Three Hundred and Seventy-Two, Not Allowed to Die

However, at this moment, there was an explosion in front of the steam train, and the whole train suddenly shook. Yang Xiaojin stood up and said, "Mine, there is a mine belt here!"

It seems that Zong Cheng made more preparations to prevent them from escaping. He not only sent heavy troops to attack with artillery fire, but also laid mines on the road where they might leave.

The landmines on the wilderness exploded one after another, and the landmines loaded with TNT explosives bombarded the steam train. Ren Xiaosu's face turned pale immediately, and even the steam train seemed to be blurred, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

Every time the steam train was bombed, Ren Xiaosu felt like his internal organs were being torn apart.

Everyone saw that Ren Xiaosu curled up on the ground suddenly, the pain directly caused beads of sweat to fall off his forehead like soybeans.

But at this time, everyone discovered that Ren Xiaosu had two gunshot wounds on his side!

It turned out that when he just escaped, the nano-robots on Ren Xiaosu's body could no longer fully protect him. It's just that Ren Xiaosu had to deal with the traitor just now, so he didn't deal with the wound immediately, but forced himself to calm down.

Suddenly, everyone saw that Ren Xiaosu suddenly inserted his right index finger and middle finger into his wound, and forcibly squeezed out the first bullet, and then the second bullet from his wound!

Jin Lan and the others stared blankly at this scene. They had never seen someone take a bullet for themselves so vigorously.

Ren Xiaosu closed his eyes, as if every hair on his body was trembling.

It wasn't until this moment that Yan Liuyuan came to his senses. He quickly took out the black medicine that Ren Xiaosu had given him before, and applied it on Ren Xiaosu's wound.

But the trauma was healed, but the backlash pain caused by the attack on the steam train could not be relieved.

Yang Xiaojin hugged the trembling Ren Xiaosu tightly in her arms: "Put the steam train back, let's go out."

But Ren Xiaosu let out an angry roar as if he didn't hear it, and the steam train's blurred body unexpectedly solidified again.

Yang Xiaojin whispered: "You have done enough, Ren Xiaosu, if we die together today, I will not regret it."

Ren Xiaosu also wanted to give up, but he had to persevere. If the steam train disappeared at this time, everyone would fall into this minefield, and everyone would die at that time!

Jin Lan probably understood what Ren Xiaosu was doing, he said blankly: "Brother, give up, let's die together."

Ren Xiaosu still closed his eyes and did not respond.

But the steam train became solid again.

It wasn't until they drove a full three kilometers that they finally crossed the wilderness area buried with landmines.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu finally couldn't hold on any longer. The steam train was decelerating crazily, but before it came to a complete stop, it suddenly disappeared, and everyone rolled to the ground.

At this time, Jin Lan heard the sound of motorcycle engines in the distance, and it seemed that a large number of bandits were running towards them!

"What should we do?" Zhang Yiheng asked with a frown. At this time, he could already see that there were thousands of bandits in front of him.

It was already impossible for Ren Xiaosu to support such a high-intensity battle, and at this time Ren Xiaosu was pale, and it was hard to say whether he still had the strength to fight.

The pain was like billions of ants biting every nerve of Ren Xiaosu. The pain could really make people lose their ability to move. Ren Xiaosu gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, not saying a word.

This is dead end.

All the people watched silently, but no one could bear anything for Ren Xiaosu.

Some people fled to the northwest without saying a word, they didn't care so much, their lives mattered!

You don’t need to go to barrier 178, you can continue to save bullets happily, but what if you die here? If you die here, you will have nothing!

Ren Xiaosu once planted a seed called faith in their hearts. Given time, this seed may grow into a towering tree.

But there is no time.

Just as Ren Xiaosu realized in his heart, there is no light at the end of the world.

Yan Liuyuan quietly watched the hundreds of people leaving their companions behind, and said to Ren Xiaosu, "Brother, I will accompany you."

Ren Xiaosu's trembling eased little by little, as if the backlash pain was also rapidly dissipating after the steam train disappeared.

Suddenly, Jin Lan slowly got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body. He took off the automatic rifle carried behind his back, opened the safety, and pulled the bolt.

Then he said with a smile to Zhang Yiheng: "At worst, go down and see Xu Jinyuan, the rest of the team will follow me, don't embarrass big brother!"

There was a sound of pulling the bolt of the gun, and an exciting force suddenly flooded Jin Lan's blood, bones, muscles, and hair.

Jin Lan laughed loudly and said: "Brother, you should rest for a while, and the brothers will go down and wait for you first, bah bah bah, it seems a bit unlucky... This time is really happy, in this troubled world, being happy once is enough .”

"The second team takes the others away!" Jin Lan suddenly rushed out towards the bandits who were rushing.

Under the sun, Jin Lan's back image is shining.

"He is obviously a bear, a hero who pretends to be a fart," Zhang Yiheng wiped away his tears and shouted: "Protect Big Brother and go west!"

At this time Yang Xiaojin glanced at Yan Liuyuan: "You carry him on your back."

Yan Liuyuan froze for a moment: "Sister-in-law, where are you going?"

However, before she finished speaking, she saw that Yang Xiaojin had already turned around and walked towards the wilderness, where she was going to build the last line of defense for Ren Xiaosu: "Don't die."

At this time, Jin Lan and the others behind everyone had found the ambush position behind the mound. They half-kneeled on the ground according to the method Yang Xiaojin taught them to stabilize the gun body.

Jin Lan smiled cursingly and said, "Believe it or not, I must have been a sniper in my previous life."

Someone laughed and said, "I am the one."

"Haha, everyone!"

As he said that, Jin Lan saw that the group of bandits finally came into range, and the veins on his neck popped out and shouted angrily, "Fire!"

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the bandits at the front of the opponent's motorcycle team suddenly fell down a large piece.

But this time there were too many bandits. Originally, Qingzhen's people dragged them all the way to the north, but at this time Qingzhen's people had already gone south, and there was no one in this river valley to check and balance them.

Jin Lan and the others did not receive any formal military training, they just imitated the firearms knowledge Yang Xiaojin taught them, and did the most basic burst shooting.

But they were about to run out of bullets, and they couldn't really stop the bandits from going south.

Seeing that the motorbike team had arrived in front of him, Jin Lan and the others were unable to change the magazines in the panic, so he suddenly threw away the gun and used his body to block the motorbike: "What a fool, don't go over!"

In an instant, Jin Lan actually used her own body as a roadblock. The motorcycle in the front saw someone rushing out from behind the mound, and had to make an emergency turn. The motorcycle rushed over.

With this pounce, the bandit on the motorcycle was thrown down, and the fallen motorcycle blocked the way of the bandit behind.

The bandits in the rear got up and fired, killing Jin Lan and the downed bandits together.

Jin Lan smiled and closed her eyes: "Damn you."

This is the troubled world, the living have no choice, and the dead have no one to remember.

From the day you are born, there is no happiness, and everything you get is suffering.

However, one day, someone suddenly appeared and brought everyone to see the light and hope, so this person must be allowed to live.

Because, maybe this person himself is that beam of light.

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The saved manuscripts have been used up, and I will arrive in Luoyang in two hours. There are still chapters in the evening, but they are not counted as additions. I just try to finish writing the plot of this volume, and then rest for two days