After slowly recovering from his sanity, Luo Zheng saw that the ground was full of bullet shells and many bullet holes on the walls. It was obvious that the attack was very sudden, and everyone had no chance to fight back. Afterwards, he was a group of extremely vicious people. He must not let these people go. The blood debt must be paid for. Thinking of this, Luo Zheng rushed to the telecommunications room quickly, but found that the radio station had been burned and could not contact the outside world, so his face changed drastically.

"Boom!" Suddenly, an explosion sounded faintly.

Luo Zheng was shocked and rushed outside with a cold face. It was already late, and the vast mountains and fields were covered with darkness, and the rainstorms were like they were soaring, and it was impossible to see clearly. "Is it thunder?" While he was wondering, another explosion suddenly came faintly. Although it was very weak, it was still clearly heard, unlike thunder. Luo Zheng quickly turned his head and looked at it. The red light flashed in the dark curtain of the rainy night in the distance, and soon it became dark again.

"It was a grenade explosion." Luo Zheng looked coldly at the deep rainy night, where the grenade exploded. His eyes flashed coldly, letting the rain hit him. He turned his head and rushed back to the barracks with anger.

It won’t take long for someone to come to investigate the outpost. The scene cannot be moved, otherwise the clues will be damaged. Luo Zheng found paper and pen, wrote a few lines of words, placed the paper sticker in a conspicuous position, picked up the shell and pressed it down, picked up a Type 95 automatic rifle standard in the outpost, but found that the gun body had been damaged by the bullet and could not be used.

In desperation, Luo Zheng put the gun aside and accidentally discovered that the place where firewood was usually used to store was burned to ashes. The dust was blown away by the wind coming in at the door, revealing a Mitsubishi bayonet. Luo Zheng knew that this Mitsubishi bayonet was the squad leader's favorite thing, and there was only one in the entire outpost, and everyone usually used it to play with it.

In a state of great joy, Luo Zheng picked up the Mitsubishi cone and looked at the Mitsubishi bayonet made of alloy steel forged and could not help but think: "Is it the squad leader and his brothers who were watching themselves in the sky and let themselves use this knife to avenge?" Thinking of this, Luo Zheng became more determined to avenge and ran towards the arsenal warehousing quickly.

The few weapons and ammunition in the warehouse were looted, and there was no bullet or a useful gun. Luo Zheng remembered a Type 65 Army dagger treasured by Deputy Class. It is said to be a prize specially rewarded by his superiors. He was carried with him at any time. He rushed to the kitchen again and carefully inspected the remains of his burnt comrades. Unfortunately, there was nothing. The dagger could not be burned, and it must have been taken away. Thinking of this, Luo Zheng's lungs were about to explode.

"Bastard!" Luo Zheng cursed and ran back to the barracks not far away with a cold face. He found a marching bag, put on a large bag of food, clothes, etc., changed into a clean set of clothes, put on a raincoat, fucked the Mitsubishi bayonet and military flashlight, then carried the luggage bag on his back, and walked out of the barracks.

"Boom!" A thunder sounded, and the heavy rain became even stronger. The cold wind whistled, adding a bit of murderous atmosphere to the entire wilderness. The endless night made people feel palpitations, and the Buddha could swallow all the prehistoric beasts.

Luo Zheng's slightly tender face became firm. Although he had never experienced a real battlefield, had never really killed anyone, and could not even shoot a gun, Luo Zheng had an unyielding heart and a surging blood. In order to avenge his brothers, Luo Zheng took the initiative.

In the square not far from the door, Lao Ma snorted violently, arched Luo Zheng with his head, tilted his forelimbs, and obviously felt something. Luo Zheng gently stroked Lao Ma's neck and pulled out a hijab from the carriage. He said with a firm tone and regretful tone: "Old Ma, I can't make you a wolf-skinned shoulder. Brothers are still watching me in the sky. You must go, don't advise me, you can find a place to hide from the rain. The superiors will send someone to check the situation here tomorrow. You should retire and take good care of it." As he said, he ran towards the direction of the explosion with a determined look on his face, unrestrained and powerful steps in the rain, making a rustling sound, letting the Buddha brothers practice, blessing, and saying goodbye...

Luo Zheng, who was born as a hunter, lived in the forest since childhood and had an inexplicable familiarity and intimacy with the forest. His survivability in the wild was not too poor. In addition, after joining the army, his physical fitness rose to a step. In the heavy rain, Luo Zheng walked very quickly and almost trotted forward. The mountain knife in his hand was very tightly held. The rain flowed down the hilt of the knife. A flash of lightning broke through the night sky, reflecting Luo Zheng's tough face. The cold light of the mountain knife flashed, and he felt the anger in his master's heart.

Without the sound of explosions as a guide, Luo Zheng marches quickly based on his judgment. The heavy rain can wash away all traces and it is impossible to find any clues. This pursuit seems a bit blind, but Luo Zheng has no regrets and does nothing, and is so mentally uncomfortable that he feels uncomfortable when he doesn't do anything. Thinking of the brothers who died tragically, his heart is about to explode, and his whole body is full of strength.

After more than two hours of running wildly, Luo Zheng couldn't breathe in one breath. He was overdrawn very seriously. He had to slow down and instead walk on the way to continue rushing. Unconsciously, he came to a hillside and saw two bullet shells on the ground. Luo Zheng quickly fired around with a military flashlight. He did not find any suspicious figures. He took two steps quickly and picked up the bullet shell and saw that it was indeed true, but he could not see any clues.

"Is it the domestic special forces chasing us?" Luo Zheng guessed that his spirit was so excited that he was excited. As a soldier, Luo Zheng regarded the special forces as his goal and direction of his struggle. Unfortunately, he beat a related soldier in the new recruit company and was sent to a border post. This life is difficult.

Thinking that it was possible that the special forces were chasing him and there was a way to take revenge, Luo Zheng was very energetic and carefully observed the terrain. With his childhood hunting intuition, he chose a direction and rushed over. Not long after, Luo Zheng saw some fragments after the explosion of the grenade, lying quietly on the ground, telling what had happened here.

Luo Zheng picked up the fragment and took a look, threw it away, searched everywhere, and quickly locked a small pit, which was already full of rain. The pit should be a bullet crater caused by a grenade explosion. Luo Zheng observed the terrain and searched everywhere. The battle traces had been completely covered by the heavy rain, leaving only shrapnel and shells. Luo Zheng guessed the battle scene at that time based on the terrain, and then based on the premise that the murderer fled west and the pursuers chased from the east, he judged the general direction and continued to pursue it decisively.

I don’t know how long I chased, but the sky gradually became brighter and the rainstorm finally stopped. Luo Zheng was sleepy and tired. He slowed down, took out a compressed biscuit from his bag and chewed it, and then took out a military pot to drink some water. He felt his eyelids drooping and his head was dizzy. He marched overnight, and his attention was highly concentrated, which consumed too much energy. Thinking of hatred, Luo Zheng gritted his teeth and persevered.

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