Personal security

Chapter 12: The aftermath

Someone must stay to block the opponent's attack, but often the person who stays is the most dangerous. It is precisely because he understands this meaning that Zhao Jianhui wants to stay by himself and cannot let his good friends take such great risks for his own affairs.

"Be careful!" Nong Lan suddenly shouted, and three tongues of flame appeared not far ahead and fired at Zhao Jianhui. The yell just now had exposed his target.

Zhao Jianhui rolled to the side, and the bullets turned the ground beside him into a honeycomb. Nong Lan raised her gun and fired fiercely upstairs with a stern expression. The stray bullets sent smoke and dust everywhere around her feet. Da Liu and Sun Liyun suddenly opened fire. The dense bullets temporarily suppressed each other's firepower. Zhao Jianhui took the opportunity to get up. His body quickly changed position, and at the same time he shouted: "Go quickly, no one will be able to leave if it is later."

Knowing clearly that the companion left behind must be in danger, the red-eyed Tu Xiong quickly dodged behind a big tree, the AK in his hand spitting out tongues of fire frequently, and the precise shooting made the opponent unable to lift his head. As he fired, While cursing, he said: "If you don't fucking leave, who else can leave? Don't you want to exhaust everyone to death in this place?"

"You fart, my words are orders, how dare you disobey him?" Zhao Jianhui rushed in front of him, raised his leg and kicked Tu Xiong back. He held the gun and fired while walking forward to approach the enemy and shouting. : "If you don't leave, you just want me to die now. If you leave, I might be able to break out immediately. If you want me to die, or if I live, it's up to you..."

Guo Tao stretched out his hand and pulled Tu Xiong: "Zhao Laohu's crazy temper has come back again. If we don't leave, we might really kill him. If we leave, he may still have a chance of survival."

"Let's go..." Tu Xiong kicked his foot and cursed fiercely: "Zhao Jianhui, if you are fucking killed, I swear I will not avenge you, so you'd better go back alive."

Zhao Jianhui was almost shot twice when he tried to move forward. He hid behind a big tree and kept firing his gun, listening to Tu Xiong and others retreating south. Zhao Jianhui fired while retreating north. Suddenly, another figure stood up next to him. The gun in his hand fired, and he growled: "Follow me. If we go around the river, they won't be able to catch up with us."

Damn it, this woman Nong Lan didn’t leave? As soon as Zhao Jianhui turned his head, he saw two black things sliding past his eyes. "Be careful, grenades!" As Zhao Jianhui screamed, the two black objects thrown by the opponent had landed in front of Nong Lan. Zhao Jianhui, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, shouted, stretched out his hand and pulled Nong Lan to lie down beside him. Before they had rolled three or two meters, two grenades exploded beside them, and the air waves and shrapnel knocked the two of them several meters away. Nong Lan was not injured at all because he was pinned down by Zhao Jianhui. Zhao Jianhui lay on top of her, his back already full of shrapnel. Although he was wearing a bulletproof vest, it could not block the powerful explosive force of the grenade, and his entire back was in burning pain from the impact.

But this time was not the time for him to cry out in pain. He turned over and climbed up, stretched out his hand to pull Nong Lan and ran. As he ran, he said, "Why don't you go with them? What are you doing here?"

"I'm not your soldier, I want you to take care of me?" Nong Lan said while running.

While running, Zhao Jianhui felt the burning pain in his arm, probably because he had just been hit by shrapnel. The unique dull gunfire of the M82 rang out again, and the branches of a small tree in the distance were shattered, followed by a series of gunshots. Those who besieged Zhao Jianhui waited for four or five minutes and couldn't help but scream when no one fired back. He said: "They don't have any bullets anymore. Let's catch them alive."

Following this shout, the other party immediately stopped firing. Zhao Jianhui snorted: "What a fucking stupid pig..." "What? Do you still like the other person to be smarter than you? If you were not as good as them in every way, we would be dead today."

Zhao Jianhui was sweating and pressing the wound desperately. There was no time to argue with her now.

There is a small river at the foot of the mountain. Zhao Jianhui and Nong Lan only entered a safe area when they reached the other side of the river. As the two of them rushed towards the river, a rocket chased them, and this time their good luck disappeared. The air wave of the explosion threw Zhao Jianhui and Nong Lan directly up, and they fell into the river when they landed.

