Arknights: The Last of Us

(Judge!Judge!Judge!Judge!I need this!-Shoot the blackboard.)

(If you don't know what to say, then leave your laughter in a place that can make you laugh, is it really not possible to have some inner monologue of the persecuted?At least let me know that I write like this, it will make people happy, bring happiness to others, and it will make me feel very fulfilled, and I understand ?--- by Tianfu Yisheng

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After hearing Fusheng's words, Razer looked at Fusheng, his face showed a trace of strangeness, and Fusheng realized that he seemed to be saying, "You shouldn't be a guerrilla person" Looking at Fusheng, Razer and Franka couldn't see Fusheng's expression, otherwise Fusheng's speechless appearance at this time was enough to make the two of them embarrassed to deduct from the three-bedroom living room.

"I'm from Iberia, how can I have anything to do with them, and I look like Agors and I'm like Agors. Fusheng had to say helplessly to the two.

"Well, then we won't bother, we have to rest early and have to hurry tomorrow morning. Franka touched her hair in embarrassment, then said haha, and prepared to pull the Razer back to the tent to rest.

"Okay, anyway, I've said what I'm going to say, bring the floating night, I'll go shout soap and get up for the vigil. Fusheng said and gently pushed Fuya, letting Fuya follow Razer.

Floating Night looked back at Floating Life, and then followed Razer into Razer and Jessica's tent, and as for Franca, she slept with Keoba.

After waking up the soap that pretended to be asleep, he pulled the soap that was already obviously absent-minded and kept watch for a night, and the floating sheng would occasionally say a few words to the soap about surviving alone in the wild, and then looked at the soap and listened to the floating life seriously, and then kept silent.

In the morning, Soap, who was almost disillusioned by Fusheng, dismantled his tent numbly, and then numbly ate some breakfast and got into the car.

The car was not too crowded after bringing an extra soap, except for Franca, who was driving, and Razer, who was sitting in the co-pilot, Fusheng hugged Fuye, relying on Fuye to make up for sleep in the back seat, Jessica's gaze looking out of the window would stay on Fusheng's face for a while from time to time.

As for the soap, he was stuffed into the trunk like a cargo, and he was big enough to lie on the cargo, so he threw him directly from the back seat to the trunk.

This lasted for three days, and Ukisheng taught Soap intermittently for three days, during which Soap's appetite suddenly increased, and at the same time Fusheng found that the food in the trunk began to decrease regularly

, and then on the fourth day, he camped and chose a small stream, the cold of Ursas had begun to spread to this place, and the camp of Fusheng was close to the stream, and the woods for collecting firewood could be seen through the edge of the camp.

Carrying the food hidden by the soap, his face was so gloomy that he almost dripped water, he walked past Mikhail with the soap that his body was trembling, and then walked with the soap to the woods not far from the camp.

"It's your food, do whatever you want, and don't go in the wrong direction. Ukiyochi threw the soap package to Soap, then took out a compass from his pocket and threw it on Soap's body, pointing in a direction and saying.

Soap looked at Fusheng with a blank expression, and then at the compass and package in his hand.

Then Soap suddenly figured out something, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

"Let's go, you're their only hope, a young and naïve little Sakaz mercenary. Ukisheng took a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and then took out a delicate lighter and lit it for himself, this is the cigarette and lighter that Fusheng searched from the gang of Ruper from Syracuse, and then took a pair of sunglasses from nowhere and put them on his face, and then just put his cool hands on his hips, looking at the soap like a villain.

"So, I'm leaving?" Soap said timidly as he looked at Fusheng with a smile on his face.

"I'm going to have a hard time doing that. Fusheng gestured to the package on Soap's hand, then to the camp.

Soap's expression froze suddenly, it was obvious that Soap also knew what Ukisheng wanted to say, and then looked at Fusheng with a little suspicion in his eyes.

"Boss, boss, you're not going to let me die, are you? Soap looked at Fusheng, then with a trembling hand, he pulled a dagger from his lower back and aimed it at his thigh.

Fusheng (repeating tone): "Hey, you two won't let this kid die, right

?" Black Dragon (complicated expression): "..."White Dragon (

nodded): "Leave a breath, anyway, did you still have the blood you had in Iberia before?" Calculate the time, the activity has passed, and it can be used to extend your life." Fusheng

: "My blood is a flower for the two of you."

