Wei Ran put down the telescope, glanced at the time on the dial and cursed secretly. He had long expected that Felix would definitely take action against the navigator Morris, but he also did not expect that Felix would do it at this time, or even today.
They all set off a full hour earlier than usual!
After one last glance at Felix's back, Wei Ran put away his binoculars, waited patiently for the distance between the two parties to be far enough, and then immediately rushed towards the navigator Morris.
It's a pity that the bullet that penetrated the chin into the brain had already taken away Morris' life. Even the scene was disguised as suicide by Felix!
"How long will this take?" Wei Ran took out his camera and took a photo of Morris's body. He complained irritably and quickened his pace to catch up.
As for negotiating with the other party at this time, he has never thought about it. Although there is only one person left in the other party, although he is completely sure to disarm the other party's weapons and combat capabilities, there is no benefit at all. He may not even be able to sleep at night.
All you have to do is keep one eye open.
"How long will this take?" Wei Ran threw aside the water bottle in his hand irritably, picked up the shotgun and quickened his pace to catch up.
Even without counting the time and steps, Wei Ran could see that without the "weight" of Morris, Felix's speed had obviously sped up a lot.
Many times, because he used the chair as a sandboard, Wei Ran even had to jog to keep him from leaving the sight of the telescope.
Two days passed quietly as the two of them chased each other, one in the open and the other in the dark. In these two days, Wei Ran had already drank all the beer, and even only the water was left.
About half a barrel.
In comparison, Felix was not much better. The last time he drank water, he had poured all the remaining water into the kettle and discarded the heavy oil drum.
At dusk on the third day after killing Maurice, when Felix set off again, he only had less than a liter of water and the last can tied to his waist with a parachute cloth.
But from beginning to end, he carried the submachine gun on his back, and Wei Ran could even use the binoculars to see the two spare magazines that Felix had on his waist.
He raised the camera, pointed it at Felix's staggering back and pressed the shutter again, but Wei Ran was not in a hurry to catch up. After hiking for so long, the soles of his feet were worn out with blood blisters, and his body was even more exuded.
Strong smell of sweat.
Taking out the bucket from the metal book and shaking it, Wei Ran poured himself a glass of water that was no longer cold and poured it into his mouth in small sips. Looking at the current situation, his reserves were also running low, perhaps at most.
He could only persist for four more days before he faced the dilemma of water shortage.
Putting away the bucket, Wei Ran rubbed the sore soles of his feet, reluctantly put on his boots again, climbed over the sand dune where he was hiding, and once again followed Felix in an almost mechanical manner.
Follow your own pace. From time to time, glance at the time on your watch.
After being deprived of water and hungry for such a long time, Felix could no longer walk even five kilometers in one night. Many times, he would even walk for up to half an hour and then lie down on the sand to rest for a long time before he could get up again and continue on his way.
.
When this extraordinarily long night passed, with the sun shining on his face, the withered Felix also threw away the water bottle that had consumed the last drop of stock, and stood on a sand dune holding the only remaining can.
in the shadow.
At the same time, Wei Ran, who was only less than 20 meters away, sighed, put away his camera, shrank his body to the other side of the sand beam where he was hiding, and tiredly took off his boots and one-piece flight suit.
"Da da da!" The crisp sound of gunfire made Wei Ran, who was about to take a nap, open his eyes and cautiously poke his head out to look at Felix on the other side.
At this time, Felix, who was lying on the sand, pointed his submachine gun at the sky, pulled the trigger and fired a series of bursts, shouting something silently in a hoarse voice, and let the hot bullet casings hit him.
and face.
Soon, one magazine was emptied, and Felix threw the submachine gun aside and covered his face wrapped in a turban with both hands.
Wei Ran sighed, silently returned to his original position, stretched out his body on the smelly flight suit, and let the morning sun shine on his body.
When he woke up again, the sun had sunk most of his body below the horizon, and the temperature in the desert began to drop a little bit.
Felix, who was on the other side of the sand beam, after staring at the can in his hand for a long time, slowly replaced a new magazine for the submachine gun, and continued walking towards the direction of 29 degrees north-west with the can in hand.
Get started!
"Tomorrow...it's time to talk to Felix tomorrow..."
After Wei Ran pressed the shutter button again, he put on his clothes and followed him again, carrying a shotgun.
That night, Felix only walked a maximum of three kilometers. When climbing a sand beam, he rolled and fell from the highest point and could not get up for a long time.
A moment later, Wei Ran, who was following behind, also climbed onto the sand beam. In the moonlight, he looked at the figure hugging his legs and screaming. He hesitated for a long time, but finally did not move forward. Instead, he just lay down on the sand beam, separated from him.
Wearing goggles and watching quietly.
