The years when I was a nobleman in the world of Terra

After all, he was just a rough man, and the centurion couldn't explain too much truth to his adjutant. He patted the other side's shoulder lightly, and then took a water bottle from his waist.

"Shit, I'm out of vodka."

"Give it to the centurion, I have some more here."

"ton ton ton—"

The centurion gulped down the entire half of the jug of vodka. He boldly wiped the corner of his mouth, and then said grinningly.

"Good boy, I really have you. I will give you half a catty of vodka after this battle is over."

"Thank you Centurion!"

After bidding farewell to his adjutant, the centurion once again grasped his weapon and walked at the forefront of the team.

There are no cowards in the Ursus, and the officers of the Ursas will not let their men walk in the forefront like the group of knights and lords in Casimir.

He walked vigorously, and suddenly...

"call out--"

An inexplicable sound of breaking wind appeared in the ears of the centurion Ursus.

"what--!"

The severe pain from his shoulder made the centurion instantly realize what happened.

"All lie down!"

After many years of war, the centurion had already yelled at his soldiers the moment the sound of breaking wind appeared.He was too familiar with the sound of breaking the wind. Apart from the bastards of the jungle guerrillas, who else could shoot such super powerful enchanted arrows.

But according to intelligence, most of the guerrillas in the dense forest have been wiped out. Could it be that what they are encountering now are the remnants of the guerrillas in the dense forest?

But there is no time to think about this problem, because the centurion knows that distracting his mind on the battlefield is the most terrible thing.

"Everyone get down and don't move!"

The centurion prostrated on the ground growled.

"If you don't want to die, just don't mess with me!"

In the countless pursuit and suppression battles, the arrow skills and elusiveness of the dense forest guerrillas have long left an unforgettable impression on the centurion.

"call out--"

There was another burst of wind.

"what--!"

One of the centurion's unlucky men was wounded like him.

"The number of people should not be too many, there may even be only one or two."

The centurion lying on the ground forced himself to calm down.

"Either find a way to kill these two bastards, or just rush over."

Judging from the frequency of the sound of the breaking wind, the centurion knew that he would not face too many enemies, and he didn't know if it was because of the darkness that the arrows that usually penetrated the throat could only shoot this time. Hitting his arm did not pose a sufficient threat to his life.

But even so, the centurion did not dare to make a big gamble with the lives of himself and his soldiers.

"Centurion, what are you doing, Centurion!"

The lieutenant at the end of the team had already seen it. Their regiment leader grabbed a large shield worn by the soldier beside him, and then charged in the direction of the breaking wind.

"You bring other people with me, get out immediately!"

The centurion let out an angry roar as he charged.

"Ula!"

The rumors are indeed true. Every Ursus who enters the battle state will be transformed into a wild bear, fanatical and fearless.

"Centurion...why are you doing this...Centurion..."

"Why do you make such a sound, have you forgotten that you are an Ursus!"

The centurion gritted his teeth, and when he heard the sound of breaking wind for the third time, he tried every means to cover his body with a shield.

Unfortunately.

"what--!"

The kick didn't die.

"I'm a strong Ursus, so few arrows... don't matter."

"Centurion!"

"Enough, you guys go now."

The successive injuries made the centurion's voice gradually quiet down.

"Are you trying to disobey my order, don't let me hear you still yelling here..."

"Centurion!"

The Ursus centurion holding a shield blocked all the arrows with his own strength, and he launched the last charge in his life at the cost of his life in the direction of the breaking wind.

……

"Even if the interior has long been rotten, the soldiers still have a lot of backbone."

His physical fitness has been fully doubled due to "instantaneous blackening". Even in the night, Charlotte's eyesight is enough to support him to see everything in front of him clearly.

"They are executioners."

Although he didn't see Charlotte's voice, the forest guard could still hear Charlotte's voice.

"Never let it go."

"I know this, I just feel that sometimes heroes and executioners don't conflict"

Charlotte said to herself.

"The explosion radius is 50 meters, right?"

"You go, I stay."

said the forester.

"There's no need to die together."

"Haven't you heard such a saying?"

Charlotte was still smiling.

"Death under the peony flower, it is also romantic to be a ghost."

As he spoke, he took out the cigarette and lighter from the forester's pocket, lit one and put it in his mouth, and then put the cigarette and lighter back into his pocket smoothly.

