100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

The two maintained this position, and after a few minutes, Xing Yuan straightened up.

The tiredness on his face is still very obvious, but the blue eyes are so bright that they look very good.

Ye Wenxuan looked at him carefully and thought that this person must have recovered.

Sure enough, Xing Yuan returned to the wall and whispered: "Talk about business."

Ye Wenxuan also renewed his spirit.

The night is already deep, but this house is filled with small buildings of Ysera members, but few people really sleep.

The wounded on the second floor were waiting for the doctor's treatment. Moses and his teammates interrogated the prisoners with oil lamps. Some soldiers were ambushing on the top floor. They took turns on duty and hidden in the dark to monitor the abandoned town in the night.

On the third floor, there are only two people, Xing Yuan and Ye Wenxuan.

The taste of canned meat has not dissipated. Xing Yuan reached out and pushed the soup bowl and empty cans to the other side of the table. He said: "Tomorrow, people here will go east, meet with the other two troops, and then start attacking the government. The stronghold of the city of Cerral."

Ye Wenxuan thought so, and asked: "How is the prisoner of war handled?"

"It will be taken away. You will be the same, but the treatment will be much better." Xing Yuan said: "At that time, the female doctor will be taken to the vicinity of Sierra and help us treat the wounded. The Ysera army is kind to the doctor, after that She should be sent to the camp of Kultu."

"Others will not go to the battlefield, but will be taken back to the city of Ysera's stronghold by the soldiers, and then they will be closely held. The couple who are with you, Ysera may have to send a video announcement to let their families put People redeem them."

Ye Wenxuan nodded: "You want to go to Cerar?"

Xing Yuan: "The injury was not light when I jumped off the plane. The people of Ysera recruited me and asked the doctor to give me treatment. Correspondingly, I have to help them lay three strongholds."

Ye Wenxuan: "... Then how many times have you helped me?"

Xing Yuan: "One and a half."

Under the dim light, Ye Wenxuan saw his forehead still dripping blood down, couldn't help but rush over, and slammed the sheets on the camp bed to wipe the wound.

"He stretched over, I wiped you." He waited for the other person to bow his head, and then gently covered the wound with the cloth in his hand: "How is your head still not stopping the blood. Otherwise, let Ji Ma come and see it. Disinfect with alcohol and be careful of wound infection."

Xing Yuan sighed: "Then you can let go of my sheets."

Ye Wenxuan threw back the blood-stained sheets: "It’s all like this, what is the camping bed that sleeps and bloodstains, and more men."

Said to go to the doctor, but in fact neither of them moved.

Ye Wenxuan: "When you attack three strongholds, can you leave?"

Xing Yuan thought for a moment: "Most of it still can't go. At that time, if it is still not dead, the backbone of Ysera may find ways to leave me and continue to fight for them."

Ye Wenxuan wanted to say otherwise he would run away now, and he remembered that his temporary teammates were still locked in another small building.

He actually didn't pay much attention to those few companions. Except for Tim's weak and cringe, Uriah's racism also made people feel a lot of good feelings. Ji Ma is a good girl, and I can see that these rebel forces are more polite to her. .

If Ye Wenxuan and Xing Yuan run away, the rebel forces may not find the trouble of Ji Ma, but they will certainly be angry and leave a few people.

After changing the topic, Ye Wenxuan asked: "I heard that the fraternal forces are not only in the Middle East, but also in Africa and Russia. They also have their branches and vassals. They want you all the time. They must also say hello to other organizations. Ysera did not find you. Identity?"

"I found out on the day I caught it. After all, I have some fame." Xing Yuan avoided the wound, raised his hand and rubbed his temple, and walked back to sit on the bed, and he rolled over and lay up while answering. Dao: "The pulse of the Ysera army is against terrorism. The difference between them and the government forces is that political opinions are not uniform. On the contrary, there are still several armed forces in South Sudan, and the scale is not Ysera. But fear."

He said vaguely: "If I was caught by other troops, I might not be so lucky."

Ye Wenxuan dragged his chair and sat on the edge of the bed: "Tired?"

