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  When Yang Yong really woke up, the Eskimo guide and Smith worked together to return Yang Yong into the tent.

   Then we did the finishing work. The most important thing was to reignite the bonfire that had been extinguished, to shrink the entire base, and to place all the sundries as barriers around the two tents to form a circle of obstacles to prevent the wild wolves from attacking.

Then throw all the corpses of wolves and dogs in the base within the range of the base, and then use the satellite phone to notify the team scattered in the four directions to move closer to you. If the wolves attack again, then these four people will definitely No life.

  When the three teams of Wayne, Hans and Willis got the distress signal from Yang Yong, all the people started to pack up and rushed to help.

  I used GPS positioning to drive here in spite of the heavy snow. After everything was in order, the guide put the iron pot on the bonfire to boil water, ready to clean up Yang Yong's wound.

   After all, Yang Yong's appearance is really scary. Half of his body is covered in blood. In addition, he can't see any wounds in the dark. If he doesn't deal with it urgently, he will easily bleed and die of shock.

   Yang Yong, who was carried into the tent, sat up from the tent after a ten-minute rest, wiped the blood on his face, and then climbed out of the tent with a grin.

   Came to the campfire and was supported by Smith to sit on the stone, and then unbuttoned his hunting suit little by little.

Fortunately, the safari suit that I spent over 10,000 yuan to buy is a top-quality product. Two adult Colombian gray wolves pounced on him and bit him. They only shredded the exterior of the safari suit, but the spandex interlayer inside was not. intact.

Although he suffered a little contusion, there was no damage at all. The terrifying blood on his body was also the blood of the gray wolf. Yang Yong's body was not damaged at all, but there were many bruises, especially on his calf and his body. On the neck, a large bruise and subcutaneous hemorrhage had begun to swell up.

   The four of them are big men, and Yang Yong is not shy, so he took off all his clothes and washed his body with a hot towel while standing in the cold wind.

  Especially the hair and face covered with blood, need to be carefully cleaned before it can be relaxed, otherwise the smell of blood is too strong and it will be disgusting to smell.

After washing the blood stains on his head, he took the clothes that Smith handed over and re-armed, and then he easily returned to his tent and climbed down. Then Smith used an old plastic bag outside and packed some ice and snow. , give Yang Yong a cold compress, otherwise Yang Yong's contusion will be more serious.

  Smith is the king of fighting. There are not so many rules in underground fighting. Except for some big wounds that need to be treated by doctors, some bruises and sprains are treated by Smith himself.

  So although Smith's massage technique is a bit like a Mongolian doctor's style, that is, he is surprisingly strong in the evil treatment, and he tortured Yang Yong with constant screams, and the cold sweat on his head was dripping from the pain.

  Don't tell me, although the technique of Smith's massage is a bit cruel, but after Smith's massage and cold compress, Yang Yong's ankle has really recovered consciousness, and his neck can also rotate freely.

  In this way, Yang Yong had to admire Smith's skill. Although the sky was already slightly bright, he had been fighting and frightened for most of the night. Yang Yong was already exhausted, and after the two wounds improved a little, Yang Yong lay in the tent for a while before falling asleep, and he slept so sweetly, with a loud snoring sound.

   More than two hours later, the other three teams arrived at Yang Yong's camp at dawn after a rush in the middle of the night. When everyone saw the **** battlefield in front of them, they couldn't help but gasp.

   The scene is really shocking. Within a radius of hundreds of square meters, there are corpses of all sizes and colors. Although they are all canines, some corpses are particularly large. At first glance, they look like adult Colombian gray wolves.

  The other small entities were left behind by more than 20 sled dogs that were killed and wounded. More than 80 canines fell over a hundred square meters, and the smell of blood rushed to the forehead.

   There are stumps and broken arms everywhere, and intestines, lungs and livers are everywhere. When I saw the dilapidated camp, Wayne, the organizer and the big brother, was almost not scared of a heart attack. The entire camp is incomplete, and the curtains are broken into pieces, and the flags are fluttered on the iron flagpoles. This scene is similar to the battlefield.

   Worried about Yang Yong's accident? The three big brothers ran towards Yang Yong like crazy, shouting as they ran.

   "David, don't die, David, here we are."

  When more than 20 people from three teams broke into Yang Yong's base, what caught his eye were three gaunt men with red eyes sitting around the bonfire with shotguns in their arms. One was Yang Yong's personal bodyguard Smith, and the other two were Wayne's men, but Yang Yong was the only one missing.

   And the most important person in this four-person team is Yang Yong. Seeing the three people sitting by the bonfire in dejection, only Yang Yong was not seen, which scared the three big brothers.

   Wayne roared and picked up the Eskimo guide he had assigned to Yang Yong, and the two were almost face to face. Wayne roared loudly at the guide with red eyes.

   "You bastards, where is my brother Yang Yong! Is there any danger? Where is Yang Yong! Where did Yang Yong go, talk to me."

Now that the guide was sprayed with spit stars, the guide was still in a good mood, because Yang Yong didn't die, his life was saved, and the lives of their whole family were saved. Although they were almost strangled to death by their own boss Wayne, they still Got to greet him with a smile, smiled and pointed to the tent behind him, and said in a low voice.

   "Sir, don't get excited. Mr. Yang is resting in the tent behind him unscathed. How loud are you listening to the snoring? It proves that Mr. Yang has nothing to do with it."

  Wayne was stunned for a moment and then listened carefully. He really heard a snoring sound like a pig coming from the tent. At this time, the more humorous Willis laughed and patted his thigh and said by the campfire.

   "I really admire our little brother. After fighting with wild wolves for a long time, we can still sleep in the tent with family affection, and sleep soundly when we can hear the snoring! This nerve is really not ordinary."

   Hans, who is usually calmer, also let out a sigh of relief, slowly squatting beside the campfire, grinning and knocking on his thighs and whispering.

   "I knew David had nothing to do? There's no need to hurry like this? Climbing the mountain in the dark, exhausted me."

   At this time, Wayne finally let go of his long-term heart, fell down by the bonfire and knocked on his unconscious calf and said with a wry smile.

   "Okay, don't talk nonsense, you two, just look at the **** battlefield outside, and you will know how tragic the battle was at that time."

   "David, being able to escape is already an eye-opener for God. Although we almost died of exhaustion after running for most of the night, it is still worth it for our little brother."

   At this time, the funny Willis laughed and clapped his lips.

   "Listen to David Yang, it's good to see a wolf with this surname, the sheep enters the wolf's mouth! It's a blessing to escape, this kid can still sleep, I really admire him hahahaha."