Nine hundred and twentieth chapters go with the flow
Online 51 - Online 2
"Assemble the single-arrow combat formation Leopard team members and Lingling will call Zhang Wa and Wu Xueying every ten minutes to set off." Wan Lin ordered into the microphone. All the team members who were not injured or slightly injured quickly ran to both sides of the hills and fired one person at a time. The formation of the team protects the team members carrying the stretcher on both wings in the middle.
Wan Lin saw that everyone was getting ready to set off, turned around, glanced at Wei Chao and Hong Tao, waved to Dali and said: "Let's go", bent down and picked up Wei Chao on his back. Dali walked up to Hong Tao and bent down to pick him up. Hong Tao smiled and said: "Hehehe, I can still walk. You and Leopard Tou can take turns carrying Wei Chao." He raised his feet and walked forward.
The group of people walked up the hills to the west. The warriors of the Scimitar Tribe each carried their trophies and walked scattered in front. Many people's arms were still stained with blood on their shoulders, and their arms were covered with dark stains. The herb was obviously injured in the battle, but they all walked around without caring, looking at the captured enemy equipment in their hands with joy on their faces.
Some of them were carrying their fallen and seriously injured companions on their backs, but their faces were expressionless, as if death and injury were commonplace to these scimitar warriors.
The action team members followed the scimitar warriors in battle formation. When they crossed the hills in front of them, they covered their mouths and couldn't help laughing when they saw the white corpses all over the mountains. They had never seen such thorough battlefield cleaning by the female team members. Laughing and turning his eyes to the side
They know that the equipment on these mercenaries is all valuable special forces equipment, and even the sabers are rare treasures.
Abu, Ah Hu, and Ah Bao were walking together. Abu turned his head to look at the action team members carrying the stretcher and said something to Ah Bao. Ah Bao immediately shouted something to the scimitar warriors beside him. There were more than twenty people there immediately. The scimitar warriors ran to the back and pushed away the action team member carrying the stretcher, took the stretcher, lifted it up and left. The remaining scimitar warriors walked to the bandaged Hong Tao and several staggering wounded, bent down and carried them on their backs. Without saying a word, I walked forward.
Ahu ran up to Wan Lin without saying a word, reached out and picked up Wei Chao from his back, carried him on his back, and ran forward. Wan Lin looked at Ahu's agile figure and smiled helplessly.
At this time, Wan Lin had mixed feelings in his heart. He was glad that he had met such a group of clanking Han people in a foreign country. They had never met each other before. They only accidentally entered this ancient tribe on a heavy rainy night and were forced to save it. He really didn't expect to gain anything from this ancient tribe.
But at the moment when their action team encountered a crisis, this simple and brave tribe used the lives of their own warriors to lend a helping hand to them. They did not have too many words, but they were using their precious lives to silently help these strangers. foreigners acquaintance
The action team members at the back laughed silently when they saw the relatively short scimitar warriors in front carrying tall wounded people on their backs. Hong Tao and Wei Chao also helplessly grinned at the scimitar warriors. They could not refuse these. Simple and honest warriors, and they are indeed exhausted both physically and mentally.
At this time, Zhang Wa was clinging to Wu Xueying's bulletproof vest in the rushing river. Wave after wave came from behind them and took them quickly downstream.
The river was filled with dead branches washed down from the upper reaches, rotten leaves, and the turbid river water was churning with yellow mud. There were waves of heartbreaking pain on Zhang Wa's left arm where he was hit by the enemy's bullet.
Just now he grabbed Wu Xueying's vest and was carried down the river bank by Wu Xueying's huge forward momentum. The two of them were immediately swept into the turbid water by the rolling waves behind them. By the time Zhang Wa struggled to lift Wu Xueying out of the river, they had already been swept away by the turbulent waves. The torrent rushed several meters away
Zhang Wa quickly glanced at Wu Xueying, who was tightly grasped by her right hand. She saw that her face was pale, her eyes were closed, and she had passed out. She probably fell into coma after being shot and was poured a large amount of turbid river water into the water.
While Zhang Wa struggled to swing her legs to keep the two of them floating on the water, she turned around and looked around. The two of them had been washed into the middle of the river by the fast water. They were surrounded by surging torrents. Zhang Wa's heart suddenly cooled down.
He knew that he would never be able to swim to the shore with anyone in this rapid current. He took a deep breath and pulled Wu Xueying to his side with his right hand. He endured the severe pain in his left arm and pulled Wu Xueying's body away. She turned over and quickly inserted her right hand into Wu Xueying's armpit, holding her face up tightly to her side to prevent her from drowning again.
Now he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that as long as he was alive, this arm would never let go in the rapids.
He stared straight ahead and tried his best to keep his body balanced with his legs as he rushed downstream quickly with the rapids. He knew in his heart that he could never compete with the turbulent force of nature and could only drift with the current.
The two of them were rising and falling in the rolling river. Behind them, the tree stumps and broken branches washed down by the flood in the distance violently impacted their bodies. After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Wa gradually felt that her eyelids were as heavy as lead. He was falling hard, and waves of tiredness hit him head-over-heels with the waves behind him.
Zhang Wa was shocked and knew that she had exhausted all her energy. He raised his head and glanced sideways at Wu Xueying beside him. The turbulent river water had washed away the oil paint and gunpowder smoke on her face, which was originally white and delicate. There were bloodstains scraped from branches everywhere. The long eyelashes were trembling in the river, and the pale little hands were floating feebly on the water.
Zhang Wa shook his head vigorously, and suddenly a trace of sadness emerged from his heart. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Little girl, the devil instructor can't protect you, my little sister, this time." His eyes slowly closed, but his right arm was still tight. Holding Wu Xueying’s body
At this moment, a huge roar sounded in Zhang Wa's ears, and the sound of rapids hitting the shore was like a vibrating drum of war, violently exploding in Zhang Wa's ears.
Zhang Wa, who was already in a semi-conscious state, suddenly opened his eyes from the sudden loud noise. His eyes unconsciously slid towards Wu Xueying beside him, and suddenly he saw her eyes shaking violently and her two small noses trembling. quick incitement
"Yingying is still alive." Zhang Wa's heart seemed to have been injected with a shot of cardiotonic. A strong desire for survival immediately filled his heart. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked forward.
A piece of flying waves danced in front of me. Huge waves rolled and hit the stone wall. The "booming" sound was deafening.