Xing Yuan: "Yeah."

Ye Wenxuan: "Don't sleep, don't sleep, get up and call Jima first, let her wipe you alcohol disinfection."

Xing Yuan: "I don't want to move."

Ye Wenxuan leaned over and looked down at him: "Don't be spoiled."

Xing Yuan: "..."

In the end, Ye Wenxuan went out to call people. The soldiers of Ysera saw him with a strange smile. Jean was also on the second floor. He listened to him and explained why. He said: "Jerry is very strong and can play very well. This is nothing to hurt." But still let him go to Jima to get some alcohol gauze.

The "this injury" in the mouth of Jen is really nothing in South Sudan, but if it is still in the country, the long-cut splitting wound on Xing Yuan’s forehead is absolutely shocking.

Once again, I deeply realized that here is different from the peaceful society. Ye Wenxuan returned to the third floor with alcohol gauze. There is still no one in the corridor. Ye Wenxuan slammed the key to open the door. After entering the house, he locked the door again. He still restlessly at the door. Add a layer of static electricity.

Going to the camp bed, he was just about to find a position to sit down, and the man lying down on the bed slammed up.

A dagger was silent across the neck, and Ye Wenxuan had no time to react. The blade had been picked on his aorta, and only a touch of it could cut a fatal incision.

Ye Wenxuan: "... Don't be a friendly!"

Xing Yuanqing woke up, he sat back slightly back to the bed, and the dagger against the neck of the other side also withdrew.

Ye Wenxuan had a lingering touch on his neck.

"Sorry." Xing Yuan rubbed his nose with his hand to refresh himself: "There has been this for two days, and I have not been used to being close to others."

Ye Wenxuan didn't care. He took the chair and walked over to the table. He said, "Don't sleep, sit here, I will disinfect your head."

Xing Yuan: "Yeah."

The two stood at the station, and the light on the table, Ye Wenxuan wiped Xing Yuan's half face. No way, Xing always did not pay attention to the battlefield, and the blood quickly went to the chin.

"Is there a wound?"

"Hand, I haven't felt it yet."

Ye Wenxuan grabbed his hand and looked at it. Sure enough, there were a lot of **** sputum, and he began to help him disinfect it little by little.

Xing Yuan did not speak, just watched him bow his head.

I don't know when, the voices in the hallway are rising, and some people screaming loudly as they go upstairs. Ye Wenxuan hears the voices of Moses and Jean.

"Jerry, guy, have you slept so fast?"

"No, no, no, just Garcia said that his kitten went downstairs to give him medicine, and this time it is estimated... oh..."

"Kitten? Who?"

"As for the face, I really didn't think Jerry liked that one."

Someone immediately snorted in disgust: "Rely, Jerry actually likes men!"

"...that yellow-skinned Asian?" Moses' voice was incredible: "The ugly ones are all eaten, and I am now looking at Jerry's mixed-ball."

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

He looked at Xing Yuan, who was also full of words.

In the aisle, Moses continued to say: "Lies, do you want to see the live version?"

A group of fierce soldiers succumbed to the ground, and Ye Wenxuan had a strange expression. He said to Xing Yuandao: "The live version? The Ysera army has a wide range of hobbies."

Xing Yuan: "..."

Ye Wenxuan was waiting to say, suddenly Moses screamed at the door, and then, after another, there were other people’s screams, basically “How do you have electricity on your body?” “My body is numb”, “嗷嗷嗷嗷” and the like. After a while, the voices are getting farther and farther, and it is estimated that they all climbed back to their rooms.

Ye Wenxuan nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, this is too much wretched end."

Xing Yuan didn't want to talk for a while.

Ye Wenxuan: "When will you leave tomorrow?"

Xing Yuan answered: "When the sun rises."

The next day, they really packed up their bags and left.

Ye Wenxuan sat in the same car with Xing Yuan. He felt that there was always a line of sight on himself. The meaning contained in it was also varied and it was very painful.

He and Ji Ma are the only two of the hostages who can sit in the armored vehicles. Others are crowded into several military trucks with the prisoners of war. Their hands are tied, and the tanks carrying soldiers are followed. They want to go to the toilet. The meaning of this group of people, or can only be squatting.

