Chapter 69

Luo put Joe and the alligator's broken dog tags back in his trouser pockets &
Everyone who happens to join the club will have one of these dog tags, with their name engraved on one side and the narwhal logo on the other, the same as their tattoos.

This tradition has been preserved from the first members to the present, probably because most of the members of the team are of military origin, so a habit in the American army has been extended.

In fact, in Luo’s current class, apart from Joe and Zach, everyone else in the team is also from the military, including Luo himself. Although he cannot be regarded as a regular soldier, he has also experienced systematic military training.

Dog tags are only used after the death of its owner.

When a team member dies, his teammate will bring the dog tag back to the base.

There is a rusted dagger nailed to Luca's bar rack, and there are 23 dog tags hanging on the dagger, all of which are former members of the club.

And this time, several more dog tags may be added to the dagger...if Luo can go back alive.

……

"Snapped……"

A drop of rain fell through the dense branches and leaves and fell on Luo's forehead.

Then the sound of rain began to grow louder and louder in his ears.

It was raining, half an hour had passed since the first thunder sounded, and it was raining after holding it in for so long.

Luo didn't care, and let the rain wash away his wounds.

He needs to wake up.

Although the rain soaked the wound, the tingling sensation was like someone scratching the wound with a knife.

……

Luo scanned the surroundings with a flashlight.

At last he found his harpoon.

He picked up the bloodstained dagger and put it back in the sheath on the outside of his calf.

Luo didn't know that not long ago, Joe used this dagger to cripple one of Kate's eyes before he died.

……

There was nothing usable here, and Ro took one last look at the ravine where Joe and the crocodile were buried.

"It's a pity, I kind of like these two guys."

Yang stood behind Luo, shaking his head regretfully.

"Although the crocodile knocked me out the last time I took the lead..."

……

Luo didn't respond to Yang's words.

He clicked on the map on the dial and located the direction of the church.

Then he turned and left.

There is no forgiveness in hell, and the dead are dead.

The only thing Luo can do is to help them take the dog tags back.

……

"So are we looking for snipers now?"

Yang has been following Luo's ass.

As the rain soaked Luo's body, Yang's appearance also changed. The blood on his face and body began to fade little by little, and his hair became damp.

"What do you think is the probability that he is still alive?"

"Very small." Luo responded lightly.

"Then some of Harvey's subordinates may still be alive, aren't you afraid of running into them after passing?" Yang thought for a while and said to Luo.

Luo stopped in his tracks.

What Yang said was not wrong, maybe because he was not so clear-headed now, Luo ignored this problem.

"That's right, if it's still that white-skinned ghost, wouldn't you be cold?" Yang said solemnly.

"It doesn't matter if you die. Anyway, I wish you could die every day, but I can't die. I can't accept physical death."

"..."

Luo paused, and he glanced at the sky through the gaps in the leaves above his head.

After it started to rain, the sky glowed a little faintly.

"But I still have to go and see."

Luo didn't hesitate.

He continued to walk towards the location of the church.

The cramping pain in his abdomen made his forehead sweat continuously...

"Eh? Can't you understand human language? You're going to die." Yang was anxious.

It is true that he hoped that Luo would die, but the death he was talking about was a relative death of personality, not a death of physiology.

Yang and Luo can be said to be two souls living in the same body. If the body dies, both of them will disappear together. This is what Yang is afraid of.

However, Luo didn't think so much.

Yang was right, if the guy who caused trouble for Luka was not dead, then he was indeed courting death by going to the church now.

But Luo didn't care. He thought more about what if Luka was still alive?
It cannot be ruled out that Luka killed his opponent.

Although he knew very well in his heart that it was almost impossible for one person alone to defeat those killing machines.

Luo was silent for a while.

"You can't stop me anyway."

He spat out a sentence and continued to walk towards the church.

"Your mother..."

Yang was almost going crazy.

He really couldn't stop Luo, because the dominant power was not in his hands at all.

This feeling is what he experiences every day, watching Luo doing all kinds of things he likes or dislikes, and has no right to express his opinions at all.

Including the current situation, Luo went to die, and if Luo died successfully, he had to be buried with him.

After surviving in such an environment for seven years, it is no wonder that he would become crazy.

"Isn't my mother your mother?"

Luo didn't look back.

……

Anyway, he didn't think too much about it.

For this reason, he was lucky enough to get his life back, and he was about to die at any time. In addition, his mind was not very clear at the moment, so he couldn't think rationally about the problem at hand.

Moreover, Luo was too tired, he felt that he would fall down at any time, and now he felt extremely exhausted walking on the muddy ground, and he had no energy to think about other problems at all.

He only knew that it would be best if Luka was still alive, and if he died, he would take his dog tag back.

That's it.

……

The church is located on a cliff, and it is still raining at this time. Although it is possible to go up the gentle slope on the other side of the cliff, Luo does not know whether he can reach the church smoothly in such a bad state.

"Brother! Think twice before acting, think twice before acting!" Yang followed Luo, jumping up and down, speaking Chinese.

"I don't understand this sentence." Luo shook his head.

"This is a common saying, from "The Analects of Confucius"...Ah bah! I digressed, what I mean is, you'd better think about it and think it through before you go, or at least you can find a gun that can be used." Yang Balabala Endless.

"No need." Luo reached out and patted the harpoon on his leg.

"What the hell, what can you do with a broken knife?" Yang covered his face.

"Can you please be quiet, I have a headache."

Luo glared at Yang.

"..."

Yang sighed.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to stop you. I really don't know why such a stubborn personality like you grew out of such a smart head."

……

Luo finally walked out of the woods, and continued to walk slowly up the hillside.

The rain soaked the vegetation on the ground, and it was easy to slip and fall when stepping on it, which made it more difficult for him to walk.

But he didn't know where the strength came from, so he kept holding on, and approached the church step by step.

Logically speaking, after receiving this level of injury, even if a normal person did not lose too much blood and die within 10 minutes, they would definitely not be able to survive for half an hour, but Luo still survived.

Even though his face was terribly pale at this time, there was no trace of blood on his lips.

Perhaps it was an illusion, Luo felt his state...

It seems to be better than when I was injured...

……

(End of this chapter)

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