Cannon fodder's rush guide [Quick Transmigration]

Holding the headset, "Southwest direction, the sniper is ready, the target is shifting to your side."

"Received from the southwest direction."

……

Will realized something was wrong after running a few steps, but it was too late now, and he had to continue running along the original route to have a chance of survival.

"click"

Will's pupils shrank, and he forgot in the direction of the sound. This sound... a sniper rifle? !

"Watch out, Fordson!"

Fordson was suddenly hugged into his arms and rolled sideways, rolling into the dense grass. At the same time, there was the sound of bullets piercing in the air in his ears, and the muffled groan of the person holding him.

Ferdson stuck his hand behind him, it was wet, "Will!"

Veins popped up on Will's forehead, and he suppressed the pain: "I'm fine, let's go!"

This piece of grass grows taller than a person, but it can be used to hide the enemy's sight.

Fordson supported Will and staggered out.

On the other side, the sniper was slightly annoyed, the shot was originally aimed at the heart, but unfortunately the man was too alert, causing his shot to miss.

However, the bullet passed through his chest. If such an injury cannot be treated as soon as possible, it will be a dead end, and there is nothing in this virgin forest.

He pressed the headset and said, "The target is injured and is currently fleeing to the southwest."

The team leader made a decisive decision alone: ​​"Burn all the grass in this area for me, and search for me, the target won't be able to escape very far if he is injured."

Ferdson and Weir continued southwestward until they had left them behind.

Fordson hurriedly put Will under the tree, and first bandaged him briefly to stop the bleeding.

Seeing the wound, Fordson's face sank, Will's injury was too serious.

Will didn't know when he took off the mecha, and he wasn't wearing it when Fodson saw him.

But even wearing Fordson's mecha is useless. The empire's sniper rifles are very destructive, and ordinary mechas can't defend against it at all, except for the one on Fordson...

He pursed his lips, took out the medicine and bandages from his backpack, and said, "I have an armor on me, bullets can't hurt me."

Will's green military uniform was already half red with blood, and his face was a little pale due to excessive blood loss.

"I didn't think so much, it's just instinct."

Hearing this, Fordson paused, and said softly, "Fool."

Other people's self is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but Will's instinct is Fordson.

It happened to be summer, and the fire spread as soon as it burned, and the forest instantly became a sea of ​​flames.

The smoke blew in their direction along the wind, and Will was dragged to the wound by the choking cough from the smoke, and his lips turned pale from the pain.

Fordson was so distressed that he could only help Will find a stream, and the two hid in a relatively hidden place upstream of the stream.

Another day passed, and the Federation's battleship finally entered the forest, but due to the impact of the fire, they were unable to locate the exact location of the two.

The empire's team is still searching, and the number of teams has even increased.

Fordson kept cooling Will with cloth strips soaked in stream water. Will's wound had already started to inflame. In this primeval forest where there was nothing, only one person would die from a wound of this degree.

Will was in a daze from the fever, and his consciousness was a little unclear, but one hand firmly grasped Fordson's sleeve, so tight that his knuckles turned white.

Originally, he only needed to hold on for another four days, but Will couldn't wait, and four days was enough to kill him.

Fordson didn't even dare to move Will, as soon as he moved, the wound would bleed profusely, and he couldn't even escape with him.

The enemy army was getting closer and closer to their hiding place, and Fordson could even hear their calls.

Will closed his eyes tightly, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't feel well in his sleep, his cheeks were flushed strangely.

Fordson looked up at the moon. Today is a full moon, and the moonlight is extraordinarily white. He murmured: "Will, the moonlight tonight is really beautiful."

He took off the watch with the signal receiver on his wrist, and carefully put it on Will's hand.

Fordson traced Will's facial features with his eyes, and hooked the corners of his lips: "It was agreed that you would marry me, but you may have to break your promise again."

He lowered his head to leave a deep kiss on Will's thin lips, holy and pure.

"My warrior, let me guard you this time."

"I love you."

……

Fordson was wearing the black mecha, and this time he covered the helmet he had never worn before, and walked straight towards the enemy.

The black mech was jumping in the forest, as if a black lightning pierced through the night that was destined not to be quiet.

A member of the Imperial Army spotted him and hurriedly shouted: "Find the target! Find the target! Follow!"

Dog blood is dog blood, the team leader didn't know that there were two people, and those who were investigating were all killed by Will and Fordson, but the only sniper who knew that there were two people thought the team leader knew about it.

So as soon as Fordson appeared, wearing Will's representative black mecha, he naturally thought that Fordson was Will.

Immediately, all the enemy troops were run away by Fordson in the opposite direction of their hiding place.

federal.

