Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, sniffed the handmade cigarette, there was not even a cigarette butt, there seemed to be some spices in it, and it smelled refreshing.

"Metal strengthens the body, incense nourishes the soul. The crow said calmly, "You will get used to it in the future, but be careful not to use it for HIGH, the addiction will be very troublesome."

With the exception of a handful of millennium incense, most of the other incense incense has an uplifting effect by stimulating essentia – like the upgraded Red Bull and cigarettes, which can easily turn into idiots if abused. ”

Huai Shi nodded and didn't say anything more.

After a moment, he looked at the essentia fire that dissipated from his fingertips, and twisted his neck: "Come again." ”

And so, darkness struck.

Soon, he opened his eyes again and sighed, "Go on." ”

The raven nodded.

The long afternoon passed in repetition until the last time he opened his eyes, it was dark and silent.

"Would you like to rest for a while?" asked the crow, "after all, you're at your limit." ”

"One more. ”

Huai Shi finally realized the distress of heavy game addicts, rubbed her eyebrows, and yawned: "I'm almost getting the hang of it." ”

"Okay, then, the last one?"

"The last one. ”

Huai Shi nodded.

So, in a trance, he opened his eyes from the carriage and quietly listened to the command from the front, without saying a word.

I even grabbed the last time, closed my eyes and slept for a while.

"Call me when it's time. ”

He patted his teammate on the shoulder and was very affectionate.

Soon after, the car stopped outside the village.

He was roughly kicked awake.

Huai Shi smiled disappreciatively, got up in embarrassment, and set off behind her teammates. In a brief lurk in the grass, he suddenly patted the man in front of him on the shoulder.

The teammate turned back unhappily.

Then I saw him stretch out his hand expressionlessly, hold the dagger, stab it into his throat, and swing it sideways.

"Goodbye. ”

Huai Shi murmured softly.

Blood soaked the parched earth and weeds.

On the barren land, he crawled, groping in the direction of another teammate, moving quickly. When crawling, use all fours.

It's like a spider crawling through thorns.

One after another, according to the information reported on the intercom, enjoying the thrill of hitting their teammates.

The experience of stabbing Erwuzai in the back is really pleasant, and Huai Shi actually feels that she is beginning to become proficient.

This good time lasted until the gunshots of Team A began to fight in front of them.

He sighed, and when he heard the alarm on the walkie-talkie, someone had already noticed that something was wrong, after all, there were four or five people who had not answered for more than five minutes.

It seems that it can't be mixed up anymore.

He shook his head, sat down on the ground, pulled out a few small pomegranate latches, weighed them in his hand a few times, and threw them with all his might.

The constant roar of explosions was heard in the distance.

Gunshots rang out, and the bushes beside him were struck by bullets like weeds in a rainstorm, shaking constantly.

Huai Shi sighed, raised her sleeve and wiped the blood from her face, and stood up from the corpses of her teammates. His uniform has been stained scarlet by the blood of his allies.

There was a big red chunk on the buttocks.

"How is it the same as a monkey getting hemorrhoids?"

Huai Shi complained to herself, picked up her rifle, walked in the direction where the gunshots came, and shouted loudly: "Don't shoot, your own people!"

Then he pulled the trigger on the stunned ground holes.

Without resistance, he swept away a magazine, then another, and was shot in the shoulder, as if a large hole had been made by a chisel, and in the severe pain, it seemed that his left hand could no longer be felt.

"It's too much, Lao Tie, why is your hand broken again?"

Huai Shi sighed helplessly, "I haven't learned how to change the magazine with one hand." ”

Throwing away the automatic rifle in his hand, he drew his pistol and walked towards the village.

"7794! What are you doing!" came an angry roar over the intercom.

"Naturally, it's my teammates, don't you know, friend? I choose Black Lily, you choose Hanzai, we can rebuild the empire together. ”

But there was no sound on the intercom, only a gloomy silence, until the instructor's indifferent voice sounded: "Mission change, clear 7794." ”

It was set on fire.

"Don't make a decision so quickly. ”

Huai Shi sighed, and before the channel was cut off, he raised the walkie-talkie and said tentatively: "I think I can still be rescued." ”

Syllable!

Huai Shi subconsciously tilted her head and saw the walkie-talkie thrown in her hand exploding into a cloud of garbage in the air.

Sniper's bullets.

Strongly reminded of the premonition of death, he crawled quickly into the intricate alleys of the village, hearing footsteps in all directions.

He counted silently in his heart.

In the original carriage, there were seven B teams on the left, six A teams on the right, and thirteen people including themselves.

And under the backstabbing of Erwuzai, now Team B has hung six out of seven, and it has been wiped out. It stands to reason that after the tape is put on the B side, it will have to be on the A side, but now that the A side has not been put on, Huai Shi feels that she is about to be put on the A side.

