Running is something that every healthy human being can do. It is an extremely simple thing. It is probably the first survival skill that humans learn after coming to this world, and it is also the most basic skill.
Sometimes, how long you can live depends on how long you can run and how far you can run. Running is the process of life disappearing. When you exhaust your strength, you will also exhaust your life.
It would be great if it could rain at this time. Unfortunately, nothing changed. The clouds were low, the air was damp and stuffy, and the ground was muddy, leaving two lines of hurried footprints.
I don't know how far I ran along the path. Later, I pulled Zhou Wanping and turned sideways, left the path and ran into the wilderness in the mountains, running non-stop.
Staggering did not slow him down. He ran while staggering, and after falling he immediately got up, then fell again. He could not tell which was his shoe and which was his leg, it was just mud. In the end, his entire body was basically mud-colored and he could not take care of himself at all.
A burst of rapid gunfire was heard, coming from the direction where Section Chief Xu and his men had stopped. It seemed that they were finished.
Panting, Zhou Wanping fell into the mud again. At this moment, Dr. Zhou's high spirits were gone. Her whole body was covered with mud, and her hair was sticky and wet to her forehead and face. She kept wiping the sweat with her mud-soaked sleeves, and her originally beautiful face was a mess.
"I... can't run anymore... I can't run anymore..."
The sleeves were rolled up at the elbows, and the strong arms that should have been exposed were completely covered in mud. The muddy hands grabbed the back of Zhou Wanping's collar and pulled her out of the mud without caring about anything. Then he lifted her up and pushed her, and continued to run regardless of her staggering or what she said.
There must be an enemy chasing her. She must run, either until it rains or until it gets dark. Even though she runs slower and slower, she has to run. Even though the enemy behind her is getting closer and closer, she has to run. She cannot give up until the last moment. She cannot give up until the last moment.
There was no longer a road under my feet, but grass, mud, sand, and water; it passed through branches, bushes, and rocks. His broad eyebrows were deeply furrowed under the low-rolled hat brim, but his narrow and deep eyes were calm without any ripples.
She had no strength left, her legs were weak, and she began to rely almost entirely on the arm holding up her neck to stay upright. Her feet suddenly slipped, and with a low scream, she fell to the edge of the slope.
The muscles in his arms were stretched as tight as they could be and had become numb from excessive exertion for so long. When she suddenly fell in front of him and he could no longer hold her up, he still held on tightly and refused to let go.
Crash! Breaking stones and broken branches slid down the hillside along with the two miserable mud men.
“I… really can’t go on… I… I have no strength left… I need to rest for a while… huh…” Zhou Wanping fell to the bottom of the slope, gasping for breath from exhaustion and unable to get up.
Hu Yi himself was also exhausted. If he carried her on his back or shoulders, he would not be able to go far and his efficiency would be lower. He had to keep running. He panted and glanced at her who was lying on the ground. He looked up and saw a long and narrow forest growing along the valley floor not far away.
"stand up."
"I... order you... to let me rest for a while..."
Without saying a word, Hu Yi grabbed her shoulders with both hands and tried to lift her up, but she didn't cooperate at all. As soon as Hu Yi loosened his grip a little, she sat down again.
"Just a break."
"Isn't this a place to rest? Do you see that forest? At least you have to hold on until there." Hu Yi tried to give her some visible hope, and then picked her up again without hesitation.
She staggered and started moving forward again. The visible target gave her a little support, and the woods were getting closer and closer.
Snap—
Gunshots were heard, finally, coming from the hillside behind him. Thankfully, it was a Hanyang rifle, it would have been useless no matter who used it. The distance was not close enough, and the bullet flew past Hu Yi and smashed into the woods, leaving him dumbfounded.
This shot made Hu Yi's nerves suddenly stretched to a point of tension, and also made Zhou Wanping release her last bit of strength in fear.
He continued to run, running for his life. He did not dare to run in the open space anymore. He could only rush into the woods and then run along the woods, in a panic, without looking back.
Zhou Wanping's physical strength was completely overdrawn. The green leaves were shaking, and the wet ground began to shake. There was a whistling sound in her ears, which continued to ring. It sounded very disgusting, so disgusting that she couldn't hear the surroundings. Although he pulled, dragged, supported, and supported her, she couldn't hold on any longer.
Suddenly, he stepped on empty air and fell heavily into a mud pit. He was so dizzy that he couldn't shout and couldn't get up again.
Hu Yi stopped, not looking at Zhou Wanping who had fallen into the mud pit, but looking ahead. Under the dark clouds, the muddy grassland was open, moist and clear. Here was the end of the woods, and there would be new shelter about 200 meters away.
"Run... there's still time..."
Hu Yi lowered his head and found that she was leaning weakly in the mud pit, also looking at the other side of the mud.
call-
He took a deep breath, and his frown finally relaxed. He took off the rifle slung over his back and stepped into the mud pit beside him. He turned around, half-knelt on his right leg, half-squatted on his left leg, and pulled the bolt with a snap. He put the butt of the gun against his shoulder, raised the gun, and his eyes were still.