The first time I took the armored car, if it wasn't the right one, he really wanted to go to the cab and touch the steering wheel. This thought was noticed by Xing Yuan, and he extended a hand and held his back neck, causing the force to smash twice.

"Sit and don't move." He warned: "They are very vigilant. If you think you are a spy, you will shoot at you immediately."

Ye Wenxuan no longer probes his brain: "Oh, although I am not particularly afraid."

Xing Yuan: "Be cautious is always good."

When they talked, they spoke Chinese. A group of Ysera soldiers didn’t understand it. They thought that they were in the air, and they all made a few laughs. There are also people who are not used to homosexuality. Because Xing Yuan’s military strength is quite strong, he only whispers in private. Xing Yuan and Ye Wenxuan simply ignore it.

Sooner or later, to break away from Ysera, why should you care about the reactions of these people.

It was only Ye Wenxuan who ignored them, but someone ran over to make a special trip, as if they finally found an opportunity to suppress the sarcasm of Xing Yuan. Moses walked over when the people were resting in the same place. They looked at the eyes of both of them.

"Jerry, the old man who caught the genius, will you get together in a day?" The words he used were insulting, and he looked at Ye Wenxuan and began to talk about it: "This is really the same thing, I haven’t caught the other two." Can you see that he has more meat on his buttocks? Can his legs hook the waist? What kind of taste does it work?"

Moses: "Hey, look at it, I can't see the face when I blow the oil lamp at night. It's still very comfortable with the estimate."

However, according to Moses' expectations, Xing Yuan was not irritated, and his eyes seemed to bring some pity.

Xing Yuanchong is a polite guest: "Speaking and paying attention to the situation is not very good for the diplomatic relations between the two countries."

Moses: "..." What about the stuff? State diplomatic relations? ?

Ye Wenxuan also smiled at him: "It is not easy to hurry, it is easy to get things done, and you should pay attention to safety."

Moses: "???" This Tom and Jerry are sick.

He also provoked Xing Yuan for a long time. The other party was still expressionless in the past few days. When he looked at him at most, he felt a little sympathy. He saw that Moses couldn’t stand it anymore. He didn’t do anything in his mouth. Sentence, this is defeated and left.

Then I went on the road again. Moses didn't get electricity here. It was electricity there. Sometimes people touched it all right. He could even drink water to the throat, and he could still be beaten by a tin. Very unreasonable. In the end, Moses didn't dare to touch anything. He sat in the car and commanded others. In this way, he was always electrically connected to his **** and chrysanthemums.

Its miserableness is even worse than that of prisoners of war and hostages that are not able to move in the truck.

Xing Yuan looked at the armored car in the back with sympathy, and then said to Ye Wenxuan: "Good job."

Ye Wenxuan humbly returned to him: "Thanks for the prize."

Going east for more than ten kilometers, the team adjusted its position and did not continue along the bumpy dirt road. Instead, it turned into the grassland on the side of the road and gradually deviated from the original main road.

At this time, it is the dry season in South Sudan. The sun in the head is dry and the trees are cracked. The rivers and lakes on the grassland are drastically reduced, and the wild animals are not willing to go out at this time. Therefore, when the team crosses the prairie, Ye Wenxuan I can only see a beautiful scenery.

Near noon, the team finally stopped.

Ye Wenxuan looked out: "Come on?"

Xing Yuan: "There are people in front of Mullen."

Mullen is the fifth elite captain of the Ysera army and the boss of the population such as Moses.

The fifth elite troops are all assembled, and the next step is to get ready to go to the city of Serral to gain control.

Mullen had no interest in Xing Yuan’s acceptance of a man, but he had an in-depth discussion with Ye Wenxuan’s looks. He asked Xing Yuan if the Chinese people liked the kind of face, which is related to him on Facebook. What is seen on the tubing is completely different.

Ye Wenxuan, who accidentally listened to an ear gossip: "..." The militants also know that visiting social networking sites can be said to be very advancing with the times.