It was noon, and the scorching sun was in the sky.

Below, on the ground, although it is overgrown with long grass, one after another, it is yellow and green, and there is more yellow and less green, slightly oblique, and it looks sluggish.

This is on the border of the African savannah.

At this moment, a chase is being staged.

Whoosh——————

A man wearing a camouflage uniform and about 1.8 meters tall ran in front, and behind him, a group of people, as many as a dozen, chased behind.

"Dead, all dead!"

Opening his mouth, the man who was frantically fleeing for his life said a sentence in Chinese.

Well, yes, that's right, this man, named Wang Yao, is a member of the Huaxia Special Forces.

Their troops, without numbers or files, are well-deserved blades of the country, and they travel all over the world and carry out the most secret and dangerous missions.

And Wang Yao's team has a name, called Dragon Thorn.

Wang Yao is only twenty-one years old, but he is already the captain of the Dragon Thorn Squad.

At a young age, he was able to overwhelm everyone to serve as the captain, which shows his strength, and it is not an exaggeration to call him the king of special forces.

Although every task is full of dangers, their dragon spur team has never failed, but this time, they are heroes, and the thirteen members of the team, except for Wang Yao, the captain, and the twelve members of the team have all died heroically.

Today, in the high temperature of more than 40 degrees, Wang Yao, who was running at full speed, his cheeks were already soaked, but he couldn't tell whether the water was sweat or tears.

Why exactly?

Why was the whereabouts exposed, and why did it fail?

In the end, in the process of being surrounded and intercepted by the enemy, after paying the price of twelve people, Wang Yao finally found out the truth of the matter, it turned out that it was their high-level who had an internal ghost and betrayed the country to seek glory!

"Didi, Didi~~~"

With a rhythmic crisp sound, the communicator in Wang Yao's hand flashed red light violently, and a signal was sent, and after doing all this, Wang Yao seemed to be relieved and smiled sadly.

The signal would be sent to Wang Yao's immediate superiors.

Inside, everything that happened to his dragon thorn team today is recorded.

Encrypted, protected by layers, it will never be interrupted.

Presumably with this information, the inner ghost will definitely be found out, and he will not continue to endanger the country, thinking of this, Wang Yao felt that his brothers in this team were not dead in vain.

In fact, at this point in the development of things, the W03 sniper rifle that Wang Yao originally carried, the magazine of the armor-piercing incendiary bomb had already been emptied, and the three grenades carried on his body had already been thrown, including other lethal weapons, and eight or nine out of ten were also used, and the only thing left was a military crossbow held by Wang Yao, and the last arrow was left. In his legs, he had already been shot, a large amount of blood gushed out, and he had lost too much blood, and he had run out of ammunition and food.

"No, we have to kill a few more!"

Gritting his teeth, after Wang Yao said this, he turned around and shot the last arrow on his military crossbow.

Shout!

The sound of breaking the sky, the arrow of the string.

Eventually, the arrow, no doubt, hit a dark-skinned foe, piercing him in the eyebrow and piercing his skull, killing him instantly.

Sudden protrusion ~~~ protruding protrusion~~~

It was also because of Wang Yao's pause that the enemy had enough time to react, and the submachine guns in their hands were aimed at Wang Yao for a burst of fire, even if it was a body armor protector, Wang Yao was still shot several times, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he fell to the ground.

Is it dead?

It's coming, but not yet.

Slowly, step by step.

This group of enemies of different skin colors also admires Wang Yao, the opponent.

After all, he alone killed more than a dozen of them.

And the way they expressed their admiration was also strange, that is, to cut off Wang Yao's head as their own trophies.

Form a circle and go up.

When they came to a position about thirty meters around Wang Yao, they temporarily stopped their respective steps.

In order to prevent Wang Yao's dying counterattack, they had to confirm whether Wang Yao was dead, and the effective killing of ordinary military grenades was 15~20 meters, which was almost a safe distance for mercenaries who were thirty meters away and had layers of protection.

