However, when he reached out to touch Raman, looking at the blood in his hands, his heart sank immediately. He hurriedly untied Raman's clothes and checked Raman's injuries. Only then did he finally let go of his heart a little.

Raman was hit directly under the blood-stinging sniper bullet directly on the lower position of his left shoulder. He passed through the heart and probably broke a rib, but it was not a big deal. As long as the bandage was properly worn and treated in time, there should be no problem.

After picking up Raman, Liang Chen ran to the plane without saying a word, and at the same time he did not forget to grab the igniter that Raman had been holding tightly in his arms.

After running to the side of the plane, Liang Chen took out a first aid medicine box, tore open Raman and put the medicine on, and took some urgent measures.

Perhaps because of the pain, Raman finally woke up slowly. When he saw Liang Chen, his bloodless lips were squirming, and he shouted in surprise, "Master, am I, am I not dead yet?"

"Little bastard, you're lucky." Liang Chen's mood had already returned to normal and laughed. In any case, he was Raman's master, and he had always shown himself as a strong man. He wouldn't cry in front of Raman, and that was a bit too decent.

Liang Chen bandaged his wound and touched his head. At the same time, he told him what had just happened. Raman was so thrilling that he had no future, but he fainted at that moment and did not see the master's fierceness with his own eyes.

While smiling, he picked up Raman and carried him onto the plane.

Raman widened his eyes and looked around in disbelief. At the same time, he reached out and touched him in a mess, regardless of the pain in his wound. He screamed.

"When you want to touch it again when you're healed, what are you anxious about now?" Liang Chen sat in the driving position, looked at him, and laughed in silence. At the same time, the ignition was on the engine, and the double-wing spiral pulp was rotating at high speed. Amid the huge roar, the helicopter had already risen from the ground and flew towards the prairie in the distance.

This was the first time Raman had come into contact with a plane in his life, and he even took the plane first. He was so excited that he danced with all his hands and didn't know what to do. Sitting in the passenger seat, he lay on the glass and looked at it for a long time before saying, "Master, I didn't expect that the scenery here is so beautiful."

"That's of course. Perhaps, you Africa is the only pure land in the world that has not been seriously polluted by heavy industry." Liang Chen sighed, and he was also inspired.

"Master, you are so amazing. You can even drive a plane?" Raman said constantly, smacking his lips. In fact, he had already made a small plan in his heart. After returning, he had to learn to fly a plane no matter what. It would be so exciting and awesome to fly in the blue sky?!

"I know a little bit, but I can only drive such small helicopters. I won't drive large helicopters and fighters." Liang Chen said this, slanted Raman, and saw his silence and stuttering look, shook his head and smiled, "Okay, don't be like me here and in my heart. If you are willing to learn, I will let Carlson and the others teach you after you go back. However, if you destroy the plane, I will never end up with you."

"How could it be? I am a genius, super genius. I learn everything very quickly. If you don't believe me, teach me now and let me see you. I can drive steadily and quickly." Raman grinned, but he didn't dare to reach out. He knew the master's temper. If he really angered him, even if he was injured now, he would inevitably be beaten up. Liang Chen is a typical Chinese classical teaching method. He advocates strict masters to produce high disciples, or if he is more appropriate, he will produce filial sons. In the past, the master accepted disciples, which was really equivalent to accepting a son and waiting for his disciples to send him off. Therefore, violence is the only magic weapon for Liang Chen's disciples. Anyway, he doesn't know whether it is good to others or not, and he is very uncomfortable with his two disciples now.

"Stay well, if you dare to move, I will slap you with my big ears." Liang Chen glared at his eyes, Raman shrank his neck, and sat there properly and did not dare to move anymore.

However, after staying for a while, he couldn't help it and looked down curiously, "Master, where are we going? It seems that we are not going back to the direction of the Black Forest, right? It's Mogakara." He scratched his head and said.

"That's right, we are going to Mogakara, but we didn't go to visit there, but we wanted to kill a few people halfway to avenge the foreign Abak tribes. In China, this is called tooth for tooth, blood for blood, or blood debts to be paid for." Liang Chen said this, snorted coldly, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes. On the one hand, it was because the cold blood of the mercenaries did arouse his anger, and on the other hand, in his heart, it was also for the interest for Raman's shot just now and almost fell to death.

In short, with this helicopter, it is impossible for him to let go of the mercenaries who were about to run away.

"So I'm going to chase those bastards, OK, Master, let me come in person this time. At that time, you just need to fly lower." Raman became energetic as soon as he heard this, forced himself to sit up, raised the igniter in his hand, and said with grinding his teeth.

"Okay, it's up to you to do it. You should really see the blood." Liang Chen smiled and increased his horsepower to fly forward. In a blink of an eye, a row of small black dots appeared in front of him. When he flew closer, he could clearly see that it was a group of mercenary soldiers driving on the grassland.

If the Hummers look fast on the flat ground, but looking through the sky, those Hummers are as slow as cows, which also makes Raman feel great under the invisible center.

The mercenary soldiers probably heard the roar of air machinery, and they all raised their heads, with an excited expression on their faces. They thought that the rescue of the Blood Sprig had been successful, and some people even waved their hats and screamed strangely.

"Are you ready?" Liang Chen looked at the group of idiots and smiled contemptuously, turned to ask Raman.

"No problem, master." Raman grinded his teeth with his teeth, holding the main switch of the remote control igniter fiercely.

"Start fire!" Liang Chen flew away at a low altitude, only a hundred meters away from the cars, and Raman also pressed the igniter in his hand and pressed the button.
Chapter completed!