The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

"go!"

The three of them turned and ran away!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The enemy troops were upstream, about two hundred meters away from them. After seeing them, they shot at them and chased them in their direction.

Cao Guoqiang and Zhu Hongwei's guns and daggers were lost in the river, and now they have no weapons on them.

Xia Meng did have a gun in his hand, but it was not enough for three people.

It does exist in space, but it can't be conjured out of thin air.

Maybe this is a good opportunity to separate from them!

Xia Meng planned to blow up the gunpowder magazine alone. With Cao Guoqiang and Zhu Hongwei around, she couldn't take out the drone, so Xia Meng ran and said to the two of them, "I'll distract them."

Cao Guoqiang and Zhu Hongwei shouted in unison, "No!"

Cao Guoqiang looked at Xia Meng seriously, "Comrade Xia, you have taken risks for us several times, and it's my turn."

Zhu Hongwei also said, "I don't have a leg. If you take me with you, no one can run away. If you leave me here, I will hold the enemy back for you. You go quickly!"

"Oh, please stop causing trouble," Cao Guoqiang glared at Zhu Hongwei angrily, "Why are you vying with me over this matter?"

"I run fast, they may not be able to catch up with me," Cao Guoqiang looked at Xia Meng with fixed eyes, his eyes were firm enough that Xia Meng could no longer refuse, "Comrade Xia, let me distract them."

Xia Meng felt warm in her heart and was a little touched.

But... Xia Meng raised her eyebrows. Sometimes, there was nothing she could do about such an overly upright and kind person.

Xia Meng pretended to be angry and looked at Cao Guoqiang, "Comrade Cao, look at me, I'm so thin. Can I carry Comrade Zhu on my back and escape?"

"Only if you carry Comrade Zhu on your back and I lure them away, maybe the three of us can survive."

Cao Guoqiang, "But..."

Xia Meng interrupted him before he could finish his words, "It's nothing." After saying that, Xia Meng shook the gun in his hand.

"I have a gun and a dagger, what do you have on you?"

"When the enemy comes after you, how will you block the enemy's bullets? Will you use your body?"

Speaking of this, Xia Meng's expression suddenly changed, and she stared at Cao Guoqiang warily.

"You don't want my gun, do you?"

After hearing Xia Meng's words, Cao Guoqiang was so frightened that his face changed and he shook his head hurriedly.

"No no!"

"Comrade Xia, please don't get me wrong, I have never thought of it this way," Cao Guoqiang tried his best to explain, fearing that Xia Meng wouldn't believe it and started swearing.

"If I think so, let me die here!"

Xia Meng felt guilty, but she had a cold expression on her face and snorted,

"It's fine if you don't have one, that's all." Xia Meng scanned the surrounding environment and finally pointed to a hillside, "Where are you going? Wait until I lure the enemy away, then you can come out."

The two of them were still hesitant and looked at Xia Meng without speaking.

"Go quickly!" Xia Meng said angrily, "If we wait any longer, we won't be able to escape."

After Xia Meng finished speaking, he pushed the two of them hard, causing them to stagger.

Cao Guoqiang helped Zhu Hongwei stand up, his eyes were worried and guilty, and he said with some self-blame,

"Comrade Xia, you...take care!"

Zhu Hongwei bit her lip, her eyes full of sadness and guilt, as well as the helplessness of feeling that she was useless, "Comrade Xia..."

Xia Meng turned away and said in a deep tone, "Stop talking. If you say anything more, I'll get angry. Let's go!"

After Cao Guoqiang and Zhu Hongwei hid, Xia Meng slowed down her escape speed. When the enemy saw her, Xia Meng suddenly accelerated, leading them in the opposite direction.

Xia Meng ran quickly in the forest and drank spiritual spring water to replenish his strength when he was tired. Although the enemy soldiers were men and had a natural physical advantage over women, they did not have spiritual spring water...

Half an hour later, some enemy soldiers were so tired that they collapsed on the ground and could not get up.

An hour later, all the enemy soldiers were lying on the ground as tired as dead dogs, unable to get up. Xia Meng relied on the spiritual spring water to still have strong energy.

An hour and a half later, Xia Meng completely pushed the enemy far away.

"call!"

After breathing a long sigh of relief, Xia Meng wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat down under a big tree to rest.

The clothes on her body were soaked with sweat, and the wetness clinging to her body was a little uncomfortable, but Xia Meng couldn't care about that much anymore.

After resting for a while, Xia Meng looked at the dense jungle around him, the smile on his face gradually widened, and he seemed to feel a long-lost freedom in his heart.

He was left alone. After Xia Meng had rested enough, he walked towards the gunpowder magazine he had discovered last night. He took out a bag of beef jerky from the space and ate it one bite after another. His steps were brisk and uncomfortable.

Within five miles of the gunpowder magazine, the number of enemy troops gradually increased.

Xia Meng glanced around, then walked to the nearest high mountain. When he reached the top of the mountain, Xia Meng sat on a rock, took out his telescope, and carefully observed the situation of the mountain.

Xia Meng once wanted to steal the powder magazine, but the defense was so tight that it was almost impossible for her to sneak in. It was too difficult to successfully enter the powder magazine.

Moreover, if the ammunition in the gunpowder magazine is stolen, what will happen to the two enemy regiments guarding the mountain?

Let them go?

A great man once said: On the battlefield, you must kill as many of the enemy's effective forces as possible.

If that's the case, then blow up the powder magazine! Blow up this mountain! Blow up the enemy troops in these two regiments!

Xia Meng couldn't believe that the higher-ups of the Yue Kingdom didn't feel sorry for the loss of two regiments of troops in an instant! The rest of the enemy troops are not afraid!

At night, Xia Meng took out a piece of bread and a box of yogurt from the space. After eating and drinking, Xia Meng took out the drone and tied the explosives to the drone. After binding, he made sure that it would not fall. Meng controls the drone to take off.

The enemy was too vigilant. In order not to expose the drone, Xia Meng tried to fly the drone as high as possible.

In the dark night, the small drone is like a messenger from hell, carrying a weapon that can pull people into hell, quietly coming to the sky above the gunpowder magazine.

Xia Meng stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the cold wind, looking down at the gunpowder magazine in the distance, and then pressed the start button without hesitation!