Charlotte looked at the remote-controlled bomb he got from the forest guard's backpack in his hand, weighed it a little, and then came to a conclusion.

"This thing weighs almost as much as a small shot put."

It weighs about three kilograms.

"Throw it 50 meters away."

Charlotte took a deep breath.

"Try it."

ps: The second update~

Chapter 46

Well, the day when I, the street-striking author, is finally going to be put on the shelves, every time it comes to this time, I still feel a little delicate.

But no matter how you say it, I am not a new author, so I will not say so many hypocritical words.

Tomorrow morning at twelve o'clock on time, 1 words will be put on the shelves in three shifts. For every one hundred more orders, I will burst out another update. If I can't fill it up, I owe you for the time being.

As for the fact that I don't even have [-] average subscriptions, I may have to consider cutting the book. After all, I really lack a source of income now, so it can only be like this.

The release time of my book has been postponed for a week. I hope all the readers will give you a face and make a first order. I would like to thank you all here in advance.

Chapter 47 Chapter 46 Only medical operators can treat companions

The male world record holder for the shot put is Mr. Barnes of the United States. He once threw the shot put 23.12 meters away in a track and field meeting, which is simply unimaginable for ordinary people.

But the shot put that Mr. Barnes threw at that time weighed a standard seven kilograms, while the remote-controlled bomb in Charlotte's hand only weighed about three kilograms.

An ordinary adult male holds a three-kilogram object, and with all his strength, the throwing distance will generally not exceed 15 meters.This is because human muscle strength itself has a limit, and even if you burst out with enough potential, there is no way to say that you can break through this upper limit.

But for Charlotte who activated the "instantaneous blackening", his physical fitness has already become twice that of a normal person. Some people go to the gym to exercise.

Excessive exercise will of course have negative effects such as attracting the same sex, but at this moment, Charlotte is quite thankful that she has always had a good habit of maintaining fitness.

"Isn't it just 50 meters, you can do it if you work hard."

Charlotte took a deep breath. In order to make this action foolproof, he took off the coat he was wearing, and then transformed the "shot put" in his hand into a "hammer throw".

"Pointless."

The moment Charlotte was about to make a move, Miss Forester couldn't help but speak.

"Go, there's still time."

"It's too late."

Charlotte pressed the switch on the remote control.

"If you really can't escape, let's die here together!"

Charlotte roared angrily.

After spinning in place for three weeks, he roared and threw the "hammer ball" in his hand.

"boom--!"

Under Charlotte's throwing, the remote control bomb accurately landed in the center of the advancing Ursus army. Almost instantly, the small army of one hundred men was completely engulfed by air waves and flames.

The sound of the explosion echoed in the depths of the dense forest again, and he had no energy left to observe whether he had successfully thrown the "hammer ball" 50 meters away. He lay on the forest guard, like Elafi The same thing the sub-clan girl once did to her.

The shock wave generated by the explosion set off a strong wind, and this strong wind slapped on Charlotte's body, making his cheeks feel bursts of pain. He could only hold on to the weeds on the ground, and then entrusted all his hopes to to God.

After a long time.

"If you don't die, then you have succeeded..."

A lazy donkey rolled, and Charlotte left the forester's body and lay on the ground panting.

"Forester, did you see that I succeeded."

"Don't be happy."

Her eyes were full of incredible forest guards, but the vigilant Elafia girl reminded Charlotte in a timely manner.

"There are still people alive."

"Anyone alive?"

Charlotte, who was lying on the ground, was taken aback.

Although I didn't witness the explosion with my own eyes, the sound of the explosion and the strong air waves cannot be faked. Under this level of explosion, can anyone survive?

"Over there, play dead."

Looking in the direction of the forest guard's finger, as expected, a fainted Ursus appeared in Charlotte's sight.

Seeing the Ursus man with arrows stuck in his shoulder and calf, Charlotte suddenly remembered that this seemed to be the one he hit when he pulled the trigger of the heavy crossbow in the first place.

But don't tell me, this guy's acting skills are really good.

The whole body was stained red with blood, coupled with the arrows on the shoulders and calves, especially the breath did not appear under the nose, if not for the reminder from the forest guard, Charlotte would never have guessed that this guy was Play dead.

When seeing a wild bear in the wild, if you are not 100% confident that you can outrun it, lying on the ground and pretending to be dead is a very good solution.