When they came here, just as they were about to 'mend the knife' and make another round of strafing at Wang Yao, so that he could not die anymore, Wang Yao, who had almost no strength to open his eyes, showed an inexplicable smile, and behind him, he took out something similar to a small silver brick, and with the last bit of strength, pulled off a pull ring on it.

This thing...... It's a black technology.

It was something that Wang Yao got from a Huaxia professor, worth nearly a million US dollars, which is almost impossible to mass-produce, but the effective killing range can reach an astonishing eighty meters!

Rumble!!!!!!!!!

There was a loud explosion, and in this huge explosion, Wang Yao and the dozen or so mercenaries who were walking towards him all turned into ashes.

At the last moment of his life, Wang Yao silently recited a sentence in his mouth, "I have no regrets in this life and enter Huaxia, and I will be the son of the dragon in the next life!"

......

If you are persistent in your heart, you will never forget.

If you don't forget, there will be an echo.

With this obsession, Wang Yao, who was already dead, seemed to have had a very dreamy and long dream.

I don't know how long it took, in Wang Yao's ears, there was a soft whisper, calling his name, prompting him to slowly open his eyes.

"Where is this?"

Looking around, Wang Yao found that the space he was in was a vast white world, and he couldn't tell where the sky was and where the earth was.

Distance.

From far to near.

Suddenly, a huge fiery thing galloped towards Wang Yao.

When he came closer, Wang Yao saw clearly the other party's careful appearance.

The dragon's head, antlers, lion's eyes, the tiger's back, the bear's waist, the scales of the fish, and the whole body is still in flames.

"Kir...... Kirin?"

Yes.

At this point, Wang Yao recognized it, and the image of the other party was exactly the same as the unicorn, one of the four divine beasts in ancient Chinese legends.

Thinking of this, Wang Yao still clearly remembers his previous memories, he knows that he is already dead, and the current self has either entered an inexplicable state between life and death, or has entered the legendary land of reincarnation.

So, Wang Yao spoke again, "Qilin, are you here to take me away?"

Hearing this question, Qilin looked at Wang Yao, opened his mouth, and replied in a mouthful, "It's not the time for you to return." You have a destiny in your body, and you will live as long as this world for thousands of generations. ”

Not when I returned?

Generations?

As long as the world?

What do you mean?

In his heart, Wang Yao muttered, and then he pondered for a while, he felt that the meaning of Qilin's words, is it difficult to say that he still has a chance to be resurrected and reincarnated?

Hearing this, Wang Yao smiled bitterly.

Not to mention, whether it really exists to come back from the dead, in this life, as an orphan, Wang Yao's closest people are the twelve comrades-in-arms who are in his team, saying that they are comrades-in-arms, in fact, Wang Yao has long regarded them as his own brothers-in-law.

Now, they are all dead, so what's the point of leaving Wang Yao to live alone?

Thinking of this, Wang Yao said a little lonely, "No, I've lived too long, I'm too tired...... What else can I do now, I give up ......"

"No way!"

Stern refusal.

When he heard Wang Yao's frustrated words, Qilin Zhengse said, "You were born as a dragon, even if you break your palm teeth, pull out your scales, cut off your claws, and fall into the shallows, the dragon is still a dragon." It is a dragon, and one day, it will be able to soar above the nine heavens again and look down on the wonders of the whole world!"

Knock ————

Qilin's words seemed to be a slap in the face.

Suddenly, Wang Yao seemed to be awakened, and his originally godless eyes burst out with a glittering light again, and at this time, he subconsciously asked a question, "What is your wish?"

"May I see you reigning in the world in my lifetime!"

Speaking of which, Qilin's address to Wang Yao has also changed from 'you' to 'you'.

That's it.

From the right paw of the unicorn, a white light appeared.

This thing, which shimmered with supreme light, slowly descended, came straight to Wang Yao's body, and in front of him, from his chest, it sank in.

At this point, the originally bright 'white world' in front of Wang Yao's eyes disappeared again, as if everything here had never appeared, including Wang Yao's consciousness, also fell into a deep sleep.

Not necessarily, is it really just a dream?

Is it?

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies.

In the end, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, or butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou, who can say all this?

It is worth mentioning that today's various events are the beginning of a legend that belongs to the strongest!