"Ahem..."

A declining figure limped forward in the bushes with difficulty, and his staggering steps seemed to fall down anytime and anywhere.

The storm last night had passed, and the lucky Ren Onozuka escaped, but his body became weaker and weaker. His eyes were purple like a walking corpse.

After witnessing so many of his companions' deaths, he now doesn't know where to go, so he can only keep moving forward.

Onozuka Hitomi was in a daze and walked to a gentle slope without realizing it.

As a result, I accidentally didn't pay attention to the empty footsteps and I rolled down.

Fortunately, the gentle slope was not very high. He rolled on the ground for several rounds and finally stopped, but he also fell to his senses and was extremely sore, and he had no strength to stand up again.

Lying among the weeds, the hard objects on his waist shocked Onozuka Hitomi. He silently took out his grenade and looked at the only thing left on him with a dull look at the only thing left on him.

Slowly, his fingers unconsciously clamped against the pull-up ring.

Too painful... It's so painful...

If you have to continue to endure all this next, you might as well be relieved...

The hand holding the grenade trembled continuously. What's ridiculous is that he doesn't even have the strength to pull the ring open.

Haha...Is it so difficult to die? Onozuka couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Or maybe, he still doesn't have the real courage to die.

He seemed to have accepted his destiny, lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and was no longer willing to get up.

"Aren, get up quickly, they are here!"

I don’t know how long it took, but when he was dying, he seemed to see his former companion, and his fellow villager was eagerly urging him.

And behind him... the squadron leader, the comrade in the team, the inhuman military doctor, and the madman who ate human flesh yesterday were strode towards him...

"They" surround each other, constantly looking at themselves with greedy eyes, as if the one in front of them was not people, but food.

Even... I was just reminding my fellow villagers and friends that I joined in at this moment, staring at myself with the group of people with bloodthirsty and cruel eyes, as if I would pounce on him like a wild beast in the next second and dismember him.

No!

don't want…

Don't eat me!

Onozuka Ren was so scared that he shouted, desperate to escape, but his weak body now had no effort to stand up, so he had no energy to run away.

Suddenly, all the "people" around him disappeared. He raised his head and looked around. There was no trace of his figure beside him.

Is it hallucination...

When he was confused, Onozuka Ren saw a plant not far away, and the leaves were extremely familiar... He didn't know how many they had found this month, and they seemed to be the leaves of sweet potatoes!?

Perhaps because he saw the hope of survival, he burst out with amazing strength at this moment, trying to support himself and crawl over without hesitation.

It is indeed sweet potato leaves, and there must be good sweet potatoes underneath!

Onozuka Hitomi reached out and dug it up quickly. The sweet potato, which was only three fingers thick, has now become a life-saving straw. He didn't care about the soil and directly ate it together.

The raw sweet potatoes with a fishy smell naturally didn't taste good, but after being hungry for several days, now, no matter what they taste good or not, after making two in one meal, he finally felt the hope and sweetness brought by the food.

Only then did Onozuka Hitoshi realize that there was a depression under this overgrown slope, with many wild sweet potatoes growing in it. After counting it carefully, there were at least thirty or fifty plants.

It seems that no one has discovered it yet. This is really a pie that fell from the sky.

No, you must not let others discover it. You must dig it out and hide it!

He did it as soon as he said that, Onozuka took advantage of the morning mist and found some dew to drink it. After he recovered a little, he quickly started digging it up.

In a short while, more than thirty pieces of red sweet potatoes were dug. This harvest made Onotsuka smile happily. With these things, I saved some food, and I could last for at least ten days and half a month.

But soon he couldn't laugh. He ate sweet potatoes and drank cold water during the day, and couldn't stand up even with stomachache. He even pulled his stomach all night and suffered severe physical and mental torture again.

The next day, Onozuka Ren, who had been tossed by his stomach all night, looked at the rising sun, and felt extremely melancholy in his heart.

Only then did he realize that he needed to find the source of fire. Now his body is extremely weak. With his current resistance, he might suffer from intestinal diseases. Malaria is a life-threatening person.

Anyway, at this critical moment, you either starve to death or die of illness. You may not be sure that you will become a corpse on the side of the road.

I don't dare to hold any hope anymore, as long as I can still live, I'm better than anything else

Now that we have finally found food, we can't waste it no matter what. Even if we risk being discovered by enemy planes, it's better than starving to death by keeping food alive.

So Onozuka Hitomi took off his military coat, treated the clothes as a bag, packed all the sweet potatoes he dug up and tied them to his body, and continued to walk deep into the forest.

Soon he found a village, but the village was terriblely quiet and some burnt ruins. It was obvious that the Japanese had already suffered a disaster.

Because the target here is relatively large and it is easy to attract air strikes, the Japanese did not dare to stay here, as if they were empty.

Surprisingly, a severely corrupt Japanese soldier was found on the roadside at the entrance of the village. A big hole was opened in his head, and a foul smell was disgusting. I don’t know how this unlucky guy died here.

Onozuka Hitomi didn't think much, but just walked over and fumbled for a moment. There was nothing to use on the other party, except for a Type 99 rifle and four bullets in the barrel.

Perhaps, this guy on the ground couldn't stand it and committed suicide by swallowing his gun.

Without stopping too much, Onozuka Hitoshi picked up his rifle and turned around and walked into the village.

After entering the village, dilapidated scenes could be seen everywhere. You don’t have to look at them and you will know that this place has been looted.

There was a pretty intact thatched house in front of him, which seemed to have not been destroyed. With some expectations, he hurried in to check it out.

The house was extremely dark, filled with the smell of damp, moldy and rotten, and the debris were placed in a bunch of them. It might be a bit difficult to find matches, flints, etc. here.

When Onozuka Hitomi was pursuing his head and searching hard, he suddenly felt something was wrong. As soon as he looked up, he found two pairs of frightened big eyes staring at him in the corner.

"ah!"

It was like hitting a ghost, and he was so scared that he almost changed his voice. He hurriedly retreated outside the door, raised his gun inside tremblingly, and shouted in a calm manner:

"Who? Come out... come out!"

Onozuka Hitoshi plucked up his courage and shouted again, but there was still no response inside.

So he slowly moved to the door, while alerting to the situation inside, he carefully opened the wooden door completely, and then saw the scene inside clearly through the light shining outside the house.
Chapter completed!