Chapter 1007: Imminent shadow (top)

With pure willpower and overwhelmed arm muscles, Klein stretched out the jaws that he wanted to swallow, rolled out of the furnace-like void fissure, and landed on the cold sand.
He was too weak to fight anymore, but it didn't matter.
Those fissures have disappeared, and the chasing soldiers have disappeared. Just like any dreams will disappear after people wake up, Klein shuddered in the depression behind this remote town for a while.
The injury he suffered the night before was more serious than he thought. Not only did the skin on his hands open, but most of his fingers could not be bent. It was either too swollen or fractured.
The armor on the sleeve of the tights blocked the killer's dagger, but he still covered his forearm with bruises.
His face was sour and swollen, swollen around the broken bridge of his nose, making his eyes a little open, and the nostrils were filled with black congestion, and the area where the back brain was injured was so sensitive that he was afraid to dare. Touch it.
He was also very painful the night before, but it was at least a short night.
Only killing and being killed.
After the failure of the Battle of Tyre, he failed to get a punishment for the failure of the mission, but obtained a new mission-protecting the empire admiral Yushkin.
This great hero quickly drove the Empire's legions out of defeat, re-established a solid line of defense, and repelled more than a dozen of Ok's harassing attacks.
His fame was not damaged by the defeat of the battle, but instead showed a prosperous situation, and even some people who were dissatisfied with the current situation began to gather around him.
Rumors began to appear, mainly focused on several public conflicts between the empire and the regent, the rift between the two sides gradually emerged, and some people began to plan for Euskin to replace the "unpopular" Prince Diego, Become the new regent, or dictatorship-an old title of power minister.
The changing times cast a shadow on the destiny of the empire, and Klein received a new mission again.
Cut off the target he protected.
Admiral of the Empire, first-class Duke Eugene.
He almost succeeded, but in the end he gave up, and even he could not accept such a murder, because it was equivalent to murdering the entire empire.
Klein did not understand the purpose of the shadow prince, because they all knew that these storms could never shake the place of the shadow prince. The queen would not trust anyone except him.
So he became a traitor, hiding in Tibet for half a month after chasing down the Middle East, until the critical moment used a magical tool given to him by Pegdor-the wizard had already met him and would be in crisis, and gave it at a separate time. He is a treasure.
This treasure saved his life when he was about to die and took him to a strange place.
At this bitter dawn, Klein, tortured by cold and pain, began to believe that his mission could no longer be achieved.
The only remaining point allowed him to make up for his work, and the opportunity to complete the work may have passed away.
Perhaps it is time to give up the task and leave all disputes.
"Cough..."
He stood up instability, and as dawn pierced the sky, a ray of dawn gradually spilled from the sky.
There will be an hour of biting cold, and then the sun will be printed on the sky like a bleached water stain on the pink absorbent paper, and the earth will become an oven.
Then he will die.
But Klein did not blindly plunge into the empty wilderness. His understanding of the direction was as strong as his ability to assassinate.
He swallowed a pill to wake up his consciousness and senses, and then walked a kilometer west.
The chemical stimulant also relieved the pain in his arms, head and joints.
As his thinking became clearer, he observed his surroundings and used some landmarks he patiently noted to determine his position: six flat stones, a pronghorn skull, and a shrub shaped like a scimitar.
He found the pool within fifteen minutes.
The rain that had not been dried was lying quietly at the bottom of an extremely low-lying basin, and the bitter and dirty pool water was less than one meter deep in the center.
This water is no longer drinkable, but it can also be used for washing.
Klein frowned, and after washing, disinfected his wounds with prepared medicine.
He splashed the pool water on his back with his injured hand, clenching his teeth and moaning.
The rising sun pierced the first ray of light into the darkness of this deep trench like a laser beam. Klein walked carefully around the basin, but saw a corpse.
A human body, dressed in the military uniform of the New California Republic, is behind a field backpack.
He has been dead for a while, with only one leg left. Perhaps this fatal injury killed him.
Klein knew that Oak had launched an unprecedented invasion of this country in the early days, and as those who had experienced the war personally, he was very sympathetic to these people.
But sympathy is sympathetic, he still needs to plunder some of the dead's belongings.
He used his injured hands to awkwardly dig out the backpack from behind the carrion.
It was a standard military bag made of waterproof canvas, with a marching kettle filled with water, a bag of military food that was immediately opened for him to eat, a medical bag, a folding knife, a pistol with two clips, There is also a signal gun, a compass, a clean vest, and a notebook.
He sat down ~EbookFREE.me~ while drinking the strange liquid in the kettle while chewing the military food.
He scanned the notebook again-this is a very ordinary soldier, and he has been in the army for only half a year, but this can become his fake new identity.
In this unfamiliar country, he needs a background that is not so flawed, and a soldier who came out of the orphanage is undoubtedly a very good material.
He even felt his luck was too much.
Klein thought about a plan that would allow him to reach eight kilometers west of the food and water, and then he would look for a human settlement, if it had not been destroyed.
The signal flare will help the rescuers find him, they will actively rescue a soldier on the edge of the battlefield, and that is one of the backup identities he will use.
When anyone finally realizes that he is not a native, his identity stolen through two or three has disappeared and disappeared into the sea.
So what happens afterwards? Take a boat back to the empire? Perhaps going to the old continent is another option.
It is easy to find a simple and unsuspecting way. Every day, there are hundreds of ships going back and forth across the barren sea, and no one will notice him slipping on one of them.
He would settle on a remote colonial planet in the old continent, and then disappear forever.
forever and always.
He considered using a medical kit to treat his wounds, and felt that these dirty wounds would support the wilderness survival experience he was about to fabricate.
"Sorrow..."
Klein sighed and began to repack.
He tried not to think about Io again, the old was right, it was a wrong choice, it would greatly threaten her life.
She is likely to pay for his disappearance, and Klein is once again disgusted by her weakness.