An ecstatic voice shouted: "The specific location of Major General Fordson has been detected!"

When Violet arrived, he saw Will lying there quietly in the hidden grass, the watch on his wrist flickering faintly.

[Ding, the plot line is 97% complete]

Fordson ran very fast. Although the empire's bullets hit the mecha, they couldn't directly penetrate the mecha, but the momentum it brought was enough for him to bear.

There was severe pain in his legs, and the sweat on his forehead flowed into his eyes. The stinging pain made his eyes red. Fordson could only hear his own panting, and the whole world seemed to be silent.

He wants to run a little further, and if he runs a little longer, Luwell will have more time.

boom!

No matter how powerful the mecha was, it couldn't resist the continuous shooting, and finally it broke.

A bullet hit Fordson's leg bone, and tears rolled down instantly, it hurt so much...

If Will was by his side, he would have to act like a baby to make him feel bad.

Wilwell... He misses him so much.

boom!

Another bullet, this time to the other leg.

The blood slowly fell on the ground along the black mech, staining the dead leaves around it red, and Fordson collapsed on the ground, trying to climb a few steps forward with his hands.

No, he can't run anymore.

Will, I can't run anymore...

The people of the empire ran up to restrain him, and the team leader lifted his helmet off.

The white and beautiful face was exposed in front of everyone, and the red lips trembled slightly but outlined a mocking arc.

"What? Think I'm Will?" Fordson said with a hoarse voice, and said with a low smile, "Just because you want to catch Will? Just dream."

Only then did the team leader realize that he had been fooled, and hurriedly asked people to go back the same way.

With a dark complexion, he walked up to the place where Fordson was shot and stepped on it hard. Seeing him curled up on the ground in pain, he said coldly: "Bring him back to me."

……

federal.

It was a great thing that Will was rescued, but none of the people in the headquarters had a happy expression on their faces.

Violet sat on the sofa with a sullen face. Will's injury was no longer serious, but Fordson was missing.

After analysis by technicians, it was found that the signal receiver in Will's watch was in Fordson's spacecraft, but they didn't know what happened, and they could only find out when Will woke up.

Three days later, the empire retreated.

The Federation was immediately elated, and social media was also filled with the news.

When everyone was closing their eyes and praising the federal army and Praising Will, a slightly famous blogger "Ellie's Light" released some videos.

【Myhero [Video]】

She is the little girl who provided Fordson with the watch. After the victory of the war, she was busy sorting out the video about Fordson that was recorded at the beginning. , including the section where he dug the tunnel.

She believes that heroes should not be unknown, and Ferdson is the eternal hero in the hearts of their more than 1000 people.

What she didn't even expect this time was that the video would be fermented in just one night, and it was instantly pushed to the top of the federation's largest social media list.

【Oh My God!So handsome!I unilaterally declare that I am in love! 】

【pay tribute!Take a word of hero! 】

[I want all the information on this person within 3 minutes! ! 】

【I can! ! ! 】

[Tiffany Fordson, the young master of the Tiffany family, major general!By the way, there is a gossip that he seems to be the fiancé of Generalissimo Will. 】

【grass!This background is fine!Marshal Will, I can too! ! ! 】

[Cry to death, okay? !After watching the second half of the video, tears were streaming down my face, I felt like I was going to die of pain! 】

[Tears, salute. 】

【Didn't you find that he didn't even have the strength to stand up in the next few days?Why did you let him continue digging?Ahhh!So distressed! 】

[Federal soldiers of flesh and blood!Have integrity! 】

Later, I don't know who also released the surveillance video of Fordson sitting in a wheelchair and operating the protective cover.

But in just two days, Fordson has become a hero among the people of the Federation.

【Diamond dust!Oh shit!Who won't let me follow him, I'm in a hurry with him! 】

[666!This technology is said to be the number one hacker in the Federation, no one objected, right? 】

[This looks!This background!This knowledge!This festival!What kind of fairy is this tm! 】

……

In the evening, Will finally woke up.

The first thing he did after waking up was to look for Fordson, facing everyone's silence, Will's heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, all the media in the federal theater were hacked, and all communication devices displayed the same picture.

When Will saw the familiar figure in the picture, his eyes were tearing apart.

Marshal Movot of the Empire sat on a chair and greeted the camera: "Everyone in the Federation, good evening everyone. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Marshal Movot of the Empire."

"Ahhh, don't be in a hurry to fix the loopholes," Moute smiled, "I have someone you like here!"

Everything in the camera, Fordson's figure zooms in on the screen.

The black mecha on his body was tattered, and he was thrown on the ground at random. He lowered his head, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, and even his hair was covered with dried and clotted blood.

