Lu Zhen frowned, come on, when did his vigilance become so low? People even looked behind him and didn't notice it. Damn it. It's true that he is full and warm and lustful. Having a full meal has nothing to do with it.

Deaf.

"Throw away your gun." The man behind yelled.

Lu Zhen threw away his gun, raised his hand as he was told, and turned around slowly. He almost shouted, "God, you are so awesome. Only one mercenary came back. The man smiled evilly and loaded the bullet.

"It turns out you are right behind us..."

Lu Zhen slowly smiled, then suddenly tilted his body. The man sensed something was wrong, and fired at Lu Zhen. Lu Zhen turned sideways, and a sharp knife flew out, thrusting straight into his neck.

At the same time, gunfire rang out.

Lu Zhen put his own equipment on his back, tore off the man's equipment, carried them together, pulled out the bloody knife, and ran in the other direction. Brother Lu had just eaten and was strong. He was running for his life at this time, so fast

Very quickly.

The Red Lion men had just walked not far away and turned around very quickly. When they heard the gunfire, they would definitely turn around. Lu Zhen had to run.

This is a qualified mercenary, but he also made a mistake. He should not talk nonsense to him, nor should he turn his back.

For them, every object around them is a weapon. In the jungle, guns are a burden.

Because the sound of gunfire will alert the wild beasts in the jungle. There are cheetahs, wolfdogs, and some large carnivores in this jungle. If you can avoid alerting them, don't alert them.

At the beginning, they were all training with bare hands. No one had ever fired a gun, but they had guns on them. If they fired, it would be equivalent to giving up the training and coming back next time.

Therefore, what Lu Zhen relies on least is guns.

Sure enough, after running less than a kilometer, he heard footsteps behind him. He kept shouting and chasing. Lu Zhen ran as fast as he could, trying his best to run towards the hard ground so as not to leave any traces.

It was already noon, the sun was just right, and there were occasional sunlight in the dense forest. Lu Zhen judged the direction based on his intuition, and ran for thirty kilometers, carrying a load of fifty kilograms. There were still footsteps behind him, so Lu Zhen stopped temporarily and put his

The two equipment bags were combined into one equipment bag, and the man still had water, which he needed very much at the moment.

After he put his things together, he lost a large object and only had thirty kilograms left. Lu Zhen put his equipment back on his back and ran wildly in the forest with his back bent.

When they ran to a dense forest, Lu Zhen judged their distance based on the vibration of the soil. He couldn't tell for the time being. It would take at least twenty minutes to catch up with him. It was almost dark, so Lu Zhen narrowed his eyes.

He can't run anymore, he has to fight back.

The dark jungle is full of dangers. Unless he is looking for death, he must not run wildly in the jungle. Otherwise, he will lose his life. Who knows whether he will step on a hunter's trap.

Lu Zhen began to install traps, which he and An Xiaoyao invented together at the time, specifically for hunting large animals, because they were unlucky at the time and ran near a wolf den surrounded by hundreds of wolves.

They must hunt them, otherwise they will never be able to fly.
Chapter completed!