people who pursue him, and the ratio of officers to soldiers is comparable to that of the empire on which the sun never sets at a certain time.

In addition to weapons and ammunition, he also collected some food, in addition to the food he ate at the time, he now has two packets of compressed biscuits and a packet of gray semi-congealed things on his body, judging by the name printed on the package, this should be some kind of energy bar used to replace chocolate, Ding Chen has never seen such a thing, and he doesn't like it now—he once licked it with his tongue, and it was disgustingly sweet.

Basically, the sooner the soldiers are killed by him, the more materials can be recycled, but it is only relatively, after all, after Captain Fan decides to attack, the soldiers must be lightly armed and will not keep too many materials on their bodies.

Compared with food, drinking water is relatively lacking, and Ding Chen now has only a few sips of water in the kettle.

He also found a battlefield first aid kit and used it to retreat the wound at that time, but unfortunately there was only anti-inflammatory powder, no antibiotics, and of course no morphine/brown. This kit would have worked well if it had just been injured, but now it's a little late.

Because he felt unwell, Ding Chen threw away the three-edged military thorn, even the black knife, and only had a pistol and a paratrooper knife on his body, even so, when he returned to the road, he still felt struggling, not only his whole body ached, but also he had a splitting headache.

Many people think that the end of the world without zombies and mutated creatures is very suitable for human survival, but in fact, in the absence of adequate medical guarantees, the invasion of viruses and bacteria is more ferocious, and it is often silent at the beginning, which makes it difficult to prevent it.

When Ding Chen finally found the location of Ye Tianlong's caravan for the first time, night had fallen, and Ding Chen was wrapped in two pieces of clothing that had been ripped off the corpse, lying in the grass and enduring a headache to observe the temporary camp on the road. To his surprise, there was a fire there.

He could now be sure that he was having a fever, dizziness, dry mouth, stiff eyes, aching limbs, chills all over his body, and it couldn't have been worse.

So after observing for a while, he decided to take a risk, because he felt that his physical condition was deteriorating at an accelerated rate every moment, and if he delayed any longer, he might not be able to do anything.

There were some packages gathered together on the periphery of the woods, and Ding Chen judged that they should be the materials left by Captain Fan's people, and there should be some food and maybe medicine in them, but Ding Chen didn't want to waste time on this. In contrast, a caravan that is attacked in a hurry is more likely to leave something useful. All he had to do now was figure out who was lighting the bonfire on the highway.

The infiltration operation, which could be easily completed on weekdays, has now become very difficult, mainly because Ding Chen feels that the background noise has suddenly increased, and he can even hear the sound of his own blood flowing, which makes him feel very irritable, and he has an urge to shoot to vent.

Fortunately, he has not been burned after all, and he knows that at this moment, he must remain calm and cautious.

I don't know why, there is no guard post here, which makes Ding Chen feel very strange.

Most of the road is still the same as it was when it was attacked, with the solar-powered car parked at the edge of the road with a large hole blown out of one side. The solar panels that had been neatly placed on the road were blown up and looked miserable.

Not far from the power cart, the caravan's high-powered tractor toppled to the ground, and the muzzle of the 12.7 mm high-level dual-purpose machine gun on the cart was pointed at the sky crookedly, as if to tell God about its unwillingness. Not far from it, the frame of a two-wheeled electric car lay across the road, and the front wheels no longer knew where to fly.

The tent area under the road was also a place where the artillery fire was more serious, and most of the tents had collapsed, but to Ding Chen's surprise, there were still two intact tents there, and in front of the tents, a bonfire was lit.

Ding Chen hesitated for a moment, slowly moved along the road towards the tent, and when he was about to reach the first tent, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Who is it?" ”

Ding Chen's heart sank, and he quickly squatted down and took out the gun, aiming it in the direction of the source of the sound, but heard someone reply: "It's me." ”

The person who opened the question made a "uh" sound, who seemed to know the person who was speaking, and asked, "Have you gone to see the wounded?" ”

"yes." The man said, "I'll let you go to sleep for a while." ”

"No, you don't." The first person said, "What time is it?" You can wait until midnight to come back. ”

The second man snorted, walked over to the sentry, and said, "Show you something." ”

Ding Chen frowned, obviously there were more people here than he expected, this was not good news, with his current situation, it was unlikely that he would win another battle. Maybe you should find a way to figure out who these people are and try to see if you can scam some drugs.

But then he suddenly heard a muffled sound and a low exclamation, and the two men who had come together seemed to scuffle.

Ding Chen was taken aback, looked over intently, and found that the body of the sentry just now had collapsed in the arms of another person.

The man holding the sentry looked around vigilantly, slowly lowered the corpse of the sentry in his hand to the ground, then drew a dagger from under the corpse's ribs and walked quickly to the tent beside him.

Ding Chen was shocked in his heart, and he didn't understand why this happened, but it was obvious that a chaotic camp was more beneficial to him.

Soon, the man came out of the tent again, and two men followed him, and in the light of the campfire, all three men could be seen carrying short knives in their hands.

Ding Chen watched them get into another tent, hurriedly got out of the hiding place, touched the door of the first tent, pulled the zipper on the door, and looked inside carefully.

The tent was empty, with only a few spread bunks underground, and a man was lying on his back on the ground, the blood vessels in his neck had been severed, and blood was running all over the ground.

He heard shouts and struggles suddenly coming from another tent, but they quickly subsided. Then he heard someone in the solar-powered car on the highway shouting, "What's the matter?" ”

Although the voice was a little hoarse, it was still unmistakable that it was a woman, and it seemed somewhat familiar.