Luckily, the location is not far away.

He gestured in the direction, raised his pistol and named the daredevils who were outcropping in front of him, and after falling to the ground, he made up two shots, pushed out the magazine and looked at it, there were still six bullets, exactly one for each person...... It's no wonder, he's not a sharpshooter, and in this kind of melee, hitting one person with six shots is already shit luck.

He might try to shoot with five shots, and if those five can't kill exactly six people on the opposite side (one shot pierces two), then the remaining one can give him a good time.

A strong death, unhumiliated, sounds simply too romantic......

Footsteps in the distance faded in, and he jumped out of the alley with two steps over the wall. After going through so many reincarnations of death, he has mastered some patterns.

Compared to the malicious level design of today's VR games, this setting that can reduce the difficulty with just the backplate is simply benevolent, not too much.

Then, in the courtyard behind the wall, he saw the frightened eyes again.

The rickety woman was still looking at the sky.

Eyes glazed.

In vain he tried to hide the two skinny children behind him.

But now they were all dead, lying on the ground, with bullet holes and blood on their bodies. Dust fell from the wind, covering the hollow pupils.

"Why are you again? ”

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, scratched her hair, and wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say. I know that this is a record, and these are fake NPCs, but I still feel an indescribable sense of shame.

It's not a game.

"I'm sorry. ”

Huai Shi lowered her head, not daring to look at the pair of eyes covered in dust again.

He said, "I'll go out now." ”

Struggling to open the gate, Huai Shi rushed into the road and stabbed the chamber of the gun head-on into the eye socket of an opponent: "Damn it-"

Collapse!

A cloud of blood burst out of the back of the man's head, and he didn't have time to look around, and staggered to get away from the yard as if he were running for his life.

But I never forgot those eyes.

When he began to play all of this, the countless deaths in the records woke him up from his dreams. It's not a game, it's a record, a history ever.

History that once happened in some corner of this world.

Insignificant massacres and insignificant deaths.

They're all dead.

Those eyes that have lost their luster are gradually covered in dust, buried, forgotten, and not even qualified to be remembered......

Huai Shi staggered and ran wildly, moving forward tiredly in the cracks. After kicking open a door head-on, he finally reached his destination.

In the room, the old man curled up in the corner seemed to be frightened, and subconsciously hugged the things in his arms.

"Let go. ”

Huai Shi leaned against the door frame, gasped, and raised the pistol: "Give that, give it to me." ”

The man said something, hesitated, let go of his hand, was suppressed by Huai Shi, and prostrate on the ground.

"Thank you. ”

Huai Shi gasped, picked up the thing, staggered back two steps, turned around and was about to leave, but after taking two steps, he couldn't help but turn around, and shouted behind him: "Don't worry, I will save you." ”

No one responded.

I'm afraid the people of this village would have died a long time ago.

He was not able to save anyone.

Damn it......

Huai Shi raised his arm and rubbed the corners of his eyes, and scolded in a low voice: "Damn......"

Then he heard the door in the courtyard shatter and the sound of automatic rifles ploughing like a torrential rain.

Huai Shi curled up behind the stone mill and listened to the sound of rubble flying overhead.

Taking a deep breath and trying to calm down in the smell of gunsmoke, Huai Shi got up, shouldered the RPG on his shoulder, and tried his best to show his brightest smile to his teammates:

Hey, how are you guys?

Then, he pulled the trigger.

“——Justice， rains from above！！！”

Rumble!

In the midst of the violent shock and impact, fire and smoke rose into the sky. A boiling mist of blood filled the air, dancing with the dust, and finally turning into a fine rain that fell on the walls and the ground.

There is also Huaishi's body.

Silence returned.

Huai Shi dropped the transmitter in his hand and walked over a messy courtyard and street to the center of the village.

Walked over to the man who was waiting there.

As if stunned by this result, the instructor standing there with his hands behind his back was stunned for a moment, and soon, he raised his hand and took off the sunglasses on his face and threw them on the ground.

"Although they are all half-finished products, they are all destroyed here...... I really didn't expect you to be so seeded, 7794. ”

The pair of gray pupils stared coldly at Huai Shi's face, and then hooked his finger towards the young man, "It seems that I need to teach you another lesson." ”

"Each other, each other. ”

Huai Shi twisted her neck, threw away the holster and the quick-reaction vest on her body, pulled out her saber with one hand, and put on a completely different posture from the other party.

Different from the fighting skills of the Roman military, it is a classic posture from Eastern Xia, and even the kind of entry-level model that even the instructor almost didn't recognize.

"Come on. ”

Huai Shi grinned: "Look at me beating you with a military fist." ”

"Good. ”

The instructor seemed to understand something, his face gradually turned blue, the bones of his body rubbed, and he made a deep voice: "Very good, 7794."

I promise, before you die, you'll experience what hell is!"