A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

Looking at the receding scenery, Yuan Ying felt a sense of emotion. It had only been six days since he escaped from the cliff, but it felt like a lifetime ago.

The eagle lay on the bamboo raft, opened its mouth and screamed loudly, as if it was showing off its victory. Yuan Ying glared at it and said unhappily, "If I encounter a wild beast, I will throw you out first."

The man and the eagle paddled on the water safely for a day. When the sun was about to set, Yuan Ying secured the bamboo raft to the shore.

After landing, I found a relatively flat rock as my habitat for the night, put down my backpack, picked up some dry branches, went to the river to get a pot of water, piled up a few stones and started to cook the dried meat.

I went to the river and picked some water celery to cook with the dried meat. I have been eating meat every day recently and my bowel movements have been difficult.

After cooking, Yuan Ying picked out some for Silly Bird and put them in the leaves. She then took out two eggs from her bag, one for her and one for Silly Bird.

Yuan Ying held the pot and began to eat heartily. After finishing, he saw that the silly bird only ate the meat and eggs on the leaves, leaving the water celery.

Yuan Ying slapped the eagle head and said, "You silly bird are so picky about food. Eat it all."

The eagle turned its head to one side, as if to say, "You idiot, have you ever seen an eagle eating grass?"

Yuan Ying threatened: "If you don't eat, I will starve for two days."

The eagle seemed to understand and ate the remaining water celery reluctantly.

Yuan Ying lay on a large rock covered with a moisture-proof mat, looking up at the brilliant Milky Way with its shining stars.

It reminded her of a poem: "The vast starry sky is like a dream, and the stars are dotted around the Milky Way." Such a scene can no longer be seen in the city.

The starry sky at night leaves ample space and time for thoughts to roam freely.

The quietness and tolerance of the night blur the flow of time, allowing you to dream while awake without any worries.

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In the early morning, the sunrise gradually broke through the clouds, leaving the pure white moon like a piece of dusty pebble thrown on the horizon, and the fire had not yet gone out.

Yuan Ying and Lao Ying continued their journey after breakfast. The next two days were uneventful, and they thought they would have a smooth journey out of the mountain.

On the fourth day of the rafting, a huge waterfall appeared on the riverbed. The waterfall rushed down from the riverbed, and the water flowed through three rapids in turn.

The magnificent scene was stunning, the water flowed like a thousand horses galloping, with a mighty momentum. If it weren't for Yuan Ying's good eyesight, he would have fallen into the waterfall along with the water flow.

Yuan Ying quickly brought the raft to the shore. It seemed that the only way to get down was to go through the forest. Yuan Ying placed the eagle on the raft and carried it on his shoulders as he stood up and went into the forest.

The forest was overgrown with weeds, and Yuan Ying was climbing up with difficulty. Suddenly, he heard the sound of fighting and the collision of blades in the distance.

Yuan Ying immediately abandoned the bamboo raft and looked for a place to hide. From a distance, he saw ten masked men in black chasing a tall man in ancient costume. The man was already injured.

Yuan Ying was overjoyed. It turned out that someone was filming a movie in the mountains. He finally saw his own kind. He was so excited... so excited that he couldn't express it in words.

Without thinking too much, she rushed up to them and shouted, "Hello, fellow villagers. I am..."

Before she could finish her words, more than a dozen swords stabbed at her. Yuan Ying dodged instinctively. She was still in a daze, and was forced to fight a group of people, with real swords and guns...

After a while, she finally reacted. There was no director, no camera, and no hanging Yawei...so this was a real killing, not an act.

Wow... China is such a civilized country, but there are still such barbaric and primitive places.

They still wear such old clothes and use controlled knives to fight. We must respond when we return to the army.

We must get rid of these barbarians first. Yuan Ying drew out his dagger and focused on the fight. He was good at close combat, but these people were also professional fighters and could not be ignored, and there were more people on the other side.

After a few moves, they distanced themselves. At this time, the man also reacted and leaned against her with his back to her in a defensive posture. The man in black also felt that Yuan Ying was not simple, and after several eye exchanges, he was about to attack again.

Yuan Ying took out a smoke bomb from his backpack and threw it out. In an instant, the air was filled with smoke. Taking advantage of the cover of the smoke bomb, Yuan Ying ran away.

Seeing this, the man immediately followed Yuan Ying, and the two ran all the way. Yuan Ying rolled his eyes at the man who followed him and said, "Why are you following me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the man fall straight down. It seemed that running so far just now was his limit.

Yuan Ying blurted out a Chinese quintessence...reluctantly carried the man lying on the ground on his shoulders and ran back to the river.

She threw the bamboo raft into the river, put the tall man on it, and did not abandon the silly bird in a hurry. She propped up the bamboo pole and paddled quickly to the other side.

After landing, Yuan Ying moved the man to the grass, hid the bamboo raft and bamboo poles in the grass, and she carried the man and picked up the eagle and ran towards the forest.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged. She had gone out excitedly to meet her fellow villagers, but now she had a burden on her shoulders. If it weren't for the constraints of being a soldier that wouldn't allow her to throw him away, she really wanted to leave him here to fend for himself. She dragged the two burdens and climbed up the mountain with difficulty.

After much effort, I finally climbed to the top of the mountain. I looked up and saw the broad river below me, and tall rocky mountains on both sides. Looking to the right, the back of the rocky mountain was backed by a steep cliff, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack.

A rocky mountain stands above the river. A huge cave entrance can be vaguely seen in the overgrown weeds next to the mountain. It is unknown whether there are any wild animals inside.

Looking at the sky, it seems that it is getting too late, so I should find a safe place to live first.

Yuan Ying put the man down, walked to the entrance of the cave, threw a lot of stones in, waited for a while and saw no response. The entrance of the cave was quite high, so she climbed in with difficulty.

The cave was very large and clean, three times the size of the cave I had lived in before. There was no animal feces except for the accumulated soil. It seemed that the animals were not stupid enough to know that this cave was difficult to climb.

Yuan Ying put the backpack and the eagle on the ground, covered them with a moisture-proof mat, and went back to carry the man back into the cave.

The man was unconscious. Yuan Ying found blood oozing out of the man's abdomen. He was in a hurry to run away and his clothes were dark green, so he didn't pay attention to the wound on his abdomen. He hit his abdomen with his shoulder and caused secondary injury.

It hurts just thinking about it, but he didn't even groan. He's really tough. I put my hand under the man's nose to check, and he's still breathing.

I took out the first aid kit and undressed him. The knife wound on his stomach was just below his belly button. If it had gone a little lower, his second brother would have died.

Yuan Ying quickly stopped the bleeding, took out iodine to disinfect, and took out a sewing kit to sew up the wound, with more than 20 stitches. The man didn't wake up. It was no problem for Yuan Ying to deal with these injuries. He often went on missions, so injuries were inevitable.

The man lay motionless on the moisture-proof mat, looking dead.

Yuan Ying stood aside and looked down at him; this man was estimated to be in his early twenties, tall and slender, with a straight nose, slightly furrowed brows, eyes closed, and his jet-black hair was tied up high with a jade hairpin. He had a well-proportioned body in a dark green robe.

Even lying like this, he still looked dignified, except for his pale face which revealed ruthless coldness and deep fatigue.