A red sun slowly emerged from the clouds in the east, like a shy girl, shyly revealing her face little by little, covering the morning jungle with an orange-red gauze.
Walking among the towering ancient trees and taking a deep breath, you will feel that the air is very fresh. The dense primitive jungle continuously absorbs carbon dioxide and produces the oxygen needed for people to breathe.
But the quiet and fresh air was ruined by the appearance of a team.
Wearing messy civilian clothes and holding various rifles in their hands, this team watched the movements around them vigilantly as they walked. It looked like they were well-trained people.
At the front of the team, walking was a short man with an extra-large head, a pancake face covered with pockmarks of all sizes, and a little finger-sized tumor on his rosy nose that flapped as his nose flapped.
Shaking.
A strange smell like a rotten animal emanated from his body, permeating the area a few meters away from his body. Behind him, others intentionally or unintentionally moved away several meters away, and a few people at the front even quietly
Stuffed the nose with thatch
A gust of mountain wind blew, and the little man in the leader suddenly stopped. He raised his right hand with his palm forward. The team behind him stopped silently. The little man put his head in the direction of the wind and breathed hard.
, the sarcoma on the wing of the nose kept trembling with breathing.
A woman walked out of the team. She had changed into a black ninja outfit, her long flowing hair was stuffed into a black mask, and her face was also covered very tightly, but she was originally dressed as a village girl.
She looked pretty at that time, but her eyes were ruthless and cunning. This woman was none other than Yamaguchi Chieko, the captain of the Sakura Special Agents. She was the one who planned the ambush on Zheng Xiao not long ago and killed more than a dozen people.
Special operations team members and more than 20 villagers.
Yamaguchi Chieko walked up from behind, and as soon as she stood next to the little man, a strange odor immediately rushed into her brain, making her feel nauseated and almost vomited out all the dry food she had just eaten in the morning.
She held her breath and asked, "Have you found them?"
The little man didn't speak. He closed his eyes and stood there quietly without moving. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and pointed at a path in front of him on the right, "They are over there!"
Yamaguchi Chieko immediately waved her hand, and the team walked towards the path ahead on the right. As the dozen or so people walked, except for the soft rustling of their feet on the ground, there was no other sound.
Yamaguchi Chieko had no doubts about the accuracy of the little Muqiu's judgment. If he hadn't used his keen sense of smell to discover the whereabouts of Zheng Xiao and Zhuge Hong in the past few days, Zheng Xiao and Zhuge Hong would have been out of their tracking range.
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If she didn't have to use the little Muqiu's sense of smell to track him, she would rather stay farther away from Muqiu. The smell of Muqiu could be clearly transmitted to her breath even if she was several meters away.
"No wonder Chinese people always say that men from island countries have a special smell. It turns out they really have a bad smell!"
Chieko Yamaguchi was thinking in her mind as she hurriedly followed.
By a small stream about ten kilometers away from them, Zheng Xiao squatted by a rock with an automatic rifle in his hand, watching the surroundings vigilantly. He looked much haggard, but his eyes still shone with cold light.
Zhuge Hong was leaning on a bluestone by the stream. He stretched out his hand to scoop up the clear water in the stream and brought it to his mouth. He swallowed greedily, but only took a few sips before pouring the water back into the stream. He was familiar with survival in the wild and knew that
After a large amount of blood loss, drinking large amounts of water is very dangerous.
After taking a few sips of water, he felt a lot more refreshed. His thirsty throat was like a fire, and it felt so comfortable to be moistened.
"Zhuge Hong, how are you?" Zheng Xiao turned around and asked.
"You can't die, captain!" Zhuge Hong gritted his teeth and replied, "Such an injury is nothing!" He was a hunter and hunted in the mountains all year round. Injuries were common, and he was even bitten by a wild beast once.
He was injured and only had half his life left. It took him more than half a year to recover.
Zheng Xiao nodded silently. For their special operations brigade, injuries were a common occurrence. The unit even had a certain quota of deaths every year, which were specially approved.
Because every member who joins the special operations team, his life no longer belongs to himself, but to the army and the motherland!
Whether you are passing through obstacles under fire from real guns or fighting with knives with your bare hands, there is nothing fake about it, so injuries are common!
Zheng Xiao’s body is covered with scars!
Zheng Xiao is proud of the scars on his body!
Waves of burning pain came from Zhuge Hong's back and legs. Zhuge Hong snorted softly and reached out to untie the bandage on his leg. The special sterile gauze inside had been firmly stuck to the dried blood.
He put his hand on the wound and gently pulled it but it didn't move.
Zhuge Hong frowned. If the wound is not cleaned, the possibility of wound infection will greatly increase. If it is serious, the leg may not be saved.
Looking at the clear water in the stream, Zhuge Hong's eyes lit up. He reached out to pick up a handful of clear water and carefully poured it on the wound. A cool feeling suddenly spread from his legs to his heart, and the pain actually eased a bit.
As the water soaked the gauze on the wound, it gradually melted away. Zhuge Hong stretched out his hand and tried to pull it, then he held his breath, gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled it.
A piece of dried blood scab was torn off along with the gauze, and blood flowed out from the already scabbed wound.
"Fortunately, the bullet is relatively shallow!" Zhuge Hong wiped the blood from the wound and saw the flickering yellow light of the bullet head through the bloody wound. He took out the tweezers from his backpack and grabbed a branch.
Bite it horizontally in your mouth.
A squirrel squatted curiously on the tree, staring at Zhuge Hong below, with a puzzled look in its big brown eyes.
Zhuge Hong leaned down and dug his tweezers into the wound bit by bit, slowly approaching the bullet embedded in the flesh, then clamped it and suddenly pulled it, the yellow bullet jumped and landed on the bluestone on the ground, rolling.
It circled a few times and then stopped.
The squirrel screamed, jumped up from the tree in fright, quickly burrowed into the branches and disappeared without a trace.
Zhuge Hong exhaled and threw the branch with a deep bite mark on the ground. The anti-infective serum that had been prepared was also injected into the wound. Then he poured the powder again and wrapped it with gauze. It was difficult.
stood up.
He was secretly glad that the bullet in his back was blocked by the body armor and had little power after penetrating the body armor, otherwise it might have penetrated his lungs.
"Captain, let's go, we can't stay here for a long time!" Zhuge Hong filled the military water bag with water from the stream and turned back to Zheng Xiao.
Zheng Xiao jumped over from behind the stone, put the automatic rifle on his shoulder, leaned over and grabbed Zhuge Hong's arm to carry Zhuge Hong on his back, but Zhuge Hong pushed his hand away.
"Captain, I'll go by myself!" Zhuge Hong stood up stubbornly, broke off a branch from the tree next to him, propped himself up on the ground, and nodded with satisfaction.
Just when Zheng Xiao was about to say something, he looked at Zhuge Hong's stubborn eyes and had no choice but to shake his head.
The two people disappeared into the woods at the end of the stream.