The sea of ​​fire began to spread around.

The scorching heat kept approaching Luo.

He glanced back at the burning crackling grass, then looked down at the knife wound on his abdomen.

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Luo found his backpack, but he didn't find a medical bandage for a long time.

In desperation, he could only use a knife to cut off his jacket and wrap it around his abdomen as a bandage.

Shaking hands tightly with clothes.

Luo shook his head, and he was now in a trance, because his body had lost too much blood.

Later, Luo again wrapped his palms with cloth strips cut from his clothes.

This series of actions are completed by Luo relying on autonomous consciousness.

Although his body's feedback to the brain is "you are finished", Luo's self-consciousness insists on living.

"Not too bad."

He looked at the palms he had wrought for a long time, and said to himself.

The fire was raging.

Luo was naked, with blood on his exposed skin, as well as criss-crossing scars.

His progress is slow, but Luo has been walking "seriously" with all his strength. He is afraid that he will fall and he can no longer stand upright.

The fire spread all around along the grass.

Follow behind Luo slowly.

Luo's walking speed is only a little faster than the spread of fire. Fortunately, the vegetation here is rich in water. Although everyone burns very fiercely, the spread speed is not fast.

Somehow, the weather began to become dark.

The dazzling sun in the sky was gone, and Luo could not tell whether the weather was changing or the sun was about to go down.

In fact, he didn't even have the strength to look up at the sky.

Luo stumbled toward the location of the church, the surrounding light became dark, and the people behind became even more dazzling.

He was like a walking dead who had just crawled out of hell, with a **** smell all over his body.

"boom"

Luo didn't take a few steps.

I don't know if I was tripped by something.

Fell to the ground.

"My Day"

The severe physical pain almost made him faint.

But Luo climbed again.

He saw the thing that tripped him.

Under the light of the fire, the transistor in the middle of the symbiont storage device reflected the dazzling light, which spread out like snowflakes.

Luo quietly looked at this strange thing at his feet.

A big smile.

"Ah"

Two groups of people did a life or death around this thing. In the end, they didn't even know what it was.

How ridiculous.

Luo bent down and lifted the symbiont storage device. He didn't even take a look at it. He directly inserted the storage device into his backpack and carried it on his back.

His condition was so bad that he did n’t even find out that the transistor holding the symbiont was inlaid with a gray-black bullet. Although the bullet did not directly penetrate the transistor wall, the bullet The cracks in the center spread out

Walking from the grass to the bushes, Luo felt as if he was experiencing an armed off-road for the first time.

His pale face was no different from those of Harvey's drug-killing machines, except that his face was covered in blood and it was not easy to see.

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Luo clicked on the watch on his wrist.

The three-dimensional topographic map popped out on the dial.

He roughly judged the direction and walked towards the depths of the woods.

Luo is going to take a look at where Joe and the crocodile are.

Although he is a bit confused now, in fact he is very clear in his heart.

If your teammates are still in this wood and see such a violent explosion, they will definitely come here.

Luo just didn't want to admit it.

Or he just did n’t see the coffin and did n’t give up.

As the sky darkened, and the plants in the woods were extremely lush, Luo was walking in the woods, with the illusion of being in the dark.

Every few seconds in his brain, there is a very strong sense of dizziness and colic.

All the thrilling and **** killing pictures before would always flash back and forth in front of him, or he speared the whaling fork into the chest of the first enemy, or the blood was splashed by the murder machine The picture of knife hacking.

On several occasions, Luo saw his opponent's claw knife sweeping over his throat.

"Illusion Hallucination"

"All **** hallucinations."

Luo mouth kept muttering to remind those horror pictures in front of him are hallucinations.

Walking in the dark woods, Luo had to re-check the map every two minutes or so, he was afraid he would get it in the wrong direction.

The sky is getting darker and darker.

The woods became a little dark

Occasionally, one or two sounds of birds flapping their wings came from above their heads.

Luo struggled hard in the vine-staggered woods.

He turned on the light on the watch because the light was getting dimmer.

Maybe it was really dark.

When I first arrived here, it was already in the afternoon. It ’s dark after fighting for so long.

Luo thought to himself.

But in fact so many things happened, and Luo had no clear idea of ​​time in his mind.

The blood on his forehead slipped down, condensed on Luo's eyelids, and dripped down his eyelashes.

He raised his hand and wiped it, he didn't care anymore.

The lights of the watch lights are cold, and the surrounding vegetation shines like a thin layer of snow.

Luo walked slowly with the light which was not strong but enough to use.

The cowboy died and died completely.

This was a heavy blow to Luo.

Luo watched him detonate the wreckage of the helicopter.

At that moment, he didn't seem to have any idea of ​​escape at all, holding the grenade and rushing towards the wreckage of the helicopter. Maybe he knew he could not escape anyway, or maybe he saw Luo who was hit by a murderous machine, kneeling on the spot and waiting to die.

Whatever the reason, he died very decisively.

It seems that there is no trace of nostalgia for this world.

For Luo, the cowboy has a very special positioning.

If we divide the sixteen years since he was born, nine years old was the first watershed of Luo's life, and the other watershed was when he met a cowboy.

Luo didn't know in which direction his life would go if he hadn't encountered this uncle who was always holding a cigar and looked very beating.

Maybe it is in a strange country so far, or spent the rest of his life in the ward of a psychiatric hospital.

Luo shocked the cowboy at the end of his life and turned his back on his life. Angrily Chris suddenly turned away and was even more annoyed by his weakness.

He desperately wanted to rescue the cowboy.

But in the end it was the cowboy who used his own life to win Luo a glimmer of hope for survival