"Brother Matsumoto!" Mosika didn't know what happened for a moment, but felt that Chen Cao didn't respond when he called.
"You think you can kill me like this!" The pilot, who was already covered in oil, held a pistol and dragged the parachute strap, slowly staggering from the sea of sand not far away, shouting and cursing from time to time.
Mosheka's face was full of horror. At this time, he found that Chen Cao's body in his arms was limp and no longer making any sound. He stretched out his hand and touched it. His hands were sticky. It turned out that the shot fired by the Justice League pilot just now was concentrated.
off Chen Cao's back.
"It turns out there is still a little coward alive!" At this time, the surviving pilot's eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes. He picked up the pistol and walked to Mosika who was holding Chen Cao. He angrily lifted the black muzzle of the gun and pressed his hand on it.
In his eyes, Mosheka is no longer a teenage boy. Having lost his comrade, he has already associated Mosheka with terrorists and enemies.
But now, all the war treaties and human rights are bullshit in his mind. All he has now is hatred, hatred, endless hatred...
The muzzle of the black hole was pointed at Mosika, who was holding Chen Cao in his arms.
"Go to hell, little bastard!" The pilot shouted, showing the pleasure of revenge and killing. His finger was already on the trigger, the rifling pushed the gun, and the gun drilled the bullet, and the bullet smelled of death.
,Flying Mosika.
Boom! At this critical moment, bullets and a voice sounded at the same time.
Mosika had already closed her eyes waiting for death, but suddenly she felt empty in her arms.
"Brother Matsumoto!" Mosika shouted with ecstasy in her heart.
The pilot stared wide-eyed. The miniature gun in his hand had been released. A numb feeling rushed straight to the brain. After being slightly shocked, he saw Chen Cao lying on the ground holding a submachine gun. He raised his head slightly.
Breathing heavily, he looked at himself.
"It's just a little longer to live!" The pilot was already red-eyed. He pulled out the military dagger from his body and rushed towards Chen Cao. In his eyes, Mosika, a teenage boy, was not
It is worth mentioning that Chen Cao had just interrupted his revenge, so now, Chen Cao is naturally the first to bear the brunt.
The dagger flashed with a bone-piercing light without any suspense in the scorching desert sun, and pounced on Chen Cao.
The gunshot wound in the back was already serious. In order to stop the pilot from firing, Chen Cao had already exhausted his power. He broke away from Mosika's arms and smashed the butt of the gun at the pilot. He was the first to face the menacing pilot.
, can no longer muster any strength at all.
Although he has superpowers, he is still a human being after being seriously injured. He can clearly feel that the bullet just hit his spine. Under the hot wind, as long as he moves, he will feel a burning pain.
Came from the back.
"Am I going to die in this sea of sand and become a mummy?"
Bang! There was a gunshot.
The pilot suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back. He was startled and turned his head to look at Mosika. What came on his head was another gunshot and a force that penetrated his forehead, followed by his own.
His consciousness was blurred.
"Boom...sand!" The pilot fell on Chen Cao, and the dagger in his hand drew an arc and inserted into the sea of sand.
"Wow!" Mosika was holding a dog pistol in his hand, trembling all over. He saw the originally menacing pilot, who was about to pounce on Chen Cao, but fell to the ground under the impact of the bullets he fired. He couldn't help crying.
.
At such a close distance, he could clearly feel that there was a bloody hole in the forehead wrapped in the pilot's snow-white skin due to the bullet's penetration.
"Mosika, come here quickly!" Seeing that the danger had been removed, Chen Cao suddenly felt a sense of fatigue all over his body, and his eyelids trembled. He braced himself and shouted to Mosika.
"Brother Matsumoto, are you okay?" Mosheka heard Chen Cao's call and didn't care about anything else. She wiped her tears and rushed towards Chen Cao.
"I, I seem to have been hit in the spine, and now I have lost the ability to move..." Chen Cao's voice was already like a mosquito's cry, and the sound behind him became smaller and smaller, but Mosheka who was lying next to him heard it.
Clearly: "If I can't hold on any longer, take water and food and go find your father by yourself, and... destroy my body. There is a lighter in my shoe... and a bottle of corpse-turning potion!"
"
While Chen Cao was speaking, he had closed his eyes, but he still spoke to Mosika in the "Mainz" language, for fear that Mosika wouldn't know.
"Brother Matsumoto!" Mosika shook Chen Cao vigorously, tears coming out of the corners of his eyes again.
However, Chen Cao never responded to him. He just kept repeating that he would destroy his body after his death, and his voice became weaker and weaker.
Mosika, who was used to seeing life and death in Oderu, saw Chen Cao like this and knew that Chen Cao had fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss from the wound.
Even though he was used to life and death on the battlefield, killing someone for the first time filled Mosika's heart with fear and guilt. At this time, he saw that his savior and his only good friend in his life was in danger, so he wiped it clean
Tears and regardless of the fear in his heart, Chen Cao lay flat on his back in the sea of sand, rolled and crawled to the body of the pilot not far away, and used the method taught to him by scholar Chen Cao - to pick up the body.
