Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 166 Pattern (30)

Uzi smiled: "Of course you don't have to worry so much, brother. After all, you haven't received professional training. We have security guards."

Fertitta didn't speak, just kept looking at Uzi, and then massaged his ankle.

Uzi pushed aside his clothes and exposed his shoulders.

Even though his shoulders were covered with blood long ago, he could still see the vivid old wound scars on it.

Uzi uncovered the sealed bag of the tweezers, then lit the lighter and toasted it.

"Well, brother, I'm going to take the bullet later, and this arm may not be able to move for the time being. Come here and help me pour some hydrogen peroxide for disinfection."

Fertitta took out a small bottle of hydrogen peroxide from his satchel, and said cautiously, "Is this... non-medical?"

Uzi smiled: "Hahaha, medical hydrogen peroxide is for girls."

Fertitta gritted her teeth: "This hurts too much."

Uzi finished baking the tweezers.

"It's okay, just pour it. The disinfectant we specially equipped has a greater effect on stimulating our dull nerves, so that we won't lose our will due to injuries during the battle."

Fertitta nodded, slowly opened the bottle cap, and poured the disinfectant on Uzi's wound. At the same time, Uzi quickly reached in with the tweezers in his other hand, and fiddled with it left and right. Cold sweat ran down his face.

Seeing this scene, Fertitta also trembled in his heart.

However, this process did not last for a long time. Uzi's technique was very skillful. After a few probes, he found the shrapnel, clamped it tightly, and quickly took it out.

"Gauze." Uzi threw the shrapnel aside, took the disinfectant in Fertitta's hand, and gasped.

Fertitta also quickly found a roll of gauze from the satchel.

Uzi poured the rest of the disinfectant on the wound, then took the gauze and wrapped it up without saying a word.

Ten seconds later, Uzi got dressed.

"Seeing you operate just now, I broke into a cold sweat." Fertitta laughed dryly.

Uzi grinned completely and wiped the sweat from his face.

"It's just a routine operation."

Fertitta stood up and tried his ankle.

"I should be able to follow. I don't need to let you carry me anymore. Of course, I can't let you carry me anymore. After all, it has a great impact."

Uzi also stood up and patted the dust off his body.

"Alright, let's go, let's go to the fourth floor first, or take the stairs, our goal is to escape, now it's been more than 20 minutes since your warning, they don't have much time, they must counterattack. "

Fertitta continued to rub his ankle. Although he still staggered a little when he walked, there was basically nothing wrong with it.

"The remaining few minutes are the real test. If you can hold on, that's fine."

Seeing the serious look of his boss and elder brother, Uzi laughed again.

"Hahaha, brother, it's all right, I've observed their firearms before, and the equipment is very backward, and the army is not as a whole, and there is no discipline at all."

He paused and then said: "One more thing is that in this building, we are not the only ones who escaped, there are so many people who can cause them suffering, including the four soldiers around Decker. I’m not a vegetarian, so just relax and don’t be so nervous.”

Fertitta let out a long breath: "I hope."

The two people pushed the door open and left.

In the storage room in the stairwell on the third floor, after a ding ding dong dong, four soldiers dragged Decker out.

"What are we going to do now, Captain?"

These four soldiers used to be part of a special forces team. Even after the three members left the team, they always liked to call their original captain the captain.

"Since we have brought him down, let's take him back. We have fought against those people before, and we basically know their details. Their quality is not high, and our chances of breaking through are very high," the captain said. Pulling up Decker, he turned his head and said to his team members.

At this time, the team member who spoke first stood up.

"Captain, I have a very bold idea."

"Oh? Tell me then." The captain also became interested.

"In this way, this accident was purely accidental, and no one expected this kind of thing to happen, so what I thought was, can we catch the leader of the robbers we met before, that guy is worth a lot of money! "

When he said this, the surrounding team members were a little moved, and the captain's eyes rolled.

"I think it's feasible, but this burden needs to be hidden first."

"It's simple. There are so many storage rooms in this building. Just find a random place, bundle them up, and use some cover to block them. Those guys have poor detection awareness and can't find them."

The captain clapped his hands: "That's the decision, let's go directly to the eighth floor now, then, let's give this operation a name."

"Owl head!"

"feasible!"

The group of them tied up Decker on the spot, then threw it into the debris pile, and covered it with a few broken boxes.

Then they began to prepare firearms. Every time they went out on a mission, they had to carry a small box with them, but this box was not an ordinary box, it was actually a detachable and assembled rifle!
The four people began to assemble the gun.

They were doing all this inside, and none of them noticed that there was a person passing by lightly outside the storage room...

Er climbed up the stairs step by step, clinging to the handrail and climbing up. Then, all the conversations between the four soldiers fell into his ears.

He stopped, flipped over the handrail lightly, and stood at the door of the storage room.

The four soldiers in the room finally got everything done, and they sorted out their equipment.

The guy who made the suggestion at the beginning couldn't wait to reach out and opened the door of the storage room.

Then Er, who was standing at the door, slightly bent his head, and there was a vague smile on his snow-white face.

The appearance of Er almost scared this guy silly, but his experience in the SEALs made him raise his gun and shoot subconsciously.

When he was in the SEALs, the first rule of action taught by the instructors was to kill the strangers who suddenly appeared in front of you when performing missions...

Their principles are so domineering, but it is this kind of domineering that has trained the SEALs to respond beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The bullets in the rifle magazine are fired continuously from the muzzle.

The other team members all reacted when the guy at the door fired his second shot, and they all took defensive postures and aimed at the door.

(End of this chapter)