God of Rebirth Investment

It's just that it's called a rest, but it's actually just sitting on the spot and leaning against a big tree at random. The bonfire hasn't even been lit, and the team is very depressed.

Of course, this may just be Chang Dong's feelings.

Most of the team, at least in his opinion, seemed quite comfortable.

Many people had eaten dry food, leaned against the big tree and fell asleep, and even snored.

However, as soon as the snoring sounded, he was kicked awake by the person next to him. He could only look around blankly, then turned his head and fell asleep again.

Chang Dong didn't feel sleepy, he noticed that some night watchmen were spreading something around the camp.

"Those are empty cans, glass shards, and those black-skinned monkeys walk barefoot. If they touch them at night, these things are enough for them." The thin man's voice sounded from the side.

"Get up tomorrow, pick a place to take away, we have already penetrated deep into the hinterland, we are not sure what we will encounter later, learn more, don't be like a goose."

"Hey!" Chang Dong said.

"Isn't it pretty solid before? How come you've become a gourd today?"

Chang Dong didn't say anything, he didn't know whether to use dialect or Mandarin.

The thin man looked at Chang Dong silently, annoyed for no reason, raised his hand and patted Chang Dong on the head, and angrily said, "Countless, let me tell you, the more you are afraid of death, the easier it is to die, you know?"

Chang Dong was not angry, he lowered his head and nodded.

The lean man rubbed his teeth, turned his head, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

For a while, the camp became more and more quiet.

Chang Dong looked at the dark forest around him, with complicated thoughts.

Shocked by what he saw and heard during the day, he was also at a loss as to what to do.

He dug out from Sang Junwu's mouth that the soul of the sacrifice is the most paranoid and fanatical desire of all living beings and the fragments of the spirit body.

There are two ways to find the soul of the sacrifice.

The first one is to sink into the sea of ​​sacrifices, experience the life of those spirit fragments, and find their most paranoid and fanatical thoughts.

As long as you find this thread of thought, the soul of the priest will immediately appear.

The second method is the brute force cracking method.

That is to forcibly break free from the illusion in front of you, place yourself in the fragmented galaxy of the sea of ​​sacrifices, and look for loopholes or crack them violently from the perspective of God.

If the former is the world presented by the code, then the latter is the bottom-level code data.

For the powerful, the latter is naturally the most intuitive and concise.

But for Chang Dong and others, the former is undoubtedly the best choice.

'The most paranoid and fanatical idea? Chang Dong murmured in his heart, "Is it the desire for victory?" '

433 pull ring

In the middle of the night, Chang Dong was awakened by a burst of gunfire.

It wasn't the gunshots from the camp, it was the gunshots that erupted from another hill.

Although the distance was far away, the tongues of flame and the flames of the explosion were still like lightning passing through the dark clouds, illuminating the darkness of the dense forest from time to time.

Chang Dong and the team watched silently. He noticed that the ear-missing officer seemed unusually silent, and he did not issue any orders from the beginning to the end.

In the second half of the night, most of the team lost sleep.

When the sky turned pale, the team set off again.

Chang Dong followed the advice of the lean man, and before leaving, he took away the empty cans and broken glass as much as he could.

The team went to the hill where they fought last night.

At this moment, on this battlefield, there are only corpses left, those of the enemy and their own, but more of them are their own.

Holding the gun, Chang Dong looked at a hat at his feet, the red star on the hat happened to be pierced by bullets.

The red with the longest wavelength of light and the most eye-catching has become a reminder for the owner of this hat.

Chang Dong couldn't imagine what kind of person could aim at the red color on a hat under the darkness of night.

But he touched the muddy stars on the hat, and looked at the missing ear chief, full of admiration.

In this camp, the team collected as much available supplies as possible, and then advanced to the enemy's hinterland again.

This walk is five days.

Language is always pale.

The following marching process was almost lackluster. Before Chang Dong and the others walked out of the forest, they encountered four waves of enemies. There were more than 200 people, and only a dozen or so people were injured.

Every encounter is almost extremely sudden, and the distance is extremely close. Most of them suddenly find each other within 50 meters, and then there is a hail of bullets.

Most of the time, it was almost always the opponent who was better than Chang Dong and fired first.

Because beyond Chang Dong's common sense, the opponent's weapons are actually better than theirs.

Changdong's team basically used domestically produced 56 family firearms. Although the opponent came from Zhuxia, they were also equipped with 56 weapons. War dividends, the latter is the support of the former Soviet Union.

Another fatal detail was that the opponent was using optical sights, but Chang Dong was equipped with mechanical sights that were a whole generation behind.

That's why that hat star gets shot through!

Coupled with the fact that the opponent has been battle-tested and has more experience, this interspersed tactic was very hard and miserable.

Even with the command of the deaf chief, the number of troops was getting smaller and smaller. When they walked out of the forest, more than half of the staff was reduced, and there were only more than 40 people left.

Chang Dong, an obvious recruit, was lucky to be one of the more than 40 people.

Of course, although it was only five short days, he also became an old fritter.

The lean man was wounded, his arm gashed wide by fragments of the blast.

In Chang Dong's eyes, a serious injury turned into a minor injury in his mouth. In his words, "As long as the trigger can be pulled, it's not an injury!"

During this period, Chang Dong tried to speak.

I don't know if it's because of the particularity of Sacrificial Sea, but his dialect with a Linjiang accent didn't attract the surprised gaze of the lean man, everything seemed to be taken for granted.

After leaving the forest, the lean man looked at the large rice fields in front of him with complicated eyes.