Soldiers inevitably die, and dying on the battlefield is an honor, a hundred times better than dying from old age on a sickbed. But even if one must die, they can't let the enemy get their bodies to exploit. Without a body, perhaps Lan Xue might think I'm still alive? To prevent Lan Xue from making a foolish sacrifice, charging down is the only option. In a flash, Luo Zheng's thoughts raced, and he quickly made a decision, ready to charge down.
"Puff puff puff!" Three bullets struck Luo Zheng's back. If it weren't for the tight-fitting clothes, capable of providing superb bulletproof protection, he would have died instantly. Even so, the bullets hit the tight-fitting clothes and penetrated into the back muscles. Although the muscles held them back, blood still flowed.