Zhou Wanping quietly looked at the man beside her who suddenly became focused, and was a little dazed. He half-knelt in the mud, his whole body was covered with mud, there was mud on the brim of his hat that was not a human, there was mud on the gun, and he suddenly became as cold as a clay sculpture. I always felt that he was different, but I didn't know why he was different; now I seem to understand, he is the soil, the earth, even when it is muddy, it makes people feel solid, heavy and bottomless.
"Run. Run over there, run quickly." The words were spoken in a low voice and in a light tone, as if they did not come from the mouth of the clay sculpture staring quietly at the woods.
"I... can't run anymore... I can't run anymore... I'm just a burden..."
"Then crawl. Climb over there, now."
She cried, her maturity and dignity gone, letting her fear and sadness turn into powerless tears.
"If you don't want to die, leave now." His tone turned cold.
"Ugh...but I..."
"If I am not dead after you pass by, then neither of us will die. If you, a burden, still stay here and cry like a ghost, then we will all die. Why don't you leave now?"
She cried as she crawled out of the mud pit and into the muddy grass. She heard his last harsh words from behind her: "Shut up!"
I don’t know how many enemies are chasing us, how long we can delay, or how far Dr. Zhou can escape. Even if I become a guard, I cannot escape the ambush. So come on.
The forest is quiet, not very dense, and not too far away.
There seemed to be a subtle sound, and his eyes narrowed instantly. The muzzle of the gun turned slightly and pointed at the green gap dozens of meters away. Stop, bastards, pull the trigger hard, pull the bolt quickly, pull the trigger hard, pull the bolt quickly...
Bang—bang—bang—bang—bang—five shots fired rapidly without any delay.
As the fifth shell jumped into the air, he had already shrunk his body, put away his gun, pulled out a row of new clips, and pressed them neatly into the magazine with a click. Then the bolt was reset, and he half-knelt in the mud again, holding the gun still.
After a short silence, the faint sound was heard again. The muzzle of the gun was just pointed in the direction of the sound, the sound disappeared, and the sound appeared again on the other side.
You two are approaching each other alternately, but I still dare to serve you blindly. I keep the gun still, wait for the sound from the other side to disappear, and then pull the trigger at the speed of the sound...
The bullet passed through the leaves, drilled through the gaps, cut the branches, and rushed through the thin wood randomly, changing its course slightly, and no one knew where it flew. Only a few fallen leaves floated down strangely and fell quietly into the mud. Five more crisp and loud shooting sounds echoed in the dark woods.
The third row of bullets has been loaded, and he is waiting for his master's order again. His narrow eyes are fixed on the rear sight, quietly watching the woods, waiting for changes in his peripheral vision.
A blurry figure suddenly appeared a few dozen meters away, crouching and rushing quickly towards a big tree on the side.
Instinctively he swung the gun over, and as the gun went off, the target stumbled and fell.
The gun didn't move, and his right hand quickly pulled away from the trigger to pull the bolt, but he saw the target jump up again and hide behind a nearby tree. The bastard was not hit, but slipped and fell, and was forced to hide behind a not very thick tree, with the gun and the corner of his clothes exposed.
The diameter of the tree is about 30 centimeters. You unlucky guy should find a thicker one, Hu Yi muttered to himself and fired another shot at the tree.
Snap—
The sawdust fell, but it didn't penetrate. I quickly reloaded, aimed at the white spot where the bullet hit, and fired another shot. Bang—
The bullet whistled fiercely, penetrated the wood fiercely, and penetrated the tree with all its force. The remaining force was still there, and it somersaulted and changed direction into the dense green. This time it did penetrate, but still missed.
After the target realized his mistake, he quickly changed his posture and lay down behind the tree roots. He was an old hand.
I was pulling the bolt, a shell had just popped out, and I was about to shoot again when I heard a gunshot from the other side of the woods. Bang!
Puff—the bullet passed through the edge of the pit and rubbed Hu Yi's body into the mud. He drew back suddenly, and the second shot came, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth shots flying over the mud pit.
He lay in the mud and pulled the bolt hard. With two quick rattling sounds, the two remaining bullets in the magazine were unloaded, tumbling into the mud and water. A new row of bullets were directly replaced, and then the bolt was gently reset. At this time, the gunshots above his head also stopped.
He quickly poked his head out from the other side of the mud pit and looked coldly at the target with his gun. The target had changed his position with the help of his accomplices, and his figure just disappeared behind a really thick tree.
Okay, you can do it. You reacted quickly and handled it properly. You are very proud of it, damn it, let me see if you like counting as much as I do. You count it clearly for me. He turned the gun and fired two shots in the direction of the covering fire just now. When the second shell fell into the mud, the gun was aimed at the big tree again and waited.
Come on, you should remember, you definitely remember. You are at a distance that you can consider using grenades. I am reloading, you can go another ten meters, or you can try to give me a grenade right now. Come on, you bastard, don't let me look down on you.
When Hu Yi finished reciting this spell in his mind, his wish came true. The figure behind the tree rushed out, trying to move forward, ducking to a closer hiding place. But... the moment he rushed out, the figure stumbled, not because he tripped, nor because he slipped, but because he saw the muzzle of the gun at the edge of the mud pit was pointing here, and did not retract to reload as he expected. He wanted to go back behind the tree, but his body center of gravity was no longer under control, so he stumbled.
Bang—gunshot.
Crash—the shell jumped up.
Bang—the target fell to the ground and was hit for the second time.
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