I really didn't expect that the river in the forest was still very fast, and the two of them were swept twenty or thirty meters away by the river in the blink of an eye.

It's over... Such thoughts suddenly flashed through Zhao Jianhui's mind. As the wound became more and more painful, Zhao Jianhui was so confused that he could hardly tell how many places on his body were injured. The bleeding wound flowed more violently in the water. Nong Lan seemed to have fainted before landing. If Zhao Jianhui hadn't held her hand tightly, Nong Lan might have been swept away by the rushing river water. Where have you gone? Zhao Jianhui struggled to move the two bodies to the shore. Unfortunately, the impact of the meeting was too great. Their bodies undulated with the waves, and they could not reach the shore no matter what. Zhao Jianhui tried to reach out and grab the branches extending into the river several times, but every time he failed, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, thinking that now he was really in despair.

He was unwilling to die like this. He took a deep breath and waited for the opportunity to make a final fight. However, what Zhao Jianhui didn't expect was that when he was ready, his waist hit something in the water. His body suddenly turned sideways, and then his head hit a very hard object. With a bang, Zhao Jianhui fainted completely.

When he woke up in a daze, he heard someone crying in his ear. It was a young woman who cried and shouted her name: "Zhao Jianhui... You bad guy, wake up, don't die..."

Who is cursing me? I didn't die, why do you say I don't want to die? Am I dead? Bah, you are going to die.

Zhao Jianhui cursed in his heart and opened his mouth to speak, only to find that he couldn't open it at all. He tried hard to turn over and stand up, but he couldn't move even a finger after trying his best. He didn't have any strength at all.

Inhale, regulate the breath... inhale again, regulate the breath again, and after an unknown amount of time, his body finally felt a little warm. "Uh... where is this place?"

"Ah... you woke up, are you really awake? I thought you were dead?" Then, a pair of soft and weak fists hit Zhao Jianhui's body hard, but then the fists turned into a gentle massage on his back, and the woman's voice behind him came with surprise: "You... can you still move? Are you hungry? Talk, I'll find you something to eat right away..."

"Help me sit up..." Zhao Jianhui's voice was so weak that he could hardly hear it, but the woman behind him heard it. The pair of soft and boneless hands slowly reached under Zhao Jianhui's ribs and helped Zhao Jianhui up. However, as he lifted his body, he felt a sharp pain on his back and arms, causing Zhao Jianhui to scream involuntarily.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" the woman asked nervously. Zhao Jianhui grinned and said weakly, "It's okay. This little injury won't kill me."

Until he sat up straight, Zhao Jianhui realized that Nong Lan, who was squatting beside him, had her clothes torn into strips. She was only wearing a pair of white silk underwear. Her whole body was exposed, with two white and crystal clear thighs and a pair of very beautiful feet, which could almost compete with You Xiaoran's jade feet.

Looking down at himself, he was almost dressed the same as Nong Lan. Not to mention the holes in his shirt, his pants were almost strips of cloth. He was barefoot, and the shoes on his other foot also exposed the front toes.

"Where are we? How come we are like this?" Zhao Jianhui still felt a little dizzy. He sat on the ground and took a few deep breaths. Then he felt a little bit of strength in his body.

"I don't know either. We floated down the river. Fortunately, it is the dry season now, otherwise it might be..." Nong Lan's complexion was not very good, and his face was as white as paper.

Zhao Jianhui slowly turned his head and looked around. Not far from the two of them was a winding river. A line of blue sky appeared along the river. There were still dense forests on both sides. It looked like it was daytime.

"Sitting here is not a solution. We have to find a way out." Zhao Jianhui murmured. Nong Lan looked at him and whispered, "Can you walk now?"

Even if you can't walk, you have to try. Isn't waiting here a way to die? Zhao Jianhui struggled to stand up, and then he realized that his whole body was so sore that he had no strength at all. He shook twice and finally did not fall down. He just opened his mouth to breathe. In this state, how could he walk?

"You'd better sit down. I'll go find something to eat." Nong Lan said as she stood up and looked around blankly. After thinking for a long time, she still broke a long and tough tree trunk in the forest, split one end into a sharp point, and walked barefoot into the river. Zhao Jianhui sat in the grass and watched her use the branch to poke in the water. He couldn't help shaking his head, thinking that it was really difficult for this woman, but he didn't know if she had never suffered such hardships.

Suddenly, Nong Lan cheered, and the branch in her hand really caught a fish from the river.