"Ferdsen!" Will just glanced at it, and his heart seemed to be ripped out by his hands.

His Fordson... He saw the wounds on Fordson's legs, how painful it must have been, how could the young master who would act like a baby with him even when his hand was cut, how could he bear the pain.

His Fordson...

Violet and everyone let out a low cry, and looked at the person in the picture in disbelief.

Moute stepped down from the high position, knelt down and brushed the hair covering Fordson's face aside, "I heard that there is a person in the Federation who is very popular recently, or some kind of hero? Is it this person?"

Someone next to him poured a basin of cold water on Fordson, and then he woke up, his long eyelashes moved slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

He was only a little awake when he heard Moute's voice: "Ferdson? As long as you surrender to our empire, I will let you go, and how about giving you the same position as the Federation?"

Fordson looked at the camera, and then at the person who controlled the broadcast over there. It took a while to understand what was going on.

Will's eyes were red, and his round nails cut his palms. At that moment, he hoped that Fordson would agree to the empire.

Putting his hands on the ground, Fordson slowly sat up straight. His legs were shot and he couldn't stand up, so he could only straighten his back.

A smile slipped across the corner of his mouth, "Oh? Same position? Really?"

Seeing something interesting, Moute nodded and said, "Naturally."

Fordson rolled his eyes and said, "Emmmm, first of all, I want the position of Will's fiancé. Can you give me Will, the federal god of war?"

"..."

For a moment, all the people in the empire fell silent.

Will is the God of War of the Federation, but he is also the biggest enemy of the Empire. Everyone present has blood feuds with him to some extent.

As soon as Will's name was heard, some people on the field couldn't help it, and shouted directly: "The marshal killed him! You don't know the heights of the sky and the earth!"

Hearing this, Fordson smiled even brighter, "The federal soldiers are a bit stupid, we never care how high the sky is or how thick the land is."

After a pause, the expression on his face became solemn: "I only know that we must protect our homeland, the people, and... our lover."

The person who controlled the broadcast frowned, and said in a low voice: "Why bother, I think you are very skilled in hacking, why don't you serve the empire and save your life."

The person who broadcast it was the one who had previously confronted Fordson's protective shield.

Fordson didn't answer, Moute smiled and clapped his palms, "Yes, you are strong, right?"

"Come on, get the whip. Don't worry, you won't die so easily. At least let your people see how their heroes don't ravage their palms."

"Oh, by the way, you are still Will's fiancé, right?" Moford paused, "Will, are you watching? You said that if I find a few people to be your fiancé, how would you... how would you feel?" ?Ha ha ha ha……"

Will's pupils constricted, his breathing became heavy, his whole body trembled, the wound burst open again, blood stained the white bandage red.

Violet's eyes were red, wishing she could teleport directly to the Empire and kill them all!

Fordson frowned, he couldn't bear it.

[Little Wu, quickly grab a gun for me. 】

Mofort felt that he had found a good idea and immediately chose someone.

Fordson jumped up and snatched a gun from the waist of the guard next to him. No one could see how he got up. His leg was obviously shot, so logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to get up at all.

In the nick of time, he pointed his gun at Moffat and hit both shots.

Morfort was knocked down to the ground, and the soldiers next to him realized that their guns were all aimed at Fordson.

It was not cold when the bullet entered the body, and the blood roared out from dozens of wounds, instantly dyeing the small area red.

For the first time, I realized that a person can bleed so much blood...

Fordson slid down slowly with his back against the wall, with a tear streaming down his eyes. With the last bit of strength, he looked at the camera with fixed eyes, moved his lips and said in a low voice: "Kowtow... the title of the poem The red leaves are ordered by the sky, and the blue fields are planted... the jade land is the matchmaker. Two kowtows, the splendid hall is colorful and brocade, and I love Yaner, Yaner..."

"Will..."

In a daze, he seemed to hear Will asking if he would like to marry him, and he nodded with a very bright smile. They got married amidst everyone's blessings... so beautiful.

Will watched him slip and fall to the ground bit by bit, tears rolled down his eyes, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", but he didn't care.

The voice was trembling, and the marshal, who had never been weak before, started to cry. He followed Fordson's words and said with the corners of his lips curled up: "Zhong, Zhong Qingyan is a married couple. Kowtow three times, and they will become husband and wife. There is no doubt about love and love." Li Cheng, from now on, Will and Fordson share good and bad, life and death depend on each other..."

"Fordson!"

The author has something to say: Ahhhhhh!Finally coded!My coding is too slow, I can only code [-] words in one morning...

This is the first time to code such a long chapter, the amount of super thick and long these days is all here!

Finally touch my Will and Ferdson! ! !smoke pain...