Luo Zheng turned his head and saw a person leaning against a huge tree. It was the female soldier, looking somewhat pained, with blood flowing from her thigh area. She was using a vine to tie it up. Luo Zheng couldn't care less, rushed over, put his field pack on the ground, quickly opened it and started searching, while asking, 'Are you injured?'

Immediately afterwards, Luo Zheng felt someone grab the collar of his shirt at his chest, and his body was dragged uncontrollably to the side, leaning against the trunk of a large tree. He then heard a gunshot; the place where he had been squatting was hit by a bullet, which shocked him greatly. Seeing that it was a female soldier who had saved him, he was about to express his gratitude when the female soldier made a silencing gesture. He quickly shut his mouth and listened attentively to the surroundings, not daring to make a sound, fearing that he would interfere with the female soldier.

He saw the female soldier grit her teeth, twist her body, and fire a shot outside, then quickly retract. There was a return fire, and the bullet hit the large tree, making a heart-shaking boom. Luo Zheng clearly heard a faint groan, obviously someone had been hit and injured. He looked at the female soldier with her god-like marksmanship, his face full of shock, unable to speak.

The female soldier's face, cold as frost, remained unchanged as always. She just listened for a while, then sat up straight and unceremoniously rummaged through Luo Zheng's military backpack. She took out a first-aid kit, quickly opened it, and skillfully cut open the pants at the thigh with small scissors, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. Suddenly remembering that Luo Zheng was beside her, she glared at him with a murderous look on her face, and Luo Zheng hurriedly turned away.

A rustling sound arose, and Luo Zheng thought of the fleeting glimpse he had seen just now; that snow-white skin was enticing. His blood surged, but then he thought of the female soldier's terrifying skills and her fierce expression, and the surging blood instantly dropped to freezing point, with no trace of romantic distractions left.

" Aren't you afraid of death?"

A female voice spoke softly. Luo Zheng knew it was the female soldier asking, and when he turned around, he saw that she had indeed bandaged her wound. Without hesitation, he shook his head and said, 'Afraid? How could I not be afraid? Who isn't afraid of death?' 'Then why did you come back?' the female soldier asked coldly. 'Leaving a woman to cover our retreat, I couldn't do that. They might be my enemies, nine lives at stake, I had to come back,' Luo Zheng said, his expression becoming resolute, a murderous intent bursting forth from his body, his grip on the machete tightening even more, his gaze becoming determined, sweeping away the panic from before. 'Huh?' The female soldier let out an almost inaudible exclamation of surprise, glanced at Luo Zheng, and her expressionless, coldly beautiful face showed a hint of astonishment, then she turned her face away. Big talk is easy, but it takes real ability to back it up. In the female soldier's eyes, Luo Zheng's courage was commendable, but his strength was just average. She quickly checked her weapons and leaned against a tree to rest with her eyes closed. Luo Zheng knew that the female soldier wasn't really resting, but was allowing herself to relax as much as possible, to feel the enemy's next move with her heart, just like the older generation at home had taught him to hunt. What you see and hear might not be real, only what you feel is the most true. When a wild beast attacks, there is a murderous intent; feeling this intent, you also feel the position of the beast and the timing of its attack. But this mysterious feeling is not something everyone can cultivate; at least Luo Zheng had practiced for over a decade without success. 'Hey, what should I call you?'

Luo Zheng spoke in a low voice. The female soldier remained motionless, paying no attention to Luo Zheng. He really wanted to ask what to do next. With an unknown number of enemies outside, hiding here was not a long-term solution. Suddenly, a gunshot was heard, followed by the female soldier firing back without hesitation, as if she knew exactly where the enemy was hiding. 'Hey, babe, you're running out of bullets, aren't you? How about we make a deal?' a male voice with a Western accent shouted in broken Mandarin, his tone full of mockery and provocation. The female soldier curled up as much as possible to minimize her exposure to attack, leaning against a tree to rest, completely ignoring the enemy's taunts. Luo Zheng could see that the female soldier was severely physically exhausted and mentally drained, possibly due to excessive blood loss. Fortunately, she had received a simple dressing earlier, which temporarily stopped the bleeding. If she movedintense exercise，I'm afraid it will tear open the wound again，I couldn't help but feel a protective instinct，Men's innate protective instinct towards women。 “Give me your handgun，I'll go and lure them away。”Luo Zheng looked at the female soldier，Said firmly in tone。 Female soldiers are too lazy to even glance at Luo Zheng，Close your eyes slightly，Hurry up and conserve your energy，The feeling of being looked down upon by women drove Luo Zheng crazy，Solemnly speaking：“I know they are very strong，I, as a soldier, cannot participate in battles at your level，Isn't it just death？”As he spoke, he turned around and was about to charge away。 “Are you sure you want to do this？ If she moved strenuously, the wound might tear open again, which inevitably stirred a desire to protect her, a man's innate protective instinct towards women. 'Give me your pistol, I'll draw them away,' Luo Zheng said to the female soldier, his tone resolute. The female soldier couldn't be bothered to glance at Luo Zheng, closing her eyes to conserve her energy. The feeling of being underestimated by a woman was maddening for Luo Zheng. He said solemnly, 'I know they are strong, and a fight at your level is not something a small soldier like me can participate in. Isn't it just death?' Saying this, he turned to charge out. 'Are you sure you want to do this?'

The female soldier seemed to know that Luo Zheng was about to charge out. She asked coldly, casting a more scrutinizing look at Luo Zheng. Seeing Luo Zheng's determined nod, she pondered for a moment and then said, 'There are three trees between you and the enemy that will form a shooting dead angle. Find it, run in a straight line. With your speed, zigzagging or feinting won't work. The straight-line distance is the shortest. Whether you can survive is up to you.'

Three trees formed a triangle, and the corner closest to himself should be the dead angle. Luo Zheng understood and smiled, saying, 'Thank you. Can you tell me your name? I want to die knowing.'

'If you want to know my name, stay alive,' the female soldier said coldly.

Luo Zheng wasn't annoyed. He smiled sheepishly, took a deep breath suddenly, stuck the machete at the female soldier's feet, took out a Mitsubishi bayonet from his backpack, and said coldly, 'Squad leader, brothers, let's go side by side. Whether we can avenge ourselves depends on you.'

'Ya—!'

With a long howl, Luo Zheng charged forward abruptly, then quickly took cover behind a large tree. Covering a distance of seven or eight meters in just one breath, at the critical moment of life and death, the potential of a person is limitless. Luo Zheng felt as if his heart was about to leap out, gasping for air, his blood surging, and his body seemed to possess an endless supply of strength. After waiting for about three seconds, Luo Zheng estimated the possible hiding positions of the enemies, judged the next safe landing spot based on the surrounding trees, grabbed a stone and threw it at a large tree on one side, while his body crouched and rushed towards the safe landing spot on the other side. Having safely hidden again, no one fired, instead, an arrogant voice shouted: 'Babe, did you send a piece of trash to die? I'm not interested in such goods, slower than a snail. I'm very interested in you, though. How about we put down our guns and have a showdown? If you lose, you come with me; if I lose, I'll go with you, how about that?'