Belly Trojan

The blackness of the night can have many colors;

It's true that you can't see your fingers.

It was as if something had strangled the throat invisible, penetrating into the internal organs through the pores of the breath, and the only thing that could be heard around was the sound of his own breathing. The low growl of the monster wants to tear the throat and crawl out.After all, the dark clouds parted a little bit, and the faint moonlight came out, but only a vague and rugged narrow road could be vaguely illuminated in front of him. ——Is this road really there?Or is it just an illusion imagined by the brain that is about to be starved of oxygen at this moment?

Ling Yanzhi thought like this while staggering drowsily.He felt that his ankle had been crushed by the bumpy and rough road, and he couldn't even feel the pain.Maybe he will roll off the cliff in the next second, and then everything may end here, or start all over again.

But he didn't fall.He thought he was running very fast, because the lung cavities contracted so sharply that he was almost out of breath, but it might just be the rapid breathing caused by nervousness and mental stress.He didn't even know if his legs were still moving forward.A few rays of fire flashed in the dense forest in the distance, and the chorus of mixed rifling and screams resounded back and forth on the leaves and trunks of the grass and trees in the forest, making an urn.Reflexively, he squatted down and hid behind the thick tree trunk; the knocked-off bark rustled powdery fine dust.

——Why should I hide?

I should—go up to it.

Getting hit...just a little pain.The relatively easy way, and then it's all over... All of this, although not ideal, can finally be over.

The inches of light from the exchange of fire shone in the mottled tree shadows, pulling out long and short flickering traces.For a split second the road looked incredibly flat and clear.That would be the easy choice, much easier than anything he had suffered and experienced so far, and the easy side was always full of temptations.Ling Yanzhi stood up in a daze, almost wanting to walk towards the direction where the hunters were exchanging fire, until someone caught up from behind and threw him on the ground with a slam. The high beams barely brushed overhead.

"Run, death is worse than knowing how to die!" The man who rescued him spoke with a strong southern accent and had a disgusting stench on his body. Under the dim and flickering light, he could see the gloomy and mouse-like appearance. Rather than being ugly, it is better to say that it looks like some kind of seriously ill patient.

By the way, this person.Ling Yanzhi was a little numb and belatedly remembered that it was this person who led him to escape.He was also in the hospital, behind those many indifferent faces.He is a mountain dweller here, that is, the first batch of smugglers. Because he was unable to enter the country, he wandered in the mountains around Yuncheng for a long time. Instead, he became a local guide, and sometimes Orion also relied on them.

But he didn't remember how he came out with him, and all his memories became extremely blurred.

The mountain man lowered his voice, and hissed as if there was a leak in his throat, "Where are you going in this mountain? Take a wrong step——"

He suddenly fell silent. After the round of encounters and firefights just now, one side obviously had the upper hand and had the confidence to crush—or maybe the novice team who had just left the village was fearless, so they dared to search at night .Rich bosses will equip their employees with night vision goggles and infrared devices, often thinking that they can walk sideways.Right now, hearing the sound of rustling footsteps interspersed with the murmur of well-trained hounds searching for prey, it is obvious that more than one or two people are coming this way.

"Oops, let's go, let's go, let's go!" The man half-dragged and half-hugged him up, dragged him and ran forward.At this time, the physical advantages of the mountain people are revealed - under the thick, dirty, ugly and sick body, there is a certain kind of fanatical energy.Even if the road is pitch black and invisible, they have long been familiar with it, just like beasts in the forest, even if they are covered with scars, they always maintain vigilance and extremely high body functions.Ling Yanzhi couldn't struggle, they slid down the steep slope on the side of the sheep road, stepped on the extremely slippery water reef, and fell into the river beach at the bottom of the mountain depression.The mountain man scolded, but he was still protecting him, and almost fell completely on the gravel on the river beach. For a moment, he didn't know if he hurt his back, but he couldn't get up.

