I am the savior, but I am being asked by Alicia and the others to pay me back.

Ye Ming climbed up carefully and looked around, and soon locked onto the murderer who wanted to kill him.

“Why are these soldiers trying to stop me?”

——According to my analysis of this world, these people are those who died at the hands of Bronya.

——It is the crime that Bronya believes she has committed, and it is also the embodiment of her inner pain.

"The embodiment of pain... In other words, as long as I eliminate these soldiers, Bronya will be able to return to normal?"

——In theory, the symptoms will improve.

"Then it's clear what to do."

Ye Ming found a safe corner and stood up. Just as the system said...

The wound did not stay on his body, what could not dissipate for a long time was the lingering pain.

——I suggest you not to do that. You are unarmed and cannot face so many soldiers.

"Then do you have any other way to save Bronya?"

——…

The silence of the system did not bother Ye Ming. On the contrary, he smiled with relief.

"You couldn't think of a way to make me stop. You seem to care about me more than the mission."

——The winning rate is zero.

Because the system had no entity and could not see expressions, it could only utter these four cold words.

"It's not the first time either."

Ye Ming found a relatively sharp stone and sharpened the front end of a thick branch into a sharp spear. Taking advantage of the cover of night and wind and snow, he slowly approached a lone enemy.

A sneak attack is the best way to make up for the combat power of both sides. Such "knowledge" has not failed. When the first soldier fell, Ye Ming immediately took off his equipment.

With a pistol, a rifle, and a lightweight soft bulletproof vest, Ye Ming's efficiency in advancing also increased significantly, until...

Five minutes later, he was discovered and died by the enemy.

“Ahem! Haah!!”

When he woke up again, Ye Ming found that his "corpse" had been thrown far away, and the severe pain from his twisted internal organs had not subsided until now.

"There are some clues."

Ye Ming was on the road again. Thinking about the reason why he was discovered last time, he carefully chose his route forward, trying not to make any noise as much as possible.

But this could not make up for the lack of experience, because the safety of the confiscated gun was not on, Ye Ming was unable to fight back in the exchange of fire and was shot dead again.

"It's not over yet..."

Ye Ming knew very well that the only thing he had at the moment was tolerance.

Before being completely defeated by the pain, you must find a way forward.

Just like in the stories he had come across... Just like in the history of his hometown...

Those who keep groping in the darkness and moving forward at the cost of blood.

The only difference is that when those who are called heroes fall, they will pass the flame of hope to those who come after them.

And before the next death comes, everything Ye Ming can leave behind will have to be inherited by himself.

This is an opportunity no one else can get...

It is also a trial that countless people are afraid of.

75. Without power, can you not be a hero?

The fifth time he fell was because he was discovered by others after the assassination and he was too slow to draw his gun.

The eleventh cardiopulmonary arrest was due to poor aim, which prevented him from hitting the enemy at medium range.

The fifteenth time he fainted was because he changed the bullets too slowly. That was the first time Ye Ming persisted until the magazine was empty.

The twentieth time he lost too much blood was because his gun jammed. During long-term combat, weapons must be checked at all times.

The twenty-fifth time his organs ruptured was because too much of his body was exposed when he was shooting in cover.

The thirtieth time he was disemboweled was because he failed to quickly inflict fatal damage to his opponent in close combat.

The thirty-fourth time his skull was damaged was because he chose the wrong attack route and was surrounded by the enemy's squad formation.

The thirty-eighth time he was shattered to pieces was because he was hit in the arm by a sniper on high ground when he was throwing a grenade.

"..."

Then, when he woke up for the fortieth time, Ye Ming, who was lying in a pool of blood, did not stand up again.

It’s not because his consciousness has not yet recovered. It can be clearly seen from the video that Ye Ming has opened his eyes.

But I don't know if it's because the severe pain has exceeded the upper limit of physiological tolerance, or for some other reason...

He just stared into the distance, without saying a word or moving a muscle.

[Is Ye Ming breaking down? ]

[There's nothing I can do. How can an ordinary person fight against so many soldiers?]

[How can you not allow the protagonist to use cheats? This is too much]

[After experiencing the pain of death so many times in such a short period of time, I would go crazy too]

This may be the time when the audience has the most empathy with Ye Ming.

Because Ye Ming at this moment is no longer the omnipotent hero who controls the elements, fuses the destruction...

But he is an ordinary person who is extremely vulnerable, just like everyone else.

There is no need for any Honkai Will or any more terrifying power to destroy him.

