Three hundred and eighty fourth chapter life and death love ten
Hook-nosed's companions rushed to the scene of the fight, and they all looked at each other in shock and surprise. Hook-nosed leaned against the tree trunk, dying and on the verge of death.
"Third brother...Third brother, hold on..."
The stern man who took the lead rushed to Hookbi's side, calling out in pain. Hookbi's eyes were distracted, he raised his hand with difficulty, grabbed his companion's wrist, and said angrily: "Be careful, you must be careful, the prince wants to kill more people than you."
I imagined that he...should be...Old A..."
"Old a..."
The stern man was surprised and wanted to ask a few questions. His hooked nose slowly closed his eyes, his head drooped, and he died.
"Third brother, my brothers will avenge you." The stern man said through gritted teeth, straightened up, took out his satellite phone with murderous intent, and summoned the other two groups.
Old a, fart!
The stern man's face was full of anger and he spat hard.
These brothers were carefully selected from countless retired special forces. They were sent abroad by the prince to study and went through brutal training. I don’t believe that they can’t complete this mission. Even if there is such a thing as an old A in the Republic’s combat order, it will be difficult for an old A.
Is it impossible to change the world?
Someone came over and asked, "Do you need to bury the third child?"
"No need, the third child is Mongolian, and his hometown inherits the custom of sky burial." After the stern man finished speaking, he left without looking back, and a dozen people followed silently.
The bloody chase begins.
The killers who followed Yang Chen and Wu Rui's footsteps from several directions were like a pack of hungry wolves, biting the two of them tightly.
The sun gradually turns westward, and the lush mountain forest is painted with a layer of pale gold, which is beautiful and beautiful. However, the gunshots, shouts of death, and miserable screams in the forest are incompatible with this picturesque scenery.
When the sun was about to sink behind the mountains, these noises became sparse, and the primeval forest area, inaccessible by humans and wild beasts, gradually returned to its former peace and harmony.
Nothing seems to have happened.
A valley formed by the convergence of two mountains is not as densely forested as other places and is relatively empty. Large areas of wormwood more than one meter high sway in the wind. One of the many tributaries of the Liao River has carved out a winding river here with clear water.
It flows slowly and flows downstream.
Riverside meadow.
Wu Rui sat on the floor, drinking mineral water and eating compressed dry food.
Her hair was disheveled, her mountaineering clothes were stained with blood, and she looked embarrassed and exhausted. She fought all the way and killed nine strong men with good skills. How could she not be tired?
At this moment, while eating, she stared at Yang Chen, who was squatting by the river washing his hands and face. Although she didn't talk to him much along the way, and she didn't bother to say anything, and still deliberately treated him with a cold face, the hatred caused by love before quietly dissipated.
What right did she have to hate a man who risked his life to protect her?
Yang Chen's body was also stained with blood. He washed his hands and face and looked at the mountain forest illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun. His deep eyes were still bright and clear, showing no trace of anxiety or fear due to the brutal killings and the dangers ahead.
"Yang Chen, come here, I'll put some medicine on your wound." As Wu Rui spoke, she devoured the dry food in her hand and turned around to flip through her backpack. When she went hunting, her backpack contained many necessary items, including Yunnan Baiyao,
There were a lot of bits and pieces of band-aids, gauze, white tape, and toilet water.
Yang Chen turned to look at Wu Rui and said with a smile: "It's just a minor injury, it doesn't matter."
"No, come here quickly and take off your shirt." Wu Rui gave the order with a bluffing face. Yang Chen smiled helplessly, walked up to Wu Rui and took off his shirt.
His strong back was bleeding from several wounds.
Wu Rui asked Yang Chen to squat down with his back to her. New and old injuries were freshly displayed in front of her eyes. She bit her lips, with tears filling her eyes. These injuries were ultimately caused by her. She felt distressed and guilty. She gently wiped them with disinfectant wipes.
Apply Yunnan Baiyao powder to the wound, and finally wrap the wound with gauze.
"Here, let me take a look at your ankle." Yang Chen put on his shirt, turned around, and without further explanation, unhooked Wu Rui's right hiking boot. The ankle was extremely swollen.
Wu Rui's face suddenly turned red. She said it was okay, retracted her feet and put on her shoes. Yang Chen said with a solemn expression, "I've hurt my muscles and bones. I'll carry you on my back in a while."
"No, I can leave by myself." Wu Rui refused Yang Chen's kindness and stubbornly defended the dignity of the captain of the women's special team.
Yang Chen chuckled and said nothing. He looked at his watch and saw that a helicopter sent by a certain Army Aviation Group of the Liaodong Military Region arrived at the apron of the Summer Resort an hour and a half later. This was what he had agreed with Lao Yu before the satellite phone ran out of power.
The phone was out of power and turned off, so Lao Yu had no way to locate her, so the helicopter could only go to a fixed location to pick up the person.
After eating, drinking, and resting well, Yang Chen ignored Wu Rui's struggle and resistance, picked up the girl on his back, and moved forward quickly. After walking more than ten meters, Yang Chen frowned and stopped.
"What's the matter?" Wu Rui asked in shock, clearly feeling the killing intent permeating Yang Chen's body. He looked around, but could not find any trace of the enemy.
Yang Chen put Wu Rui down, and Wu Rui leaned on the ground with a machete, trying to lighten the weight on his right foot. Following Yang Chen's gaze, at the end of the meadow spreading upward along the hillside, three figures walked out of the dense forest and walked slowly.
.
Wu Rui's eyes turned cold.
Fighting all the way, not counting the ragtag group at the beginning, she and Yang Chen killed a total of twenty-seven people. Each of them had skills that were not inferior to those of outstanding special forces. There was nothing to be afraid of when there were three more.
Yang Chen stared at the person with no expression on his face, his heart still. The matter had come to this, and there was no use thinking about anything. The only option was to fight to the death. This guy had already imagined the worst outcome.
He sacrificed his passion to give Wu Rui a way out.
The three uninvited guests stopped walking twenty meters away from Yang Chen and Wu Rui. The man in the middle was about 1.8 meters tall, with a big frame, but not burly. He was slightly thin, with short hair, even the beard on the temples was short, and his appearance was unattractive.
, but the light that bursts out of his eyes is enough to scare ordinary people away.
Chiba Autumn Road.
One of the top ten masters of Hades Shrine.
Following the two people from Chiba Fairway, Takeda Takeo and Imai Ichiro, who were ranked second and third on the shrine's dragon and tiger list respectively, they searched for Yang Chen for more than a year and finally encountered him in this deep mountain forest. Chiba Fairway waved his hand casually, and the two accompanying them
The people drew their knives at the same time, ran on the grass, and rushed towards Yang Chen and Wu Rui.
Katana, Japanese?
Yang Chen frowned, suppressed his curiosity, and got ready to go.
They didn't talk to each other and started fighting. After all, this was a fight for life, not a competition. Yang Chen wanted to fight the two of them alone, but Wu Rui refused and rushed to meet Ichiro Imai first.
The crossbow is broken.
The stolen pistol was empty of bullets.
Yang Chen faced Takeda Takeo with his bare hands and did not lose at all. Not only did he cleverly avoid the sharp knife that attacked the fatal part, but he also inserted his fists and feet into the gap between the sword and counterattack one after another. Takeda was in a hurry.
Danger abounds.
While fighting Takeda Takenan, Yang Chen always paid attention to Wu Rui.
In the distance, Qianba Fairway looked at Yang Chen, a sinister smile appeared on his face. The masters competed. Whoever is bound by his heart will definitely die.