Ling Yanzhi stood up, staring blankly at the strange man lying moaning.Should he be touched?This person saved him, otherwise it should be him now.but why?He had a splitting headache and couldn't think about it.At the thought of this question, all the spirit in my body seemed to send out some kind of fear alarm, screaming in my mind, and trembling all over my body.

"...Go down this water! After turning over the mountain in front of you, someone will meet you," said the mountain man, and he stood up reluctantly. "They brought dogs, and you don't want to go? Dogs don't recognize people, and they want to be bitten." Die? You will die if you walk around in the mountains, and you will die if you don’t follow what I say.”

He bit every word of death, and his words were threatening, as if death was the most important thing in the world.

Ling Yanzhi stood in the water, speechless for a while.

He has long understood that there is no good in this world without a reason, and those good things come at a price.Whether it's Jinlinzi or Yi Huazang, they each have something they want.

Even if Fan Shu is kind to him, is there no condition?There must always be a lot of things in front of it, family relations, husband and wife status, and reproductive responsibilities.Even now, it's a one-day couple and a hundred days of grace. Don't laugh, he is such a traditional person.

But conditions are a good thing.As long as there are conditions, at least it can be repaid and exchanged.If there is something good that is unconditional, then I really don't know what to do.

Standing in the middle of the water, he felt pain under his fingers, and felt a sharp stone.Maybe some kind of shellfish; he held it in his hand.Pain is sobering.Surrounded by the sound of gunshots, hunting and dogs barking, the cold water soaked through the clothes and bone marrow with the chill of the night, like the god of death lingering around countless times, whispering in a low voice;

The man half propped himself up, as if he was about to stand up.He fumbled and took out a one-way meter that looked like a walkie-talkie on his body, as if he wanted to send some signal.

An evil thought flashed in my heart, as fast as stone fire.

In the end, Ling Yanzhi didn't follow the man's order, and went down the water, but went up against the current; I don't know how long it took, those pursuits and firefights seemed to be far away, and the blue dot on the one-way instrument also dimmed. A faint starlight was seen in the crevices of the dense forest in the mountain depression. Something lit up in the darkness, twinkling like stars falling on the ground. It was a bonfire in a certain camp.

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Fan Shu put down the thermal imager, held down the barrel of the gun in the old Orion's hand, and said in a low voice, "Wait, it's a human."

"It's the people who want to fight," Zhou Quan said lazily, but the gun in his hand remained motionless, unaware of the force exerted, "otherwise what are we doing here?"

"He was injured ... very hypothermic and slow to move."

The old Orion raised his rough eyelids, and glanced at him meaningfully through the corner of the campfire. "If he had a gun in his hand, he could shoot it just as well."

Fan Shu stopped talking; these few words were enough, after all, with his current status and what he did, just because he had dirty blood on his hands just now, it would be a bit insincere to talk about compassion.But he still feels unbearable. The thin figure and curled up form in the thermal imaging, as well as the extremely low body temperature, make people feel that this is not a human being, but a wounded beast following the fire for help. .It can't meet any threat at all. If you send one more bullet to it, it seems to have fulfilled its wish.

Zhou Quan's gun was held so flat and steady that he didn't even need to use the flame to see it; his finger was on the trigger without hesitation.Fan Shu suddenly trembled his hand, lifted the barrel of the gun upwards, and with half of his mouth in his mouth, the words "——stop—" came out. The phantom was wiped, and when it fell down, it seemed to be scattered, like a bright yellow ghost about to be beaten back to its original shape.Zhouquan frowned, and just about to make a fuss, the people behind had already rushed out, the prey fell to the corner of the tree shadow, couldn't stand upright, and rolled down the steep slope into the river valley.

Zhou Quan quietly followed Fan Shu.He has long been accustomed to living in the mountains, and he only needs a little starlight to see clearly; it is a human being, injured, and unable to tell whether he is dead or alive.Fan Shu suddenly turned half of his body to look at him, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and a part of the barrel of the gun was protruding from under the cuff.He didn't bother to explain, but his aura was totally different from usual, like thorns all over his body; Zhou Quan didn't bother to ask, the two of them confronted each other like two wild beasts, until the old Orion raised his eyes, Lower the muzzle slightly and take half a step back.