A bullet, a sharp knife, or a piece of shrapnel could easily kill him.

——Don't go on. This is not something an ordinary person can do.

—I don’t want to see you again…hurting yourself in vain.

Unlike Ji Zi's time, no one in the comments came out to urge Ye Ming to do anything...

Because the sense of substitution was too strong, when the audience entered Ye Ming's position, they unconsciously chose to give up.

"Yi... Yan..."

"...gun...moving..."

Just when everyone thought that Ye Ming could only lament that "he could do nothing", they suddenly heard Ye Ming muttering something.

Because the sound was too soft, it was difficult to hear clearly, but one could see from the picture that Ye Ming's eyes were moving back and forth and he never stopped talking.

[It’s bad, Ye Ming is really crazy]

[Is this a brain injury? ]

"Low posture, side posture, relying on cover, raising the gun..."

"High-pressure situations, adrenaline, tunnel effect..."

[Wait, Ye Ming doesn’t seem crazy]

As Ye Ming's voice became clearer and clearer, the audience's sympathy gradually turned into astonishment.

[I think I know what Ye Ming is doing]

[Is he... learning on the spot?! ]

Just as the audience guessed, Ye Ming made a decision that no one else dared to think about.

He will learn little by little on this battlefield, at the cost of blood and life, until he masters all the enemy's combat skills.

"Can't be pinned down, run, build vision and shooting range..."

The various ways of dying did not destroy Ye Ming's will, even though the severe pain occupied most of his thinking circuits...

Ye Ming also never gave up using his remaining brain cells to think about everything that happened before his death.

"Watch the movements quickly, keep the muzzle of the gun with your eyes, and don't carry it with an empty chamber or bullet..."

All those who have experienced it say that what people learn in actual combat is ten times what they learn from ordinary training.

And at the moment of life and death, people's progress speed will be ten times that of normal combat.

But the second half of this sentence often has no reference value, because no one can experience so many life-and-death situations and survive every time.

Unless... someone like Ye Ming...

"Only a few of them have team cooperation, and most of them are independent?"

After being shot for the 45th time, Ye Ming took a deep breath of cold air to suppress the severe pain in his body while continuing to summarize his rapidly growing experience.

At the same time, he also thought of a way to make faster progress.

“If self-study still depends on intuition, then what about asking for answers on the spot?”

Ye Ming no longer thought about getting close to Bronya, nor did he try to advance the front line, but instead began to "learn from a master."

He first took note of the enemies he could not deal with, and used their action patterns and fighting methods to deal with another group of difficult opponents.

Simply put...

Imitate enemy A to attack enemy B. When enemy B defeats you, remember enemy B's combat methods and use them to deal with enemy A in return.

And so on, until you find the answer to defeat all enemies.

"Ha... Huh..."

Finally, after being killed for the 83rd time, the blockade of these soldiers in front of him was no longer an insurmountable obstacle for Ye Ming.

But at this moment he really couldn't hold on any longer and could only lie behind a big tree to catch his breath.

"Just wait for me a moment, Bronya."

Ye Ming looked at Bronya who was imprisoned in the distance, and the light in his eyes seemed to pierce through all the mist crawling out of the cemetery.

"Right away...I'll take you home."

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[I always think that Ye Ming can save everything because he has a cheat]

[If he loses his power, then Ye Ming is almost the same as us]

[It’s so funny, I actually thought I was no worse than Ye Ming]

[If I put myself in the same situation, I can’t even imagine what he did]

[What do you mean he's just like an ordinary person? This guy has no empathy at all.]

At this moment, millions of viewers understood why the system chose Ye Ming and why only Ye Ming was the protagonist of the story. No one else would have made the same choice.

Because this guy...

It is not because you have power that you want to be a hero; it is because you want to be a hero that you reach out for power.

"Long guns, pistols, ammunition, projectiles, bulletproof vests..."

Ye Ming gathered together the enemies he had killed before and carefully selected their equipment.

The bloody lessons and painful reminders played over and over again in his mind.

After everything was ready, Ye Ming had one last thing to do before launching the final raid.

That was not an experience learned on the battlefield, but his favorite ritual as an ordinary person.

Ye Ming closed his eyes and gently stroked the gun body of the main weapon with his fingers, as if he was caressing the delicate body of a girl.

--What are you doing?

"Calm the machine spirit."

——What does that mean?

"Shh..."

Ye Ming interrupted the system softly.

"Did you hear it?"