Pilots are different from other arms. Their missions are immediate and they do not carry much equipment or life-saving items. Mosika searched for a long time before finding a piece of gauze, half a pack of Pegasus cigarettes, and a bottle of water. Simply,
A piece of aircraft debris one meter long and wide was found not far away.
Mosika used all his strength to move Chen Cao to the wreckage of the plane, gently cut open his clothes with a dagger, cleaned Chen Cao's wound with half a bottle of water left on his body, and then used gauze
Wrap up his wound. His father Hared taught him that if the bullet did not hit the limbs, do not try to remove the bullet without surgery. Otherwise, the injured person will definitely die of bleeding. The only way is to maintain
The current situation is to wrap the wound with gauze to prevent the injured from moving, otherwise the wound will become inflamed, and then look for opportunities to survive.
So now, Mosika could only keep the wound from becoming inflamed, and then he could only pray for God's blessing. Sure enough, he found a small bottle and a plastic lighter from Chen Cao's landing boots. He could not use this thing no matter what.
Yes, but he kicked these two things into his arms, then took off the clothes on the pilot's body, tore it into small strips of cloth with a dagger, tied them together one by one, made a rope, and tied Chen Cao
Fixed to the aircraft wreckage.
"Brother Matsumoto, don't worry, I won't let you die!" Mosika picked up the dog pistol on the ground, put the other end of the rope made of clothes on his shoulder, looked at the unconscious Chen Cao,
His eyes became more and more determined.
If the battlefield survival method given to him by his father was correct, Chen Cao was wrapped in gauze and the amount of bleeding had been reduced, so he should be able to survive for a day.
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"Boss, there is an enemy situation!" Xiao Li said while holding a telescope.
"Kill him!" the giant bear said, holding the Flame Overlord.
Looking at a group of guerrillas running in the sea of sand in front of him, Chen Diwen stopped the giant bear's movement: "No, our target is not them, don't conflict with them, retreat!"
After giving the order, he patted the giant bear on the shoulder and led Xiao Li and others to retreat to the depths of the sand sea.
After hiding in a drought-tolerant flora, everyone replenished water, food and rest. Chen Diwen said to Xiao Li: "How far do we have to reach the cave where the jihadist organization is hiding?"
Xiao Li said: "Yesterday, the Vulture sent a telegram. The Justice Alliance changed its attitude and came out in full force yesterday to launch a large-scale counterattack against Al Qaeda. It seems that this time it is imperative, and Al Qaeda
Under the encirclement and suppression by the regular armies of various countries of the Justice League, the members adopted the previous tactics, breaking up into pieces and huddled in the caves of various oases in an attempt to resist. The Justice League army has already begun an operation codenamed "Demon Hunting"!"
After hearing this, Chen Diwen had a serious expression on his face: "Demon hunting! That's a beheading operation. It seems that their special forces are also out in full force?"
Xiao Li always admired Chen Diwen's ability to analyze intelligence at a glance, and nodded: "Yes, it seems that it is imperative for the Justice League to kill Alfred this time!"
Bao Li on the side was chewing dried meat and said: "Their battle on Audelu has lasted for two years. The expenditure of hundreds of thousands of troops every day is not a small amount, and the most important thing is that the casualties have aroused international strong feelings.
We are dissatisfied that if this war is not concluded, the superpower of the Democratic Federation of Mainz will find it difficult to compete internationally in the future.
Chen Diwen didn't answer. He held a telescope and looked at the continuous veins in the distance. He didn't know how many caves there were, and how many jihadist guerrillas were hidden in them. Now, the elite special forces of the Justice League countries were added to the suppression. It was difficult to get in and out.
It's difficult, let alone finding three people, but Xiao Li's tracking ability has always been very strong. He said they should be in this direction, so they must be in this direction.
Putting down the telescope, Chen Diwen took the dried meat handed over by the giant bear, put it in his mouth and chewed it. Looking at the night that was about to fall, he thought thoughtfully: "Chen Cao, are you already in the cave? I won't do it again this time."
Lost!"
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The clothes on Mosika's shoulders and back were soaked with blood from the rope, but he did not dare to stop. He pulled Chen Cao, who was lying in the wreckage of the plane, and walked step by step in the sea of sand. The sun had slowly set, and the night fell.
Coming soon.
And Chen Cao's breath has become weaker and weaker. If he doesn't perform surgery to pull out the bullet from his back, he may not be able to survive the sunrise tomorrow.
"I won't let you die, the true God will bless you!" When Mosika thought of every moment she spent with Chen Cao during these days, her desire to survive became even stronger. Now, even if she meets the Justice League, as long as she can
Save Chen Cao and he will surrender immediately.
"Brother Matsumoto, you have to hold on!" Mosika looked at Chen Cao, whose lips had turned white due to excessive blood loss. He turned around and began to pull up the wreckage violently.
"Stop, don't move!" Just as Mosika was struggling to move forward, a voice came from the night not far away.