The Japanese were following me like a machine that knew no fatigue. The strong murderous aura lingered like a dark cloud in the sky. My sleepiness, which had not been able to close my eyes for two and a half days, was like a heavy stone weighing on me. On my eyelids, if I didn't need to see the road, I think I could even fall asleep while walking.

My brain was running slowly and heavily, "How could the Japs have such physical strength?" I asked myself, I believe that if the Japs sleep, then they will definitely not be able to keep up with my current marching speed, since there is no guarantee of sleep for them. How could it persist for such a long time?

This is the last way for us to get rid of the enemy's close pursuit. Most people will suffer from mental confusion if they don't sleep for more than 48 hours, but after being subjected to almost inhuman torture and special training by miracle doctors and demons, they can survive 72 hours. I still remember my first time How I feel when I don’t sleep for 60 hours - my brain is extremely confused. Every slightly interesting thing will cause me to laugh excitedly, and the slightest inconvenience will make me cry. My brain and emotions feel like they are traveling at high speed but lost. The car braked and was completely out of my control. We conducted this kind of special training in order to get rid of the enemy in a sleepless way when the enemy was urgently pursuing us. Once the enemy fell asleep, when they woke up, they would We will find that we have lost our trace, so we have to end the tracking operation. And the group of Japanese behind me actually know that they are still following me, which I can't understand for the moment.

"Come on, let's compare who has stronger perseverance!" I took out the dagger, disinfected it with the zippo I brought back from the United States, and then stabbed my fingertips lightly and quickly, as if the fingers were connected to each other. The pain could not make my sleepiness disappear completely. Each stinging pain only temporarily dissipated the sleepiness. As time went on, the dissipation time became shorter and shorter.

I continued to walk forward relying on the stinging pain. I believed that if the devils behind me were still human beings, then they must need sleep. My feelings now have begun to become blurry, and I can't feel the murderous intent emanating from the devils behind me at all, but this But it doesn't make me happy at all, because I have no confidence in my sixth sense now, and my body function can't reach such a sharp state at all, so I decided to keep going, although I know that if I persist like this , my sleepiness may suddenly disappear without a trace at a turning point, and be replaced by excitement and mania, or hallucinations and delusions, or severe and irreversible mental illness. But I have no other choice. Choice, I want to get as close to that critical point as possible. I believe this is the safest way.

Relying on the constant pain, I walked half asleep and half awake for what I thought was a long time. But I looked at my watch and saw that only an hour had passed. I knew that I was beginning to have an illusion about time, just like a person in a If you suddenly open your eyes after a deep sleep, you may think you just had a nap, but in fact you may have slept all night.

After looking at a few tall trees, I sighed helplessly. With my current physical strength, I had almost no confidence in climbing to the top of the tree with a load. If I fell down halfway due to lack of physical strength, I would even doubt whether I would still be able to stand. The strength to get up.

"Hey!" I sighed helplessly. Now I have to find a place where I can sleep safely. It would be too sad if I was not caught by the Japanese but eaten by a Siberian tiger or other wild beasts.

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I held my eyelids open and looked for a safer place, but as soon as my mind thought about sleeping, my sleepiness quickly swallowed me up like quicksand in the desert. All my struggles were in vain, "Forget it, just lie down on the ground."

, there are so many beasts, you won't be so unlucky!" Such a voice was like a magical voice from the sky, floating around in my mind like an ethereal one.

I found a gap between the rocks. With my last bit of consciousness, I made a few simple warning traps and then got in. I held the dagger in my right hand and put it on my chest. My left hand gently placed it on my knife.

"I have to get some sleep, fuck everything!" was the last voice in my head, and then the world fell into darkness.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning, and the extreme fatigue almost made me enter another world.

I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly felt someone seemed to be grabbing my gun. I opened my eyes suddenly. The deep sleep not only allowed my physical strength to recover rapidly, but also caused my various body functions to slow down. I

My eyes were blurry, and I waved the dagger twice in front of me in panic. At the same time, something appeared in front of my eyes.

I swayed forward, and out of instinct I kicked my leg forward. My leg sank, and then I heard a muffled groan in my ears. I knew I had touched a living thing. I put the dagger across my chest with my right hand, and immediately moved my left hand.

I touched the m1903 and the speed machine at hand, but found nothing but weeds. "My gun, where is my gun?"

In a few seconds, the recovery of my vision allowed me to see more than a hundred Japanese soldiers wearing yellow clothes in front of me. What aroused in my heart was not fear but self-blame. I made the death of rats and vipers a sacrifice in vain.

I touched the mouse's head and felt guilty. I stood up and realized that I was not on a rock at all.

Instead, I was lying in a patch of weeds instead of in the gaps between the rocks. It seems that I had already hallucinated at that time. Judging from this, those warning posts I made may be just my hallucinations. Otherwise, even if I continue

No matter how deep you sleep, it is impossible not to feel the sound of the warning post you have set up.

"Mr. Lone Wolf?" A handsome-looking Japanese officer took a step forward. I could see that he was tired, but he was much better than me who was embarrassed. This became a question in my mind, how did they do it?

To the point of being sleepless.

"Haha! Is there any need to talk nonsense? Come on, grandson!" I straightened up, preparing to receive the bullets that would beat me into a hornet's nest.

"No, no, no, we went through a lot of hard work and sacrificed several soldiers of the empire to find you, not just for a cold corpse. We didn't have deep-rooted hatred before, did we? You are mercenaries,

Mercenaries who work for money, we

We can make a deal, what do you think?" This guy said his thoughts seriously, as if what he said was a reasonable thing and I would definitely agree with it. I really doubt that this guy's expression is stable, his eyes are

Is this guy's brain still normal?

"Do you have a brother?" I left the dagger still on the ground. There were over a hundred enemies, not to mention the dagger, the Qinglong Yanyue, and the eight-foot-long snake spear. It didn't help.

"Of course, I have two brothers! You want to ask if I will still discuss business with you if you kill them all, right?" the Japanese asked me with a smile.

I waited for his answer expressionlessly.

"If it is beneficial to the empire, let alone brother, even if you kill my parents, I will still shake hands with you and make peace. Everything is for the empire and loyalty to the empire. This is the military soul of our Imperial Japanese soldiers." He looked at it.

He looked at me with an expressionless face and then said: "Okay, let's ask Mr. Lone Wolf to go back with us! I think this is not the place to discuss business."
Chapter completed!