"Did you hit it?" Someone asked through the headset, and another person replied, "Master Zhou fired the shot, so there is something to be said—"

Zhou Quan pressed the side of his ear as if he wasn't used to it, and let out a sound of pooh.Still looking at Fan Shu, he said, "I hit a wild boar and escaped into the water. It's unlucky."

The hunters relaxed, and they returned to the campfire and tent.Zhou Quan also walked back slowly. Fan Shu was far behind him.

"Let's change shifts in the middle of the night. Everyone is tired. Lao Zhou and I will come to patrol." Fan Shu said.

Tossing and tossing for half a night is when you are tired. Some people are willing to take on the drudgery, but no one will object.just joking

The two put their guns on their backs and walked out of the camp. When they heard the movement behind them, Zhouquan raised his hands, still in a dawdly manner: "Don't worry, I will tie a rope with you now, or the same sentence, I and you No grudges, no matter what you do, as long as you have money, you are my employer." He paused again, "Let me tell you the truth, the middle of the night marksmanship competitions in this mountainous area are all my home games, brother, you are also my employer." Can't beat me."

Fan Shu nodded, and slowly put down the gun. "Then do me a favor."

The mountain stream is narrow and fast, and the water is snow water melted from the high mountain, which not only takes away the remaining heat and the blood bubbling out of the body, but also penetrates the bone-chilling chill through the wound, as if the whole body was frozen. Sealed in the ice, the flowing water dragged his legs and feet like steel pincers, dragging him little by little into the dark abyss.

It's also strange, at this time, to dream of that person, so real.

Suddenly there was a hand—a hot arm that stretched from his armpit to his chest, pulling him out of the mud.A familiar voice was talking to someone: "Quick, help me!" Turning his head again, his hot breath was almost in his ears, "Yanzhi, look at me, Yanzhi!" The voice shouted eagerly , covered his hands so hot, but the sound was far away.

Why is it him? !

It happened to be him!

Don't...don't be him.

It can't be him.

It’s like a [-] in [-] probability, like buying a lottery ticket... If I have such good luck, why didn’t I give me a better choice at the beginning, at the watershed when I became an OMEGA?

Well, even if he could meet the person he wanted to see before he died, it shouldn't be him.Otherwise, wouldn't it appear that my previous despicability and selfishness were useless, as if I was surrendering to this damned fate?

"...Go away...don't come here!..."

As he said this, he tightly grasped Fan Shu's collar and pushed it out hard. His eyes were full of fear, but they were loose and empty, like a flash of light after losing focus.

Zhou Quan looked at them from behind with great interest.Fan Shu's gun had to be put aside, and he freed up two hands to hold the dying wounded tightly. It really looked like a wounded wild boar, who couldn't tell the difference between good intentions and killing intentions. I don't know what is the strength to resist in the corner.

And this person... isn't that the one in the video, the OMEGA they just discussed.

Zhouquan's eyes are very poisonous, he can see at a glance that Fan Shu, who was shrugging his head and hiding his breath, is now such a public figure with such a big voice, and he still has such a face, it's hard not to recognize him.

The so-called bystanders are clear, so you can feel some interesting flavors when you look at it behind you.He reached out to help pick him up, and the two dragged Ling Yanzhi ashore.The bruises from the gunshot wound were not serious, but the loss of body temperature was even more serious. His whole face was pale and purple, and his lips were black and blue and trembling.

"Cao Cao Cao Cao is here," Zhou Quan said, and he handed the gun to Fan Shu, "He needs to keep warm now, and the large army will return in a while, what do you do?"

Fan Shu stared at the gun, stunned for a moment, and then realized that he couldn't even pick it up; the old Orion smiled, "If you believe me, I know this mountain well, and I know a place."