I don't have a system but I have a hammer

"Dude...you..."

As a person from the Middle East, it is rare to have such fair skin. I can't think of any other reasons other than excessive indulgence, poisoning, and excessive blood loss...

But when I saw the cross blood hole on his thigh and the sickly yellow-red pool of blood under his body, I immediately guessed some kind of possibility, so I quickly squatted down and asked softly while covering his wound...

"Don't be afraid, I am the reinforcements sent by the headquarters, tell me what I can do for you..."

Looking at my worried eyes that didn't seem to be fake, a touch of excitement flashed in his eyes, but his eyes soon dimmed. After a long silence, he smiled wryly at the wound...

"I'm going to see Allah soon. I'm very satisfied to see my companions in my lifetime. As for the others, I want to smoke a cigarette before I die..."

Seeing that he was in a slump, I took out a cigarette and lit one for him, and another for myself...

"What happened inside, and your wound..."

He greedily took a puff of the cigarette, and then exhaled the gray mist heavily as if he was exhausted...

As the smoke brushed past, he glanced at the abyss far away with serious eyes, and sighed softly...

"Hey, it seems that the headquarters doesn't know what's going on here... Ahem... I can only tell you that it's hell inside, you... don't go in..."

I narrowed my eyes slightly...

"The wound on your leg..."

He raised his eyelids, casually touched the bleeding wound, with a sad smile on his face...

"Arrow bats, we all call them that. They are monsters raised by the Hack tribe. They are so fast that bullets can't be aimed at all. Once they get close, they will stab their tails into people's bodies and inject an unknown neurotoxin. ..."

"There are a lot of poisoned guys, but none of them can last more than half an hour, and the tail of the arrow bat is very sharp, and the body armor is useless at all. It can be said that they are creatures from hell..."

While speaking, he endured the pain and squeezed his wound, with deep regret in his eyes...

"Actually, if I had been more decisive just now, I would have had a chance to survive, but now, it's too late..."

Well, I hesitated for a while when I cut off my little finger, not to mention cutting off my own leg...

Then I continued to ask...

"Then why don't you retreat?"

It seems that he didn't expect me to ask such a question, so he was obviously a little dazed, and there was a faint "yes, why didn't I think of it" sluggishness...

In the end, he lowered his head, his eyes were sad...

"Maybe it's because I want to do my part for mankind..."

Now it's my turn to be surprised...

"What do you mean?"

He also looked up suspiciously...

"do not you know?"

I nodded expressionlessly...

"I just came to the new world yesterday, and I don't know many things..."

Now he was even more confused, and subconsciously glanced behind me, as if to see if there was anyone else following me besides me...

"Then how do you..."

I sat cross-legged, pretending to be wronged...

"I joined the reconnaissance team on the first day I joined the army, and then I got separated from the team. They went back to the headquarters, but left me alone outside. Now the superiors asked me to come to the deep ditch to see the situation, so I came here It's..."

In fact, there are many loopholes in my words, but I know that the dying person in front of me will not care at all, or will not go into it at all, because he just wants to have someone to accompany him before he dies. This is human nature...

As expected, he didn't ask any questions, only a little sympathy on his face...

"Dude, you're out of luck..."

I didn't answer the call because I didn't know how to answer it, so I just continued with the previous topic...

"By the way, you just said, for...human beings?"

He looked up at the almost imperceptible sky, his eyes gleamed with blood, determination, and determination, and there was a hint of unwillingness and passion in his eyes, as if he was brewing something, and yearning for something...

Yes, I am very familiar with his eyes. It is the ultimate longing for the ideal in the heart, it is also a song of resistance against the unfair fate, and it is also the deep unwillingness that the blood in the heart has not been swayed and cannot be sustained...

After a minute of silence, I sighed while waiting for the answer, silently reached out to cover his eyelids, stood up a little depressed...

"Oh, it turned out to be a flashback..."

I curled my lips, touched him, found nothing, and prepared to move on...

Unexpectedly, in the next second, he opened his empty eyes like a resurrection, and suddenly grabbed my leg, and started yelling hysterically...

"Don't leave me, Allah...don't leave me...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Seeing his distorted facial features, trembling body, babbling gibberish, and constantly waving his hands in the air, I finally understood why everyone stays away from the crowd after being poisoned, waiting to die alone in the back...

Because death is not terrible, what is terrible is actually the process of waiting for death, not to mention, the process of dying is still very painful, so I can only...

Alas, poor fellow...

huh~

The heart-piercing sound of howling ghosts and wolves stopped abruptly with my arm blade. Although the owner of the sound died in a foreign land and it is difficult to return to his hometown, at least his soul can return to the earth, and he has a place to live...

May Brother Hammer...keep him rest in peace...

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At this time, the cross area located in the center of the deep ditch is gathering people from two parties...

The two sides are separated by an abyss with a width of [-] meters and are facing each other because of an invisible bottom, which constantly emits bursts of decaying aura...

On the left side are the aborigines of the New World...

Hakka!

They are all muscular, burly, and sturdy, just like a group of wrestling madmen from the WWE fighting competition. Coupled with their wild and exotic blue hair, even the most powerful bodybuilder in the world will see them. , will involuntarily feel ashamed...

But that body, which was comparable to the ape-man Tarzan, did not bring them the same sense of security...

Yes, facing a group of alien visitors beyond their cognition, they have to put up [-]% of their energy and deal with the enemy's attack carefully...

Similarly, the Hakka people know that if they want to repel the invaders with their backward means of fighting the enemy, it is not enough to be cautious, they must have the belief in a decisive battle and the courage to break the boat, even if it is a painful price. Can't take a step back...

Because behind them is the home they depend on for survival, where they have their own family, friends, lover...

Not giving an inch, until death, this is the only signal sent by the fire of faith in each of them!

But among the group of Ha guests, there was a person with a different expression on his face...

He wore a colorful flower bouquet on his head that was incompatible with the people around him, and he wore a fiery red leather armor made of unknown animal skins. He held a yellow bone flute made of animal bones in his hand, and played a few songs from time to time. With a special melody, a lot of strange monsters will emerge from the huge cage behind them, across the abyss of [-] meters, and rush towards the enemy...

But compared to the wonderful performance of a Pokémon animal trainer, there is no trace of pride and complacency on his face, but deep fear and dignity...

That's right, he is the leader of the Hakka front-line battle, Hakejia!

On the other hand, it is what all of us on earth are familiar with and in awe of, which makes Mr. Madman gnash his teeth and wish to get rid of it quickly, which makes countless ordinary people fascinated and praises it endlessly, and makes governments all over the world sing and erect monuments. Yes, the initiator of this Civilization Invasion War...

Scavenger League!

But compared to the long list of mighty titles above, their fighting qualities are so poor that it makes people feel distressed...

That's right, the current group of stormtroopers in standard combat uniforms and metal helmets are huddling behind a temporary bunker, facing the enemy who can't even see clearly...

Blind fire with a gun?

Please don't be surprised, because half a year ago, they were just a group of ordinary people who rarely even touched guns, but now they shoulder the important responsibility of expanding the territory entrusted by the alliance!

So who do...

You will be overwhelmed with excitement, right?