More than an hour passed before Felix turned on the flashlight that he had never used before without any warning.
Under the not-so-bright light, he seemed to have given up all struggle, and roughly opened the last box of cans that symbolized hope, and roughly poured all the soup and meat inside into his mouth.
"Clang!"
Felix threw the empty tin can violently and smashed it on a weathered stone. He completely ignored the corners of his mouth that were scratched by the can skin. He lay on the sand and gasped, but he never climbed up again.
Get up and pass.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As time passed, the crescent moon in the sky moved little by little, and was finally hidden by the white fish belly on the horizon.
A moment later, the fiery red sun poked its head out from behind a sand dune, shining its warm golden light equally on Wei Ran and Felix.
Until the sun rose completely, just when Wei Ran finished taking a photo as usual and was about to show up to talk to the other party, Felix got up in a daze.
Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately retracted the Sha Liang where he was hiding, watching with cold eyes as the other party stood up with difficulty, stood up with the submachine gun with the folded butt open, and limped towards the cans not far away.
Unfortunately, there was nothing edible in the can.
Throwing the can in despair, Felix glanced at the north compass on his wrist. After identifying the direction, it turned out to be heading towards the direction of 29 degrees north by west again!
Seeing this, Wei Ran pressed the shutter again, then took out the food box and the oil drum, sat on the sand beam that the former could see as long as he turned around, ate the Snickers bar he had already eaten one bite at a time, and drank it one bite after another.
There never seems to be enough fresh water.
By the time he put away the oil drums and food boxes, Felix had already walked dozens of meters away and was about to bypass a huge sand dune.
Wei Ran squinted at the sun that was already emitting heat waves. After hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran took out the watch and compass that were placed in the tin can, as well as the gold plate that was looted from Lai Ang's body and put them in the empty box.
He picked up the food box on the first floor, then put on a turban and goggles, abandoned the heavy flight suit, and chased after him with a shotgun.
His speed was naturally much faster than Felix, who seemed to have injured his legs and feet. However, when he also walked around the sand dune, he found that Felix was limping and trotting. And directly in front of him
, an oasis with shadowy figures and unclear lakes unexpectedly appeared!
"So lucky?"
Wei Ran subconsciously stopped and raised the telescope, but then he shook his head bitterly. It was not an oasis at all, it was just a mirage that appeared due to the refraction of light.
But for Felix, who was struggling on the verge of death, this illusory illusion was like a shot of amazing cardiotonic effect. Even though he fell down several times, he got up again and again and continued to limp towards the goal.
That oasis is unknown hundreds of kilometers away.
"boom!"
Wei Ran aimed at his side and pulled the trigger, and the powerful No. 12 shotgun blasted out a large steaming cloud of smoke on the sand.
After the sudden gunshot, Felix fell to the ground subconsciously, then raised his submachine gun, pointed it at Weiran and pulled the trigger!
This madman!
Wei Ran, who originally just wanted to stop the opponent, immediately threw himself to the ground, rolled and crawled and hid behind the sand dune.
After a while, Felix also stopped shooting, and then limped towards the "oasis" again!
"Pause!"
Wei Ran shouted at Felix at the top of his lungs, but what greeted him was only another submachine gun fire!
"Run, let me see how far you can run!"
Wei Ran cursed and ran to the other side of the dune, raised his gun, pointed it at Felix's side, and pulled the trigger.
Amidst the dull gunfire, the astonishingly powerful No. 12 single-head bullet hit the yellow sand less than five meters away from Felix.
This time, Felix finally stopped running and actually stood on the spot, pointed at the gas and pulled the trigger.
Amidst the intensive gunfire, the submachine gun bullets fired a trail of smoke and dust on the sand dunes, but it was not even as good as a stroke master. Even the nearest shot was more than ten meters away from the guard.
When the opponent emptied the magazine, Wei Ran raised the shotgun again, aimed at a position ten meters away from Felix, and fired the remaining large hunting bullet in the chamber.
However, the huge recoil of this bullet caught Wei Ran off guard and almost caused him to sit on the ground.
"Why would that idiot Goering think of using this thing as a survival gun? Does he think his pilots are all Rambos who have eaten spinach?"
Cursing, Wei Ran opened the barrel of the gun with a loud bang, let the shells of the three bullets fly away, then reached out and pulled out three bullets from the cowhide bandolier and stuffed them in.
After a while, Felix also replaced the last magazine of his submachine gun. While retreating, he once again pulled the trigger in the direction of Wei Ran's hiding place in an almost venting manner.
After emptying the bullets in the magazine in just a few seconds, Felix stopped, threw away the submachine gun in his hand, and once again limped towards the oasis that was about to disappear in the sun.