Ukisheng came back to his senses and found that Soap was still hesitating to stab himself, and when Ukisheng saw this, he took the M99 and smashed the butt of his gun against the handle of the knife that Soap was holding.

"Puff~" The sharp blade of the knife pierced into the thigh of the soap, and there was a floating intermittent teaching, so that the tip of the soap aimed at the thigh did not cut the bone, but accurately inserted the aorta, and therefore pierced the thigh, and the amount of blood flowing out of the thigh has begun to be a little larger.

Soap just watched as Ukisheng smashed the butt of a gun down, and after the tip of the knife pierced his thigh, his brain instantly shut down, and there was only one sentence left in his head, "!

"Call Lao Tzu twice. Ukisheng said with a smile on his face, looking at Soap.

"Ahh

Ukisheng glanced in the direction of the camp, then at Soap, "It works well, and then climb for me." Ukisheng nodded at Soap, then took the M9A3 out of the holster and shot Soap's feet.

"Bang!" a gunshot rang out that drowned out the wailing of soap.

Soap's body shook, and the blood on his thighs shook violently with the shaking of his body.

"I said, climb for me. Fusheng gradually moved the muzzle of the gun away from Soap's eyes, and said in a calm voice mixed with a hint of chill.

The nerves in Soap's face had begun to twitch from the pain, but Soap still made the movement he wanted to see, only to see Soap let go of the hand that was holding the top of his thigh, and then rolled over and began to crawl on the ground.

Blood began to bubble out frantically on Soap's thighs, and less than ten meters after Soap crawled out, the dagger that had been pulled out due to the bump fell to the side, and Soap, whose face was no longer bloody, moved more and more slowly.

Fusheng took out a needleless syringe from his pocket, which was Fusheng's own inactive blood, and after Fusheng pricked the needle from his neck after holding down the soap, in just three seconds, the blood on the soap's face began to recover, and the wound on his thigh had healed.

"Tsk. Seeing the blood no longer flowing from Soap's thigh, Fusheng sighed and turned back to pick up the dagger.

Soap, who had begun to lose some consciousness, suddenly came back to his senses as if he had returned to his senses, and watched Ukisheng leave his side, and then saw Ukisheng walk back with a dagger that was still dripping blood, and stabbed it into his calf.

"Go on, don't worry about dying, because with me, it's hard for you to die. The cold voice rang in Soap's ears.

Soap: Tired, destroy.

The soap wailed and crawled as it continued to crawl, and the sound of floating gunfire was accompanied by the pricking of needles again and again.

Whenever Soap wanted to give up, Ukisheng would at first say how many children were waiting for Soap in the car, and then Ukisheng took out a red book and began to read the above sentences, and the first sentence was.

"Proletarians of the world, unite. Soap

, who had read a little book, shut down again, and then when he thought about the meaning of what Ukisheng said, his body began to crawl mechanically, and before he knew it, Soap had crawled out of the woods for more than 300 meters under Fusheng's thoughts.

When Fusheng pricked the soap again, Fusheng pulled up the soap with one hand, and the soap grabbed the compass and the bag of food given by Fusheng with both hands.

"Go, soap, in any case, tell the guerrillas that there are still a hundred and four children here, it's your task. Fusheng shoved the dagger into Soap's arms, then took off Soap's coat and put it on himself.

Soap's eyes, which were already a little wooden, lit up, and then nodded at the floating life, and after watching the floating life leave, his eyes gradually returned to their original agility.

Soap looked at the blood that flowed from him, and then saw that the wound on his hand from the rubble and dead wood was slowly healing, and walked forward firmly.

In the bag of soap for food, in the bag with a little hole scraped out by crawling, a small book with a red cover and a gilded five-pointed star was shining in the setting sun.

Soap touched his chest and saw that something seemed to be in the lining, and when he lifted his clothes, his eyes locked on a thumb-sized scythe, hammer and red badge with golden lines.

In a future unknown to Soap, this booklet will be in the guerrillas, in Kazdale, in the hands of many.

But no one will know that this is the soap that crawled on the ground for three hundred and seven meters.

(This chapter may change, because I'm not sure if I can write it.) ）